Their Precious Mate

Unmarked

Mavis

The first thing I felt when I woke up was soft fur presssed against mine.

I could feel my paws and tail, too. I must still be in wolf form.

Sunlight from an unknown source filtered through my lazily closed lids, forcing them open. I groaned. I didn't want to get up yet. This warmth was so comforting.

Out of instinct, I cuddled closer to the unknown source. I snuggled my muzzle into it's fur. The unknown source seemed to rumble, which confused me.

Out of, yet again, instinct, I raised my head quickly. I was met with beautiful golden eyes that seemed to melt my heart.

Jesse's eyes.

I yelped, and sprang from the bed I was resting in. Jesse turned his head to where I was, and followed after me, growling softly at my lack of warmth.

I yelped in fear, and scrambled away from him once he got closer. He snarled, and bounded forward, black pelt rippling, and trapped me against the wall. He leaned down from his giant height, and faced my petite frame. He let out a soft rumble out of humor, and nuzzled his nose into my neck comfortingly.

I couldn't help the small unexplainable noise that came from my throat. Jesse jerked back, the smell of sexual desire burning from him. I felt fear ripple throughout me. Jesse let out a low, possessive growl. He moved closer somehow, and pressed himself closer to me. His eyes were pitch black, letting me know his wolf took over.

He shifted back into his human body, showing me too much bare skin. He turned, and made his way towards the closet. He came out with boxers and jeans. He shoved on the pair of boxers and slipped on the jeans, and came back to me. He pinned me down, but I seemed frozen to the spot. He growled lustfully.

"Shift," he ordered in an alpha tone, and I had no choice but to do as he said.

As I shifted, I held my parts with my hands, covering them. Jesse radiated even more sexual desire. He picked me up, ignoring my hands, and tossed me on the bed. He climbed on top of me. I seemed to gain control of my body at that moment, and opened my mouth to scream.

Unfortunately, Jesse was faster.

He slammed a hand over my mouth, which caused tears to form in my eyes. Jesse's eyes softened, and his grip loosened slightly, not enough so I could escape, but enough to take the pain away.

He grabbed a small vial of a pink liquid, which seemed to glow. He opened the small lid, and gripped my chin gently. He moved my head back, exposing my neck, and my marks. He gently poured a small amount on one of the marks on my neck.

Leo's mark.

The pink liquid absorbed into the mark, and a stabbing pain filled the area there. I screamed, and threw my head back. Thousands of needles seemed to be shoving their way into that one spot endlessly.

I knew that Leo's mark was disappearing, I could tell. By the time the mark was gone, I was tired, the pain was excruciating, and I could barely take it.

He then turned to my collar bone.

Dylan, I thought.

He dumped the potion on the rest of the marks all at once. I had never felt anything so painful. Fire splashed through my veins, moving so slowly, the pain carried its way through my system. Jesse held me the whole time, murmuring sweet-nothings to me.

Why? Why is he doing this? And why is he holding me?

I could tell I was unmarked by the end of he pain, and that just made the loneliness worse. It hurt so much, my mates, gone.

Jesse smiled, he seemed too happy about all of this. He grabbed both of my weak arms, and pinned them over my head. I was too tired to do anything. I could feel Jesse remove his hand from my mouth and grab my chin. I saw a blurry figure that had dark hair and molten gold eyes come closer, these white things coming from his mouth.

I could feel this sharp pain in my neck. It felt like what a marking would feel like, but I wouldn't know. I could feel something warm and wet run over where the sharp pain was. Then, a warm body appeared by my side on the bed. I didn't see any blurry figure in front of me, so I'm guessing the guy moved to my side. I could feel his arms wrap around me, pinning me to him. I felt a vibration in my neck, where his mouth was.

Right as darkness took over, I could hear,

"You are mine now. All mine."

Mason

All I felt was pain and the loss of my mate.

I was chained to a wall of concrete, my other three sides having been made of metal bars. To my right was Anthony, and to my left was Luca. To say this wasn't cliché would have been an understatement.

After Mavis was taken from us, we had been dragged to the vampire and werewolf mansion, and locked up here. It's been at least two days, and all I could feel was the empty space where my mate should be. I'm upset at what they could be doing.

No, I'm pissed.

I was deep in thought, when a sharp pain jabbed through my chest. My collar bone felt as if a dagger had been shoved there, taken out, then changed with a silver dagger, and stabbed back inside, even deeper. I howled out in pain, joining the guys in their own agonizing yelps. The guards outside our cell just smirked. The one on the left leaned to the one on the right, and whispered loud enough for us to hear, and obviously in a mocking tone.

"I bet Alpha Jesse has finished unmarking his mate, our Luna, Mavis. I hear that he planned on unmarking her and marking her as his own today. I bet he'll even try to get her round with his pups soon after." The second one smirked and followed after.

"Yeah, and I hear that he's taking her back to the pack house, and claiming her."

Through the pain, anger slammed throughout me. My mate has been taken from me?!

I let out a howl of anguish, and felt rage brimming from every cell of my body. My poor angel must be suffering. The thought of my little mate in that devil's arms is enough to make me snap the chains holding me back, and lunge at the unsuspecting guards. The other guys seemed to mimick my movement, and let out snarls. The guards tried their best, but were no match.

I stood from the two crippled bodies, and the pools of blood that circled the guys and my feet, and glared at the other prisoners, who seemed to be watching us in awe.

I raised my voice to the prisoners.

"We are the Blood Brothers, the most well-known rogues of all time. Our mate is here, and we are going to rescue her. Are you in or out?"

The prisoners all seemed to stiffen with fear or curiosity. There wasn't a single soul out there that didn't know of the Blood Brothers. We're known for our ruthless attacks on packs that threaten us or others that we care about. We're known as heroes to pack-less wolves. Some of the prisoners here seemed to relax, even smile a bit.

My eyes gleamed in blood-hunger, and the prisoners glanced at each other warily, before turning back to me.

They nodded, and I smiled ruefully.

Leo flicked his hand, and we all went forward. We slashed open the locks, and the rogues and prisoners tumbled out.

I turned to the stairs, where the unsuspecting guards were.

"Let's go get out mate back!" Howled Leo, and we all followed after him, as he charged through the prison.

We're coming, little mate. Just hold on.

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