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Chapter 10

*Namjoon's POV* 

There she stood, my beautiful mate. I'd imagined the moment so many times. Her running into my arms and not letting go until she absolutely had to. We'd introduce our selfs and spend every second of every day together. This was not how I expected it to happen. 

She just stood there - not moving at all. But once I saw the marks on her midriff, I didn't even care that I wasn't clutching her small frame against mine. I couldn't help but let a growl escape from my clenched jaw. 
"What happened to her?" I yelled, turning to face my father. He looked down slowly at the floor, which just made me angrier. "Tell me!" From the corner of my eye, I saw my mate flinch. I was physically pained by the sight of her fear but I needed to find out what happened to her first. He still stood their, not moving a bit.

A cloud of rage coated my eyes as I debated what to do next. I was blinded by the sudden hatred I had towards the man who'd hurt my mate. I didn't care that he was my dad. He'd hurt her. How dare he! Before I regained my consciousness back, I'd grabbed him by the collar and thrown him to the corner of the room. My fist pounded into his smirking face not caring if he was hurt or not. When I finally realized what I was doing, I'd already been pulled off him. The bastard only had a few scratches and bruises.
"Namjoon," said Yoongi from beside me, "let him talk".

It wasn't a secret that everyone in our pack was terrified of our Alpha. Even his Beta is afraid from time to time. In situations like this, it was common for even your closest friends to take the side of the Alpha to avoid being punished. Thanks Yoongi - you're so loyal.

"Explain," I growled, picking my father up from his heap on the floor and placing him in the chair in the corner. He sighed before speaking.
"While you were away, Honggi and I went to a human school about six hours from here. The pack is expanding and we need more people to work in the jobs no one wants. I took her from there - she's been living here for the past week or so". I was furious. For the past week, when I was away, he'd been treating my mate as a slave - for a whole week! It took all the restraint I had in me to stop my self from pummeling him again.
"What's she been doing?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"Just the laundry"
"Then why is she here, in my room!"
"She's a present for you. I knew that you'd be stressed as you hadn't found your mate yet. So I brought her up here"
"And what did you expect me to do with her!'. At this point the picture frames and vases were visibly shaking, submitting to my booming voice.
"I don't know. Anything you wanted really" he replied truthfully.

Now I began to physically shake. Doing everything within my power to stop myself from shifting.
"Hyung," said Taehyung, "you're scaring her". With the mention of my mate, I calmed down suddenly. When I turned around to face her, she was clutching her knees to her chest and huddling in the corner of the room. Jungkook had his arm around her, stroking her shoulder softly. My inner wolf growled at the sight of seeing another man touch her. That was suppose to be me.
"Let go of her," I grunted, trying to stay as calm as possible. Reluctantly, he removed his arm from around her shoulders. Just seeing her lack of contact with Kookie made my wolf calm down.

Being gentle wasn't an easy job for me, but I took extra care in my movements when I knelt down in front of her.
"I'm Namjoon," I said softly taking in her beautiful features. Her eyes were a misty green and grey color and she had naturally long eyelashes which curled into her neat eyebrows. Her nose wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. It was thin, sort of like a beak, but had a small bump in the center. I wanted nothing more than to kiss the life out of her pink lips but managed to restrain myself by looking at her rosy cheeks. She had three small moles arranged in a triangle on the right one and another mole in the center of the left one. She tried to open her mouth but all that came out was a small quiver of breath.

My eyes dropped to her waist, where a trail of bruises stained her pale skin. I turned to face my father.
"Did you do this?" I asked. He nodded. It was weird to have him in a place where he was scared of me. I stayed as calm as I could, but I'm sure that my eyes flashed red when my mate gasped. "Leave," I said calmly "all of you". Everyone did as they were told, even if some were less willing than others.

They closed the door and left me alone with my mate for the first time.
"Can you tell me your name sweet cheeks?" I asked her, and that's when the tears began to flow. Like a never ending waterfall, they slipped out of her frail eyes and onto her knees. I knew I wasn't the best at these things, but I never expect to be this bad. I couldn't even work out what I'd done wrong. I crawled over to her, and sat next to her small frame.
"Why are you crying?" I asked her, taking her chin with two fingers and lifting it up to face me. She ignored the prior question but answered the one before instead.
"Bora. My name is Bora". She had the voice of an angel. As cliché as the sounds, it was true. It made my ears shudder and thousands of tingles to be sent through my body. It was a beautiful name. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.