An Alphas Call

Chapter 7: A Mates Love

Her tiny body barely hindered me as I carried her up the stairs. She was trying her best to get out of my hold, but her attempts were no match for my strength. I could smell the pure fear resonating off of her in sickening waves, it was constant and I hated it.

I hated that I was the reason for her fear, I'm the one person in this world that she should never have to be scared of, but I fucked that up royally.

The day she was thrown into my office, after spending time in the cells, will haunt me until the end of time. Her tiny, malnourished body that was bruised and bloodied, her matted hair and the look of pure hatred and intense fear that shone in those beautiful deep green eyes, was absolutely heart breaking.

I wanted to kill everyone that had laid a finger on her; I wanted to rip them limb from limb; make them suffer for what they have done to my mate. But the sick reality was that the only reason my mate lay before me in such a state, was in fact, because of me.

I had done this. Every scratch, bruise or mental scar that resided on her body and in her mind, was purely my doing. I set the orders, I only had myself to blame.

My Beta was so filled with remorse for hurting his Luna, that he stepped down from the role. Luna's are respected, loved and cared for tremendously by the pack. So, for him to have first hand witnessed and performed the torture that my mate had to bare... must be excruciatingly painful... but not as painful as this.

My own mate hates me. My wolf instincts are screaming at me to mark her, if I do that then she will have no choice but to stay. In time she may love me if she can't leave me.

I place her small body on the bed and she immediately tries to escape me. My wolf doesn't like that, not one bit. She's constantly trying to get away, when all my instincts are screaming at me to hold her close. I can feel my wolf side taking over, I just want to hold her, have her close to my body.

Once she's under me, her tiny wrists are pinned down by my large hands and I can't help but take note on just how small they really are. I feel as though if I were to apply too much pressure, they may just snap.

Her petite body feels so fucking good against mine and I love it. I try to stay in control, to reel in my urges. But it isn't until I catch sight of my loves emerald eye's glossing over as a tear screams down her face, that I register her shaking form. The way her lips tremble and her eye's are wide with fright, as she looks over to the side, just waiting for me to do her harm.

My heart breaks. I'm trying to convince her that I won't hurt her, but here I am, fucking pinning her down and acting like a senseless, bloody beast! 

"P-please... please d-don't hurt me. You... y-you said you w-wouldn't."

Great fucking going Darius. She's probably more scared of you now than she has been since you found her again. I mentally curse my idiotic behaviour. I need to reign in my instincts more, I can't be so rough with her at the moment, she needs time.

I leave the room, I can't think properly around her. Everything in me wants to be close to her but I know that she doesn't want that. I make my way to the bottom floor, where my sisters room is. Since she has taken on the role as Beta, she now resides with me in my house, rather than the regular pack house. It makes things easier for pack business arrangements.

I softly knock on the door but get now reply, she must be out on a run. So I enter and take a pair of pyjamas before making my way back to the spare room, that Cassady is currently in.

I can smell her from the floor below, her scent is beautifully intoxicating. I can't pin it down, it is nothing like anything that I have smelt before. But it's sweet and comforting. I can't help but wonder if I have, at least, some sort of affect on her like that. Even if it's the tinniest amount, I think I would loose my mind from happiness.

But I highly doubt it at the moment. She can't even look me in the eye's, even as I am passing her the pyjamas, she avoids eye contact with me, turning her face away from where I am standing. I leave her to rest, knowing that she must be exhausted.

I lie in bed, wide awake. I can hear her even breathing from my room. It's soothing and I want nothing more than to charge in there and wrap my arms around her as she sleeps on my chest. Suddenly the breathing becomes harsh and laboured, I sit up, worry washes over me as I listen harder for more signs of distress.

She starts talking in her sleep, screaming even. Though it's slurred, the pure fear is very much evident in her terrified tone.

I charge out of my room and down the hall and into the room my little mate is sleeping in. What I see crushes me. On the bed is a writhing Cassady, her face is stained with tears as she rolls around in her sleep. She's scratching at her wrists, begging for the pain to stop over and over again.

I whimper and before I can even think I'm cradling her in my arms, holding her tightly to my chest.

Eventually her breathing evens out and her face looks peaceful.

I can't help but linger on her features. Her tear stained eyelashes are long and beautiful, her cheeks are red from crying and her cute little button nose is no longer scrunched up in discomfort.

I check her wrists to see if the scratches are healing and to my relief, they are. But once they're gone, what's left has me supressing a growl. On her wrists are almost burn like looking scars, that I know could only be left by silver. I know exactly where she got it from and it makes bile rise to my mouth. How had I not seen them before? I have held her wrists more than once and still, I havent noticed them. I did this. My mate is scarred because of me; She suffers because of me.

"I promise you little one, that I will do everything in my power to make this alright... never again will you suffer, or so help me God."

She presses closer to me in her sleep, inhaling deeply as her face snuggles into my chest. I bury my nose in her hair, deeply inhaling her sweet scent, taking comfort in the fact that my mate is safe and in my arms, after all this time.

"I will protect you, even if that means sacrificing my life."

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