Chapter Twenty-Six

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{Octavia's Point of View}

{This chapter contains gore, blood, and violence, along with more rape.  This is possibly a trigger to some people.  You were warned.}

It has been almost a week and a half since I had heard from Winifred.  

Ana and Janessa had done their best to try to ease the pain that had blossomed in my chest from the breaking of the mate bond.  I had to find her.  I had dropped weight, my fur was dirty and dingy, and my wolf wasn't listening to me, no matter what I tried.  I was pushing my guys hard, but we had to get there.  We were less than a few hours run from where Winifred had told me they were.

I pushed myself harder, wanting this to be over already.  I know my guys were tired.  I felt bad enough about it already, but we were so close.  I stopped when I smelt Winifred's scent, almost tripping over myself.  When I stopped abruptly, Ana ran into me, and I was knocked over.  Not that I cared.  When I stood, Ana was on her back with her belly bared to me, assuming I would get angry.  Which, I would have if it had been a week earlier.

"We're outside of the building now.  Anyone wanting to stay outside, do so.  I'm going in.  I won't be coming back until I have my mate.  If I don't come back in a few hours time, Ana will take over the pack."

Everyone shuffled their paws,  but lowered their heads in acceptance.  I turned when no-one said anything.  I flicked my fluffy ears back and forth, not wanting to be caught off-guard, but also not caring enough to be stealthy.  The doors to the abandoned hospital opened with a very soft whir and I darted inside.  I kept an ear forward and continued on my path, following Winifred's scent.

I growled deeply when I heard her crying.

I let out a sigh when I heard that she was alive.  Thank the Moon Goddess.  I padded down the way too clean hallway towards her crying.  I could hear grunting noises, but I didn't care about those right now.  I didn't put two and two together with the grunting, the smell of arousal, and the crying.  Until I came to a locked door.  I shifted into my human form and growled deeply, much too deeply for a human.  I grabbed the door handle and ripped the door off of its hinges.  I threw it across the hallway.

My body was trembling when I saw that Winifred was handcuffed to the bed and there was a woman on top of her, raping her.  The woman was too busy thrusting to notice me, I suppose.  My eyes were black when I made it to the bed and grabbed the back of her neck.  I squeezed, hard enough to crush her neck, but since I was weak, it wasn't enough.  She looked at me, recognition flashing across her face before I grabbed her and threw her across the room.

Her body hit the wall with a sickening thud, but I knew better than that.  Winifred tried to hide her body, but she wasn't able to.  She wouldn't look at me.

"Winifred... I'm so glad you're alive..."

I murmured, reaching for the handcuffs that bound her when she screamed at me.

"NO!  They're silver!"

Her voice didn't sound like her own, but I nodded when she spoke to me.  Without caring, I reached the handcuffs and winced when the silver burned me.  I didn't care.  I gritted my teeth and broke the cuffs, releasing her.  I was so glad that she was alive.  When I had released her, I pulled her off of the bed and against my body.  She was crying into my body and holding me like she was never going to see me again.  I just whispered soothing words to her as I held her as close as I dared.

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