Accepted? (BxB)

Kidnapped (Part 2)

Doesn't have anything to do with this chapter, but here's Doctor Cindy ^^^^
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  *Drew's P.OV.*

  I should have gone with him. I should have gotten up and gone to the kitchen with him. But no, instead, I went to sleep. And what happened? He gets kidnapped by none other than Cade. We knew it was him because his scent was everywhere in the kitchen. We tried to track them, but Cade must have covered their scents. Just wait until I get my hands on the little piece of shit.

  I tried mind linking Troy again, but it couldn't go through. "Alpha?" I heard a knock at the door. I turned, only to find my Beta standing there, a sad look on his face. "Yes, Lukas?" I said with a distressed sigh. "Kai is awake, he's crying." Lukas said. I nodded, walking out of my office and to my room.

  I walked in, only to hear the wails of my sweet little baby boy. I walked to him, picking him up from his crib. I cradled him gently. Hus crying ceased slowly. Soon, he laid silently, his bright blur eyes staring at me with such curiosity. As I looked into his eyes, all I saw was Troy. His plump pink lips, his mesmerizing blue eyes, his soft brown hair. I broke down right then.

  I cried, my tears rushing down my cheeks. I watched as Kai's face twisted into one of what seemed to be sympathy. His small chubby hand reached up and touched my cheek. He seemed to be trying to wipe away my tears. I smiled, chuckling. I kept crying though, I wasn't strong without Troy.

  Suddenly, a voice burst into my mind. "Drew..." It was Troy. His voice was weak and our connection was faint. "Cade...woods...abandoned...help." Was all I got before the connection was gone. Within these few seconds, I could feel every single one of his emotions right then. Fear, confusion, pain. Both emotionally and physical. I gently laid Kai in his crib, asking one of the Nurturers to watch him until I was back. I knew where Troy was, and I was going to find him.

  And when I did, I was going to kill that piece of shit, Cade.

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  *Troy's P.OV.*

  I managed to get through to Drew just before Cade had drugged me again. He had raped me again that day, over four times. My body was howling in pain, both because of the sexual abuse and because Cade had given me even more whippings.

  I heard a door slam and I lifted my head from its current position. Cade had left me naked, chained to the back wall. I watched as Cade strode in, anger rolling off him in waves. He stormed up to me, and wrapped his fingers tightly around my throat. "How did you contact them?!" He yelled in my face, his breath reeking of alcohol.

  I flinched, ignoring him. "Tell me!" He screeched, his fingers tightening, cutting off my air. Just then, Drew burst in. His shirt and pants torn, his chest heaving heavily. I still struggled to breath, and I began to feel dizzy. Cade let go of my throat, only to hold a silver knife to my throat instead. I took deep breaths, tears trying to escape.

  Drew's blue eyes went dark as he saw the knife. Going completely pitch black. He growled loudly and threateningly, causing me to flinch in fear. Drew began to shake uncontrollably, causing Cade's eyes to go wide. He stepped back from me, dropping the knife. Drew shifted, attacking Cade.

  He screamed in agony, the way I had when he had tortured me. I watched as Drew's wolf took control, and ripped the head off of Cade's body, then tossing it away. He shifted back, his anger still intact. I flinched as he stepped up to me, his eyes still black. I turned my head, closing my eyes and waiting for some form of weapon to come in contact with my face. Instead, Drew pulled my face to his and kissed me hungrily but gently.

  "Mate." He whispered, his voice gruff as he pulled away. He pulled away, his eyes back to blue. I relaxed slightly, pulling at the chains. The silver dug into my skin and I howled with pain. Drew looked pain and studied the chains. He touched the chains, flinching as the silver came in contact with his skin. "Don't touch them." I said, as if scolding a small child. I didn't want Drew to be hurt. "Stop worrying about me, its my job to be worried about you." He said, looking into my eyes. I wanted to argue, to say that it was also my job to worry about him.

  Out of nowhere, Drew gripped the chains that restrained my hands. He pulled on them, screaming in pain as the sliver burned his hands. "Stop!" I screamed, feeling the excruciating pain he felt right then. He shook his head no, continuing to yank on the chains. Finally, he pulled them from the wall, and off my wrists. I fell to the ground, my legs still chained to the ground. Drew hissed, the palms of his hands burned, the flesh scarred and peeling. "Soak your hands." I said, tugging on the chains remaining. I squeaked in pain. He grew slightly angry. "No." He told me firmly, kneeling to the ground and pulling on my ankle chains. He got them off and I collapsed onto the concrete floor. I curled into fetal position, feeling worthless.

  "No your not." Drew said, pulling my into his arms. I flinched from open wounds. I nodded, crying again. "I couldn't even stop him." I whispered. "I'm weak, worthless." I said, pulling away from Drew. I sat in my knees, crying into my hands. "Troy, this is not your doing. You couldn't have stopped him if you tried. He was a sick, determined bastard." Drew said, coming behind me and lying his head on my shoulder. "He didn't only whip me." I spoke quietly, crying harder.

  "Please tell me what else he did?" He asked gently, and I could hear the fear shining in his voice. Everly single thing he did came flooding back and I couldn't get the words out. Instead, I showed him a small gesture. I reached my hands around my back and rested them lightly on my ass. Drew growled sadly. "No," He whispered.

  "I wasn't there to protect you. I'm sorry, Troy. I failed you." He whispered in my ear, his voice distraught. I felt his tears on my shoulder. I turned around, staring him in the eyes. They were strained, tired, red, and held a look I'd only seen once before. In my own face. The look of sadness, the look of being broken; inside and out. "Don't cry, please. You didn't fail me. I love you." I said, falling into him, gripping his back in a tight hug. He hugged me back gently, and I could tell he was holding back a sob.

  "I love you too."

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Sorry about the ending guys. I almost cried writing this chapter!    :'( I HOPE YOU LIKED IT THOUGH, HOMISEXUALS