Because You're Mine (COMPLETED)

Chapter 119: Mitch

I wake up to a flair of pain on my back.

I hang there gasping for air as another flair of pain hits me, making me scream.

"Oh, good." Rick says from behind me. "You're awake."

"No t-thanks to yo-ou." I stutter out, unable to take a deep breath.

"So, I've come up with an idea." He comes around is playing with a whip. That must have been what he hit me with.

"And that is?"

"I've decided to let Addalin go."

I look up at him in disbelief. "You're lying."

"On the contrary." He says, twirling the whip around, then his arm twitches and I feel pain across my chest. I choke as I try to breath. "I'm letting her go, if you agree to stay with me. You make the pack stop looking for you and you hide away with me."

I wheeze. "Why would I do that? Why would I hide away with you?"

"I could just kill you."

"Better that then living with you. Please, just let her go, shes just a baby. There's nothing she can do for you."

"Perhaps. Which is why I'm letting her go regardless of what you said. I have no intention of doing any more harm. Shes too pretty." He knees down next there her pen and strokes her cheek. "God, she looks like Scott. Its those eyes. Its like they can stare into your soul."

"So you are letting her go?" I ask hopefully.

He nods as he smiles at her. "Indeed I am. I have no use for her and since you're willing do die for her, I figured I'd have more fun." He stood. "Oswald!" He calked out.

Then another man who I didn't recognize walked in and faced Rick. "Yes sir?"

"Take Addalin home. Leave her on the doorstep and run away as fast as you can after you knock." He instructs. "Oh, and I want confirmation that she arrived safely."

"Yes sir." Oswald nods.

Addalin looks at me with big eyes.

Momma, don't let them take me.

Youre going home baby girl. Daddys waiting for you. I love you.

Momma...

Its okay baby girl, take care of daddy for me.

I sniffle when she doesn't respond. At this point with her I've stopped being surprised and have accepted the fact that she can mind-link.

How?

I have no idea.

I watch as oswald carries my daughter. Her and I don't break eye contact until he has to turn. I blink away the tears.

"Scott will kill you." I say through my tears. "It doesn't matter if you let her go."

"And that, my little omega, is why you are my insurance policy." He smirks.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, if Scotty wants to try anything funny, I'll kill you without a second thought."

"Might as well kill me now then. Scotts not that stupid. So whatever your planning, you can forget it."

"I don't think so, Mitchy. But hey, at least you daughters safe." He pats my cheek.

"Don't touch me."

"Ha. You are literally chained to the ceiling, what are you gonna do?"

For some reason, his taunting made me beyond angry. I glare at him and his eyes go wide. "What are you doing? Ho-how are you doing that?"

I feel a massive surge of strength and ignore his question as I pull down as hard as I can, waiting for the chains to snap. I grin when I hear links break and I crouch and cover my head as the chains fall out of the ceiling.

It takes me a second to get used to standing again, but seeing as Rick is standing there in shock, I think I'm fine.

"What are you?" He asks as I stand up.

"Oh, sweetie." I chuckle limping over to the wall and ripping of a large piece of piping. Like mother, like daughter, I guess. "You fucked with the wrooong bitch." I swing and nail him across the face.

He falls over for only a second before his eyes flare red and he stands up. "How are you doing this?" He asks.

"Doing what? Whooping your ass? You pissed me off. You hit my daughter, you're stupid goons shot my husband, and you kidnapped me." I hit him again. "Stupid fucking idiot. I've already been kidnapped before and even they didn't manage to break me. I was raped, and beaten, and starved. They sent me into labor and I had Addalin less than two hours later. This is pussy shit what you were doing. Making me cut myself? Nothing I haven't already done. I've already tried to kill myself. Nothing that you can do to me will break me. It was a real low move, but using my own child against me? Ha! Shes a baby and was throwing piping at you. Not to mentions shes a way more powerful alpha than you'll ever be." He growls at me.

"I have no idea what you are. But if you keep this up, I will have Oswald kill Addalin."

"If you value your life at all, you won't make that call." I look down at him darkly, pushing the sharp end of the pipe into his neck.

He just looks at me. I see fear and I enjoy it. "Let me go." I tell him.

"You just as bad as me."

"What?" I growl.

"You have that bloodlust in your eyes. Which are red, by the way." He says, gaining back his confidence.

"What do you mean they're red?" I push the pipe further into his neck.

"I mean, they're alpha red. What are you?"

"I'm a mother who's child you put in danger." I snarl. "Who gives a fuck what color my eyes are? I'd be worried about my life if I were you, seeing how, if I push this pipe in much further, I'll puncture you throat." I pause. "Give me your phone."

"Why would I do that?" He strains. I push the pipe in more. "Its in my pocket!" He yelled. "I'll get it!" He reaches into his pocket and hands me the phone. I grab it and back up a slight bit.

I punch in Scott's number and hit call.

"Hello?" He answered.

"You're alive!" Tears immediately come to my eyes. I look at Rick and see that he's trying to move I come forward and push the pipe back into his throat.

"Who is this?" He asked me.

"Baby, its me. Mitch."

"What? How are you- what- where are you?"

I look at Rick. "Tell me where we are." I growl. Its a deep growl. Nothing like my normal one.

He spit at me. I tell and hit him with the pipe again. "TELL ME!" I shout.

"Warehouse! W-west Avenue an-and 6th." He looks terrified.

"Mitch?" Scott asks.

"West Avenue and 6th. A warehouse. Addalin isn't here. He let her go." I sniffle as that weird power surge begins to fade.

"We'll be there as soon as we can. Hang tight, baby. I love you so much."

"I love you too." I hang up.

"Gross. That was disgusting." Rick says.

Fed up, with a sudden jerk of my hand the pipe sinks into the flesh of his throat. "No one fucks with my family and gets away with it." I say before I grab his knife from him and walk out.

I hate in-laws.

I'm proud of Mitchy. Anyone else?

Queen whooped ass!!!!

Love y'all