by Alana Dyer
"You monster..."
"He is our Alpha..."
"Why do you always kill packs..."
The crowd of Pinepaw wolves yell out in anger and frustration with the heavy scent of fear emanating in the air. I could see mothers holding their pups close to their bodies while guards create a path for us to walk through Rex falling back to walk behind us. Abby’s face catches my attention as she stares wide eyed at me, her mate being detained on stage behind his Alpha but I ignore the two faced bitch. As far as I am concerned she lost the right to be my friend months ago and her tear stained face brings no sympathy for her from me. Taking a spot slightly to the left of Sam I stand as straight as I can putting on a brave front waiting for the crowd to settle down. The four remaining Council of Elders Join us standing to the right of Sam a look of disgust on their faces as Dian sends me a relived smile. She is definitely my favourite Elder.
"Let me explain what is going on here." Tate starts off with once there is silence in the room.
"Your alpha here has been creating illegal breeders for his own gain and Laina - my mate - was forced to be one about seven months ago.” Confused murmurs follow Tate’s words with this new revelation. It seems like no one knew the truth about breeders being illegal. Well not no-one as Abby’s face holds a guilt stricken look. I know instantly that she knew about this and still allowed me to be one.
“Laina ran away a week after Sam forced himself on her in hopes of creating heirs since he had no mate. About seven weeks ago she ran into my territory where we learned we are mates and a week ago Sam kidnapped her knowing full well she was mated to me and forced himself on her nearly killing my mate.” Tate continues gasps of horror filling the air. I see wolves pulling their mate to their sides protectively as their eyes turn to me. I make sure my mate mark is displayed fully for all to see and nod to reaffirm Tate’s words. I could see the crowd warming up to my mate and gently reach out to squeeze Tate’s hand.
"We have also know that Mr. Samuel knew that Breeders were illegal but continued the practice anyways for two years after the law was passed, breaking the laws that we the Elders created to protect our kind." Dian states and the crowd break into outraged cries.
"Wait, you're saying that Breeders are illegal now?" A she wolf asks, pushing to the front of the crowd to search for answers from the Elders.
"They were made illegal over two years ago due to the fact of the trauma the girls went through. Samuel attended the meeting that day with his Beta and Beta Female when we talked to all the North American Alphas and Betas and he chose to ignore our laws and continue without informing all of you." Another elder says and the crowd grows angry once again, this time to the man they thought was a trustworthy Alpha. I feel a rise in blood lust emanating from some of the crowd members catching Alex stiffening. As a child of a breeder himself I have a feeling Alex is ready to rip Sam apart.
"It is why we give Tate Randall-Silvermoon permission to kill him in front of you – the pack members of Pinepaw - since Samuel and Samuel's close guards attacked his pack and since his mate Laina the Luna of Bloodsvain was kidnapped and violated by Samuel." Dian continues giving Tate a nod of approval to go ahead with this execution. The crowd roars for the kill and Tate grins as he kisses my forehead before walking to Sam. Fear radiates once again from the wolf tied down to the chair with Sam giving pleading looks for his freedom. But no amount of pleading will save Sam from his fate.
Tate begins by going to the broken leg giving it a light kick causing Sam to groan in pain. The sound of skin ripping away as my mate tears off the broken leg silences the crowd. Blood gushes from the wound where the limb once was as the dull thud echoes on stage with Tate discarding the useless limb. Next came an arm that is torn away quickly, causing the crowd to cheer the strong scent of blood filling the air. Fingers turn to claws and Tate reaches out shredding the now limp penis that Sam used to violate me, the blood curdling scream from the broken wolf sending waves of satisfaction through me. He deserved this and I am proud my mate got to be the one to make Sam impotent.
Finally with Sam getting close to death from blood loss Tate comes to stand behind Sam, his hands reaching around to slowly tear the head from Sam’s shoulder. The screams stop and silence resumes with the death of Sam. He would no longer be able to hurt another she-wolf again.
The crowd cheers the death of him as his Beta is brought in front of the crowd and Abby is dragged to kneel beside her mate. They were accomplices in creating new breeders knowing that they were illegal and their death will be handled by Pinepaw.
“Laina please help me!” Abby cries out pleading towards me. I turn a deaf ear to her please while the she-wolf struggles to break free from her captors. Instead I focus on my mate who envelopes me in a hug. I find myself being lifted into his strong arms once again being carried out of the pack house I plan to never set foot in. Pinepaw can burn for all I care after today. Entering the van with Rex the driver once again I settle in Tate’s lap, my head resting against his shoulder with a yawn.
"Laina Randall-Silvermoon." I say, testing my soon to be last name on my lips and smile a drowsy smile.
"Wolf shield of the silver moon." I translate the last name with a grin, sending a kiss to Tate’s mark before yawning once again. Tate chuckles at my sleepy words, kissing my temple and playing with my hair lulling me to a comfortable sleep now that I am once again safe beside him.
Chapter 27
It took us forty-eight hours to return to our pack, Rex driving faster than the speed limit permitted to distance ourselves from Pinepaw. Tate wanted to keep driving all through the night, but Rex suggested we rent a couple of Motel rooms the first night because of the condition my body is in due to the wolfsbane coursing through my system. And so with reluctance Tate agreed to Rex’s suggestion. Settling into a comfortable room I spent the night dozing in and out of sleep not able to fully find the release of a deep slumber even with my battered and exhausted body. Every time I would fall asleep I would find myself back in the cottage with Sam above my body that is chained to the familiar wooden bed. Each time that scene repeated itself I would scream awake from the nightmare, waking Tate who slept beside me and sending him into a panic state as he holds me close until my sobs die out.
After going through ten nightmares, Tate decided that is would be best if we left the Motel and continue to drive home. He refused to let me be alone for a second as I spent the majority of the drive in his lap with his fingers running through my hair. His touch made me feel safe and secured long enough to get some sleep and keep the nightmares at bay for a few brief moments. The only time away from him during our mad drive home would be when we stopped to grab gas and snacks and I would excuse myself to use the lady’s room. Tate’s main priority was caring for me – his mate. With the security of being by his side and the closer we were to home I was able to fall into a deep dreamless sleep without nightmares interrupting me.
The vehicle coming to a stop with the tingles of a gentle kiss being placed on my lips wakes me from my slumber. Groggily I look around noticing the familiar street and our home still decorated for Halloween. Tears of joy fill my eyes and slowly trickle down my face while strong arms pull me in for a long hug.
“Good morning Baby Girl, welcome home.” Tate whispers kissing the top of my head and giving me a reassuring smile. The door opens with Rex greeting us as Tate climbs out of the van still carrying me. The autumn wind breezes by causing me to shiver from the cold even with the blanket wrapped around me. Taking in the familiar scents and the decoration that I spent a full day setting out I try my best to stifle my relieved sobs.
I was home.
Quickly Tate rushes us inside, the warm air embracing me as I took in the scent of our home, closing my eyes and opening again to make sure this wasn’t a dream. The scent of Tate and I are stale but Julia’s is still fresh in the air as well as Chris and Jack. Right now the house held no sounds except the two of us breathing. I was happy with having just Tate and I home n
ot wanting to deal with a crowd of people.
“Can we go for a shower together? I just need to wash the memories away and it just be us for the moment. Please Tate help me forget Baby.” I ask quietly my voice pleading for my mate to take away the horrible experience and love me while resting my head on Tate’s shoulder and kissing his mark. I needed his touch and love right now. I needed my mate.
“Sure, sounds like a good idea.” He answers, carrying me up the stairs and into our bedroom past our comfy bed and to the bath room where he set me down on the marble counter with a chaste kiss. Turning away from me to start the walk in shower I watch Tate’s body move to complete the task. I drop the blanket from around me and carefully remove the long sleeve shirt from my body watching as Tate also removes his blood soaked clothing. I will ask him to have everything covered in blood taken away later and burned not wanting any memories of Pinepaw left in our home. Tate turns to face me, a smile on his face after checking the temperature of the water.
“Come here Baby.” He whispers, opening his arms and I hop down from my perch, taking those few steps into those safe familiar arms and burying my face into his chest – the only part that didn’t have blood on him.
“Anything you want to do today, we’ll do. Don’t worry about our pup. Eeva has Julia for the day to give you some time to relax.” He whispers, his face buried in my hair taking in my scent. I feel each of his muscle relax a little more with each deep breath he takes, his arms pulling me even closer to him. This past week without me must have been hard on Tate and I could only imagine the worry and anxiety he’s gone through with me kidnapped and taken away.
“Okay.” I mumble into his warm skin, kissing it gently before I pull away.
“Now let’s get cleaned up.” I add with a giggle as I step into the warm spray, Tate following me in soon after. The water started to turn red from all the blood and I grab a bar of soap, lathering Tate with it and massaging the soap into his body till all the blood is gone and he stood clean before me. Even his soft hair is free of blood after a long shampoo. I could see the exhaustion and dark circle under his eyes my heart throbbing with a slight pain knowing he did not get much sleep. We both needed some pampering with each other later.
“My turn to clean you sweet heart.” He announces playfully, taking the soap and putting it on the built in shower shelf beside him before spinning me around and washing my hair. I smiled as his fingers massage my scalp, leaning my head back and closing my eyes as he rinsed the chestnut locks clean. He repeats his movements with conditioner and when I thought he was going to rinse it out, he pulls my hair to the side letting the strands soak up the condition and massages soap into my back, getting stiff tensed muscles I didn’t know I had until his expert hands found them.
Finally he rinses my hair when he removes the soap suds from my back. I try to turn and face him but he stops me, pulling my clean back flush against him as his soapy hands massage the top of my chest and shoulders, trailing along my sides to my stomach before returning to cup my breast where he massages the skin clean, gently tugging and pinching my nipples causing a flushed heat of pleasure to shoot through my body as I let out a slow sensual moan. His lips press against my neck where my mate mark is situated, his teeth gently nipping at the sensitive skin causing my knees to weaken.
“What do you say we go and have some adult fun after our shower and I show you how much I worship not only you but your body mind and soul as well?” He whispers seductively into my ear, nipping my ear lobe gently.
“I say hurry up and get me clean then.” I reply back, my voice laced with lust as my arm snakes up and around his neck. The rest of the shower is a soapy blur as he moved as fast as he could to get me clean, wrapping a towel around our bodies and grabbing a few more that he splayed across the bed before depositing me in the middle, finding his place between my legs and massaging the tip if his hard cock against me, making me moan again as need built.
He takes his time though, kissing every inch of my body, suckling my breasts as his fingers found a steady rhythm inside me until he kissed his way down and swaps his fingers for his tongue, licking and tasting me until I came, screaming his name as I grip the wet towels. When I came back down from the euphoric high I find him between my legs, smirking as he spreads them wider with his tip against my wet entrance.
“Ready?” He asks playfully and I smile.
“For you, always.” He chuckles at my sweet reply and slowly pushes inside me, my moan of pleasure mixed with his as he fits perfectly inside. The base of his cock is pressed to my wet lips as he grinds against me for a few minutes, my body tensing from the pleasure he was building. Finally he starts moving, my legs wrapping around his waist as he started a slow thrust, building up the speed till he was bent over nipping my neck and amplifying the pleasure as he bites down on my mark, thrusting hard and fast into me. More orgasms rip through my body as I clutch and claw at his back and shoulders finding my release screaming his name and hearing him moan mine.
Finally I feel him tense above me the spot he has been favouring on my neck heating up where he bites down on it once again, causing me to tumble over the edge of ecstasy with him, his seeds spilling into me as I bite down on the base of his neck where his mate mark already resides the mate bond strengthening. We lay there panting, me curled into his side, the towels now on the ground as the blanket covers us and I smile; this is where I belong.
“I love you Tate.” I whisper, drawing small circles on his chest.
And I love you Laina.” He whispers back, pulling me closer to him. Soon his breathing evens out and I look up to see him fast asleep and I giggle, snuggling into him and joining him for a much needed nap.
Chapter 28
I groan as harsh light reaches my eyes, burying my face into the solid warm body that chuckles at my reaction to the midday sun. Sometimes I feel more like a vampire with how much I hated the bright star when sleeping.
"Hey beautiful are you hungry?" Tate asks, one hand rubbing my back, the other in my hair.
"Yes." I mumble, snuggling closer to him and sighing happily, getting another chuckle.
"Well we are going to have to get up to get food." He says, smoothing my hair away from my face and kissing the top of my head.
"Do we have to?" I ask quietly blinking my blurry sleep filled eyes at him with a yawn.
"You're adorable when tired you know that?" He muses, sending another kiss to my forehead and pulling me closer into his arms.
"So I've been told." I mumble and smile at another deep chuckle rumbling from my mate. It felt good seeing Tate relaxed and a little rested with the dark circles less notable under his eyes.
"C'mon baby girl. Let’s get dressed and make something to eat." He says encouragingly moving out from under me and causing my body to lie in an uncomfortable position.
"Fine." I groan, stretching out my sore body as I stand and head to the closet, grabbing a simple cotton bra and panty set, a pair of jeans that hug my hips and a tank top, throwing a soft long beige cardigan on top. I brush my long hair and put it onto a simple braid, turning around and coming face first into Tate's chest as he pulls me in for a hug.
"I forgot to give you this." He says, steadying me with one arm around my waist while holding out my phone.
"Thank you, I must have dropped it." I reply with happily taking the device and tucking it into my pocket.
"It was on the ground by the edge of the road." He whispers, his grip tightening on me and I knew what he was talking about. My heart aches looking into his pain filled eyes and I press closer into his body.
"Baby, I'm home safe and sound and in your arms. Everything is fine now and we have nothing to worry about. I'm here and I am not leaving." I say soothingly, pressing my hand against his cheek and kissing him lovingly.
"Besides, we have a wedding to plan." I add when we pull away, getting his breath taking smile and a deep chuckle as his free hand lands on the one I had cupping his face.
"I know B
aby. Now let’s get you some food." He whispers, my stomach growling to punctuate his words and I giggle. We make our way down to the kitchen and I flip the T.V. on, going through the guide to see what we can watch until I find Burlesque about to play and put it on. Tate had ingredients for a late brunch with bacon, eggs, hash browns and a fruit salad needing to be prepped. Walking over to the counter the two of us start cooking, me singing along to all the songs at the beginning and dancing around the kitchen happily.
"You seem to know the movie pretty well." Tate comments after the third song, Diamonds are a girl’s best friend.
"I know the dances as well." I retort with, winking and flipping a few pieces of bacon.
"This I have to see." He chuckles, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Depends on how sore my muscles are when it gets to my favourite songs." I say coyly, smiling when he moves to wrap his arms around me from behind.
"Well then they are going to be sore for a while." He whispers, nipping my mark and causing me to moan as his lips leave soft kisses trailing along my neck and shoulder.
"Food first, then we figure out what to do afterwards." I say, my breath coming out in pants.
"Okay Baby." He laughs and starts dishing everything out as I place the last piece of bacon on a paper towel lined plate. We sit and relax, munching on our brunch side by side, snuggling and taking our time as we enjoy the movie getting to the best parts.
"So what’s the story behind this movie?" Tate finally asks and I giggle.
"It’s a musical basically. Small town girl trying to make it in L.A in a classy strip club called a Burlesque club. I grew up watching it with Chris because it’s a really good movie. I got into dancing because of this and Chris was more than happy at the time to see me go to the local dance hall in town by the pack." I state and he whistles impressed by my confession.