A Mate For Dallas (Lone Star Pack 2)

Blast From the pass.

Dallas POV

Moving on hurt, after a hard day of training the pack wolves, I return to my empty home to heat up a tuna casserole that's been in the fridge from 2 weeks.

After heating up my dinner, I cham down into the casserole. This was what my life had some up to, going out and training the pack and coming home at nights to reheat food one of the elderly Ladies in the pack prepared for me.

I was going up the stairs, when I lost my balance and slip. "Fu*k," I said, I hit my head against the wall.

I slowly opened my eyes, "Dallas where are you?" I was sinking I couldn't response, my brother was frantically searching the water for me.

I was loosing air, I wriggled my body but it was no use my feet were stuck, looking up to the light.

I open my mouth to try to breath because my lungs gave out but instead water rush into my lungs, I was scared. "I'm dead," was the last thought, I jumped up.

They were getting worse, ever time I go to bed I keep reliving those moments of my life, I drown that day. It was Austin that never gave up and kept on looking until he found my lifeless body floating at the bottom of the lake.

From I've been alone in this house. I've been plague with the same nightmares, in the other dreams I have there related to my mom.

She visit me and tells me " I'm a failure and hates my guts because I'm the reason she married my dad," she says.

I know its in my mind but it cut deep and apart of me can't help to wonder if that's how she really felt, I get up of the ground and my head begins the thrum, "AH! it hurts," I said in pain. "This will leave a mark," I tell myself.

After regaining my barrings, I decided its better to sleep down stairs tonight, so I crash on the sofa.

Lamar POV

"Boy stay still," he said. "Please don't hit me again," I say to dad.

"I don't know why I fell for a human like your mom, she couldn't take the pressure of giving birth to you and she died, you killed her you half bread," my dad says.

"Look at you, I've just gave you a few kicks and your crying and hugging your self like a baby," he says.

I was scared, the torture started from I was four, he would come to my room and use different spells and potions to inflict my punishment, I was the "monster that killed his wife," as if I ask to be born.

I got fed up and decided to run away, after leaving form home I ran through the back of the woods. " freedom," that's all that went through my mind but it was short lived the moment I step foot off the property a spell was activated and I was in my room again.

From that day of my attempted escape the torture sessions became longer and more gruesome, at some point I lost my soul and my will to live.

One night while I sat in my room waiting to be poison, electrified or hit, nothing happened. I kept on waiting the second night until a month had pass,

I was malnourished and just waiting for death to come. But before death could get to me a boy name Stewart came and beat him to the punch.

He was my savoir he took me from my prison and set me free.

What do you think of there internal talk, the torture they both have from the pass.