The Alpha's Princess

Chapter 13:

Beck's POV:

"Are you ready sweetheart," I murmured in her ear. She was curled against my chest, my arms were wrapped around her, and she was holding on to my bicep. She nodded numbly. "Alright let's do this." I uncapped my pen and grabbed the remote to control the screen.

"First up we have Shawn Compton." I said with a sigh. Alexia's silver eyes flickered to the screen, and she studied the picture. She took a breath and stated robotically.

"He beat me, starved me and groped me." I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

Calm down, I told Leo, who was pacing and snarling inside my head.

He hurt Mate, I can't calm down.

Try, we have to be here to comfort Lexi.

I'll try my best.

Thank you. The growls stopped and I clicked a button on the remote. "Hayden Longfellow." She stopped, her eyes stared blankly at the screen.

"He tortured me and beat me, but never touched me." She closed her eyes and laid her head on my chest. God damn, this was a lot harder to hear than I thought it was.

"Jeffrey Fuller," I said and studied her for a minute, before turning my attention back to the screen.

"Rape." she said quietly. My gaze snapped to her face and I watched a single tear roll down her cheek. Leo growled and roared through my head. A soft growl of my own rumbled through my chest. I clenched and unclenched my fist, my heart breaking, thinking about what my princess had been through.

"Sweetheart...C'mere. It's ok. I'm so so sorry," I whispered and took her face in my hands. I kissed her tear away then pressed my lips to her forehead, rubbing my thumb over her cheeks. She kept her eyes closed, but began to shake lightly. I pulled her back to my chest and rubbed her back. After a minute, "You ready to keep going?" She nodded and I clicked the remote. Great only 22 more bastards to go through.

We continued through each of the guards, Alexia remained calm throughout the whole thing. I was so unbelievably proud of her. Not only had she survvived all this god-awful torture, but she was recounting it all, to a room full of guys. All without having a complete breakdown. She answered any questions the guys had about how she had been tortured, trying to gauge the severity of her abuse. I could tell that they were upset, I could hear their thoughts going a million miles a minute through the pack link. Not only were they taking everything in and were upset, but they were angry. They were already fiercely protective of Lexi as their Luna. Once they learned how badly she was treated, they were pissed to say the least.

Occasionally a tear would slip out of the corner of her eye, and I would stop a minute to soothe her. She would fist her hands into my shirt each time the picture changed. A few times, a new picture would appear and she would flinch away. My poor baby. Honestly, I was surprised she was still alive, that she had been strong enough to withstand all of this. I don't think I could've.

Finally we got to the last picture, the one I had been waiting to see. I wanted to know just what he had done to my princess. Then I would be at peace ripping him limb from limb, knowing he was getting just what he deserved.

"Last one baby," I whispered, kissing her temple.

"Logan Fitzgerald." Lex had had this blank look on her face, but once the picture popped up she jumped back and began shaking uncontrollably. "Princess? Lexi? Sweetheart? What's wrong? What's the matter? Talk to me baby." I said taking her face in my hands and forcing her to look at me.

"It's him," she whispered, tears flooding her eyes. "Oh God, Beck it's him!" she sobbed burying her head in her hands. I lifted her chin.

"Who baby?" I said searching her face.