The Alpha's Mate

Chapter 5

The tiny, delicte drops of water pelted us all as we made our way to the flat. I froze when I saw my fathers car parked in front of it. That wasn't there this morning.

"Hope. Take the others to the pack house. I will get the stuff," Cherry had asked if I could go for a sleep over at the pack house so I asked if I could bring the children. The answer was yes so here I was. It had been around 15 minutes since I left school and was feeling as high as a kite. Looks like that was about to change.

I crept into the dingy flat and looked around. There was no one out in the hallway but I could hear a lot of drunken shouting and laughter. I slipped straight into the bedroom and packed everything we would need. I packed for more than one night so that I could hopefully persuade Baxton to allow us to stay for the weekend.

I ended up with three big bags. There was no way I was going to be able to get those out of the door so I threw them one at a time out of the window to the ground below. I thought about going that way too but then I remembered the meat I had left out this morning to defrost. Knowing him he would probably leave it out till it stunk. So I crept back out into the hall. Little did I know that he was already out there, waiting.

He grabbed a handful of my hair and dragged me through to the living room to see his friends who were practically unbuckling their belts and pulling down their pants.

"May I introduced to you my eldest daughter, Saliva. Not the prettiest but she will do for the night," he slurred. I felt tears sting in my wide eyes as he glared down at me. Not again! "Speaking of pretty, where's Home?" I gasped. No! He could do what he liked to me but not her.

"No! No, not Hope! Please! You've got me! Take me! Please!" I knew they weren't there but once he discovered that for himself we will all be gonners. To emphasise my point I ripped off my jacket and chucked it on the floor. "See?"

Several of the men were drooling and licking their lips. One even stood up but my father just looked at me in disgust. "No one likes a desperate woman," he then turned and started walking towards the open door. The one who had stood up came over to me and started groping me.

"Come and dance with me, babe," he purred in what I think was supposed to be a seductive manor. The stench of alcohol almost makes me heave but I held it in. I was frozen.

"Home! Home darling! Daddy wants to talk to you!" He said in a sing song voice. The guy holding me slipped his hand down the front of my trousers and began rubbing. It feel so wrong to be with anyone but my mate but I couldn't help the orgasm that overwhelmed me as he slipped two fingers inside and started pumping. My body moved as if on it's own accord and I ended up with one arm on his shoulder digging into his shirt. The top half of my body and my other arm hung numbly off of him while my bottom half was moving closer to his. His fingers moved faster inside me. Whoever this man was, he had experience. I let out a loud moan and my breathing quickened. I was reaching my climax.

What the hell was wrong with me? Then I realized what was happening. My heat! The slightest sexual contact and my wolf would go crazy and it would be that way until I mated with Baxton. It must have just kicked in. And that bastard could smell it as well. I just knew it! At the same time as my epiphany a loud roar echoed through the flat. Shit! I hadn't even noticed him leaving the room. I snapped back to my senses and pushed him off of me with ease. He stumbled back as he tore through the room. It took mere seconds for him to get to me.

"This..." he roared, plunging a blade into my stomach. I didn't even notice the knife in his hand. "...is for driving my mate away!" He pulled out the knife and blood gushed out of the gaping wound. I was too numb to feel any pain but my breathing laboured as I stared up into his cold eyes. "This..." in want the knife again only this time in a different point in my stomach. "...is for taking my children away from me," he snarled. "And this..." he took it out and plunged it in again this time twisting it slightly. "...is for being my god damn daughter," it seethed. There was no longer a man in those furious eyes. All that was left was a monster. He dragged my wounded body and literally threw me out of the front door. My head hit the ground with a loud crack. "And don't even think of coming back!" He hissed at me and slammed the door shut leaving me broken and helpless on the cold concrete.

My numbness subsided and I was hit with a sudden tsunami of pain. My head throbbed and a blinding pain forced its way through my temples. The wounds on my stomach burned and itched and ached and shot a burning pain through every nerve in my body with every movement I made. However, the only thought going through my mind at the moment was getting to the children. If I was not allowed back then neither were they. The rain burns my wounds as it washed away the gushing blood. I shakily got to my feet and despite the blurriness of my vision I managed to make out our bags on the ground. Hopefully our stuff wasn't too wet. I somehow managed to find enough strength in me to pick them up and I staggered off in the direction of the pack house. The streets were empty so thankfully no one saw me. I saw the light of the huge mansion in the distance and picked up speed. When I finally got to the large double doors I no longer had any strength to even knock. All I could do was push my body into it a few times. I took a slight step back to stop myself from swaying. I looked down and that's when I saw it. A small black kitchen knife sticking out of my stomach. I had to get it out! The bags dropped down at my feet with a bang and I pressed one hand down lightly on my stomach. I gripped the warm plastic. It slipped straight out just as the door opened to reveal a young girl around my age standing there. A little behind her I could see Baxton standing. Relief flows through me and I dropped the knife. A small whimper fell from my lips as I dropped to the ground but I didn't feel myself connect with it. I was wrapped up in big strong arms and the darkness took over.

Again short but still very important.

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