Chapter 205

Chapter 59 – Sabastian Gavino POV I wait for my Clara to come, having felt the bond shift when I joined Gabriel’s pack, not something I had planned on doing when I came over. I had heard him, the howls, getting louder and louder when his mate didn’t respond, heartbreaking. “I am going to him,” I told Clara frowning, “he is in pain.” She nods, unhappy with this situation as well, but it was bound to happen. George, my grandson, should never have been put in charge of the family business, he was never the right person, but by default he took over. When I learned Chelsea Gabriels’ mate was a white wolf, I pitied my great grandson, but offered my help in any ways possible, so leaving my old pack, one I had been in for hundreds of years was what I had to do. The Lore was coming true; he relieved enough, too much for me not to leave my pack. When the Elders searched my head and found out that Chelsea, his mate had two wolves, both white, they would leave no rock unturned to find her and hide her away. Right now, whoever had Chelsea, the Elders thought they were doing them a favor, but I knew better, Gabriel wouldn’t give up, I wouldn’t let him. I owed it to my sister and too Chelsea to help. I had told Jay many years back, to keep his mate… even knew of the house he bought for him and her, but the pack made it difficult for him, he had no supporters, there was an attack and he was torn in two. Protect his mate, or protect his kids, in the end, he chose wrong and I told him that. Now he has finally seen the truth, he calls his brother, leaving his babies with his brother while he tries to see if he can break the bond between him and Rian. Troppo poco e troppo tardi. Too little, too late. . . . Gabriel Gavino POV ~ + ~ + ~ + ~ + DREAM + ~ + ~ + ~ + ~ There’s no Rusty here, he doesn’t want Angel, doesn’t want me, he wants Amara. Like’s her more, but he doesn’t call her Angel, only me. Rusty calls me Angel, but bad master calls me Kitten, master before that called me girl. Masters hurt Angel; hurt my mouth, neck, front, back, hands, all over, but not Rusty. Only safe with Rusty. My Rusty. But not my Rusty anymore, Amara’s Rusty. Rusty give me back to old bad Master. Rusty only like Amara, makes Rusty smile big. Angel in dark room now, all alone, doesn’t like being all alone anymore. Angel misses Rusty. Angel misses Mother. Angel misses Becca. Angel misses McKenna. Angel misses playing with Cody. Angel misses Dana. Angel doesn’t miss Amara, Amara took Rusty away. Rusty no love Angel when Amara come. Amara watch angel with bad master face, get angry. Rusty was good, gave Angel food, hugs, nice touch, but no love Angel. Rusty likes Amara more than Angel, because she talks and Angel can’t talk. . . . Asked Catalena how to make Amara gone, Catalena say Rusty like Amara, she makes Rusty happy. But I could make Rusty happy, do anything to make Rusty happy, but Angel can’t talk. Now Angel not Angel anymore, Angel is a dog now. Hurt. Ow. Back with old bad master, bad smile; say ‘Kitten has babies he can train.’ He’s bad Angel, voice in my head say about Bad Master, he wants to hurt us, hurt pups. Pups? I ask the voice in my head. Babies like Cody inside Angel the voice answers. . . . Babies like Cody? Angels’ babies with mate. Mate? Rusty is mate. The bad man wants to hurt babies, like he hurt Kitten… voice in my head tells me, I don’t want the babies to be hurt I think. . . . “You can have any that are male, I will take the girls,” I hear on the other side of the door, where bad master is. “You don’t want her? We only need some of her blood… and the ring, we don’t have it yet! She is a White wolf, but the pure one we have her now…” a woman voice says, Angel never heard the voice before. It’s not mother… or Becca or Dana… and not McKenna… can’t see the woman’s face, but Bad Master brings girl in. “Well you have both now, we wait until she has the babies, you take what you want and I get what I want,” Bad Master says. . . . Dark room, but I see Bad Master put girl here. Brown hair, not like me, I have yellow hair. I walk to girl on four feet, girl sleeping, but have bad man puts shot on girl like Rusty did on me to make me better, but I was awake. Girl not awake, I poke girl with my head, but she doesn’t wake up. Maybe girl can wake up and help Angel and voice leave Bad Masters. So I wait… and watch girl. Girl doesn’t move, only sleep. Sleep. Sleep. “We don’t know how strong she is; best to keep her like this now…” Bad Master says outside the door. “We took the sister, but she is human” woman voice says to Bad Master. Bad Master comes in room, sticks sleeping girl again, pets Kitten, and then leaves. Girl sleep. “You don’t have much time, when Jax finds out about this, it’s your ass,” Bad Master says outside door, Angel doesn’t understand. "Robert is trying to get his hands on the ring, if we had Henry this would be easier." ~ + ~ + ~ + ~ + END DREAM + ~ + ~ + ~ + ~ I bolt up with a scream, sweating, my head flipping left and right, looking around at my surroundings, I run to the nearest trash and empty my stomach, aware that someone has entered. Two people, Nonno and Nona, I continue to heave, unable to get the images out of my head. It wasn’t the words or thought the person had, it was the nonchalance about the abuse she endured, and it was as though she didn’t know it was wrong. But even that wasn’t the issue, it was the love and adoration she had for this Rusty fellow who from the thoughts I could only guess was a caretaker… but she loved him. She loved him, like I loved Chelsea. My eyes fill with water, and I’m not sure if I could say it’s because of one thing in particular. I should – I need – it wasn’t just a dream. I’ve had dreams, this was like I was in someone’s head, just listening, watching what I could only call a grotesque nightmare, but the person, she was with Chelsea. I knew the voice that Kitten/Angel heard, the woman, but I couldn’t place it at the moment, catching my breath, Nonno hands me a cup of water, while Nona is rubbing my back. “It’s okay dearie,” she continues to soothe me and I don’t raise my head as I try to make sense of the dream I just had. I cannot look them in the eyes yet, not yet. I’ve never been weak, and I’ve definitely not been weak in front of others. Chelsea, but no one else. “We will find her Z-” tell them!! We need to find mate soon!  Max announces. I shake my head to clear my mind, organize my thoughts. “I had a dream. Only it wasn’t a dream. I was just in the persons head,” I took a breath to continue, “I don’t all together understand but – I may be crazy I don’t know – but she was – she thought of people and her life – she is with Chelsea, and she’s a White wolf... But she thinks that she is a dog, and – and she doesn’t know what a mate is, but they are sticking Chelsea with a needle and – and Chelsea is sleeping and-” then it hit me. KITCHEN! NOW! I roared over the link calling everyone in my pack. “Jack! Jamie! Casey! Mikael!” I shouted out loud since they were still linked to Chelsea. I look down at myself, still in yesterday’s clothes, I make my way down there and wait, pacing the kitchen. Within five minutes everyone started coming in, rushing, worried looks on their faces. I couldn’t find Chelsea I had tried everything to find her, but maybe… “This may be a long shot… but I had a dream – not a dream. I saw thoughts, images; any of you know how to draw?” I asked wildly, frantic, cursing myself for not being able to draw.  Mate draws well… Max sighed. Molly raises her hand and Violet as well, but surprisingly Nonno does also. Jack who left when he caught onto my plan returned quickly with paper, pencils and put them near the three. I wanted to warn them about what they were about to see but instead I sent them what I saw over the pack link, from beginning to end. After the last bit, I sat back, still tense. Molly, Violet and Nonno didn’t sketch anything and I almost wanted to growl at them for not starting but I knew what they witnessed so I gave them a minute. For once, Violet, who had a ball of energy and something to say all the time, remained dead silent. She bit her lip, and looked down at her laps. Molly was trying to remain collected as well but her bottom lip and chin was trembling and her facial features were scrunched. Their mates each looking from me to them alarmed by the sudden change in their behavior. Still one thing came to mind, Logan. He’d have experience with this as well. As Violet blinked tears fell silently, Lukas glanced at his mate his brows furrowed then back to me. I’d wager that he had never witnessed his mate crying. Molly and Violet handled it differently than Nonno. There was a wave of rage radiating from him, a growl deep in his chest that he didn’t bother to hide. I wanted to search his thoughts, but I knew that this girl, whoever she was… her thoughts just reminded him of the suffering his sister endured. Whoever this Kitten/Angel person was I saw, I knew for a fact that she had met the highest quota on horrendous, inhumane treatment and abuse. I couldn’t find Chelsea any other way than by finding her, she was giving me more clues that I had found all night and day.