Kayla Pov 21
It's been three years. Liam hasn't sexually touched me since then, but he still hits me. Everyone now and then comes to hit me, making me black and blue or burning me to try to get a reaction out of me. It never works. I keep my eyes blank. I peed in a cup in my room. Sometimes he doesn't feed me, so I have to drink it to stay alive. I used to be healthy. I'm skinny now. My long, straight, raven-colored hair is all matted together. I saw myself in a passing mirror. I have bags under my eyes; they look sunken in. My once-beautiful green eyes are now lifeless. Each day is just passing by, and with each one, I feel closer to death.
Dr. Lauren has spent the last few years helping me. She still treats my wounds and heals me up, though each wound still leaves a huge scar. She is the only one here who truly knows the extent of my injuries. If it wasn't for her, I would have lost a little bit of strength to keep going. She is there to remind me daily to keep going, that I'm beautiful, etc.
I had just come from the bathroom when I saw three guys coming out of the Alpha's office, with the Alpha behind them. I was trying to get back to the room, but they caught me.
"Hey Liam, your wife looks all used up," one of them says.
"She is retarded. She doesn't even respond to my torture anymore," I heard Liam say.
"Let us have a turn with her," I heard them say. I tried to walk past them again, but one of them grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. I went limp and passed out.
When I came, they were all nude around me with weapons, and my clothes were off. All except Liam. He was just watching. When one of them grabbed me, he started slicing into my skin with a knife. The pain and the sudden realization of what they were doing to me sank in.
"Help me! I screamed at Liam, but he just kept watching. He finally smirked and shook his head. I had been silent for years, no matter what he did to me, but I wasn't crying now, and he lived off my fear. I could hear stomps on the stairwell, and pack members poured into the room, taking out their phones and taking photos. Pointing, I was hysterical. I kept screaming, but no one did anything. The whole pack was watching now. One of the guys punched me in the mouth, telling me to shut up. Another one cut me deeper. I was bleeding out. When they all finished with me, Liam tossed me into the closet again. I felt myself blacking out. I hoped this was death. I prayed that this was death. Please, let it be death. The last thing I saw before waking up was the door opening and Dr. Laurens's faces.
I'm waking up in a dark room on a bed. I don't know where I am. I don't want to know. I just want to die. It looks like someone washed me and put clothes on me. Why? Why am I still fucking here? The light turns on, and I see Dr. Lauren. She looks like she has been crying. It looks like she is packing up a suitcase and putting things in it. I looked around, and we were at her hubble on pack grounds. Hubble's houses are little houses for families or widows. After she seems to be finished packing, she bends on her knees in front of me, looking me in the eye. I can feel my vision getting cloudy again.
"Kayla," she says. "I'm leaving. I'm going to my cousin's packhouse and will be working on their land. She has already talked to her alpha, and he already gave the okay." "Kayla, I'm taking you with me; I'm taking you out of here." I couldn't speak. I figured I was dreaming. She was a dream; I was sure of it.
"Kayla stays with me," she said, snapping her fingers in my face. "The alpha thinks you are in a coma in the hospital. We need to be out in 15 minutes. Can you walk?
"Dream," I heard a voice say, feeling myself sway side to side. Did that voice come from me? I saw her take the suitcase outside. She came back inside and lifted me inside the car, strapping me to the seat. She got on her side and started the car. I saw rushing lights, but I couldn't see outside. I heard her speak.
"I, Lauren Bush, reject Liam Green of the Green Pay Pack as my alpha and declare myself a rouge."
Then I blacked out.
Aiden Pov
My lycan has been prancing around in my head today. Like he is nervous. I've asked what's wrong, but all he says is that you will see. Okay then. I saw my brother Ethan walking up to me.
"Is your wolf acting crazy too?" he asks, and I nod.
"Something is going to happen today," I told him.
My brother and I are the first two male Lycan celestial hybrids to have ever existed in the last century. Our powers are legendary, like our mothers, and so is our name. Our father is none other than Alpha King Roland Black. He rules the North America Region, but our main pack is based here in South Carolina. He is currently the alpha of this pack as well, until we turn 25. Then my brother and I will take the throne as High Alphas. We will also take over his business companies as the new CEOs. Our mother, Luna Elena Black, is a reincarnated hybrid version of our very own moon goddess. Our mother's lycan is one of the first lycans to have ever existed.
"Do you think it's our mate?" Ethan asks, pulling me away from my thoughts.
"That is the only reason I can think of, but we will see," I told him.
Ethan Pov
I hope it's finally here after all these years. Don't get me wrong, I love my twin, but having our mate to spend the rest of our lives with is a dream for me. Along with being alpha, of course, which is a job that is slowly approaching us, In looks and personality, we are both just alike. We are kind and considerate to those who are not enemies and mean no harm. For enemies, however, we are demons spawned from hell who will do anything we can to exact the truth. Those who fear our father also fear us. Twin torturers are what they call us. My brother loves the name, but I don't care about it. I don't want to do anything that scares our mate away.
My wolf has been pacing back and forth nonstop. When I ask what's wrong, all I hear is soon. My wolf is a weird dude. My brother and I decide to train until our wolves calm down. If it is our mate, I can't wait to meet her.
Kayla Pov
When I woke up, I was thirsty and sore. It was so bright, and my head was foggy. I realized I was in the car with Lauren, and it was daytime. We were still driving. I looked outside and saw a forest of trees. We were on a back road. Lauren realized I was awake and handed me some bottled water with Tylenol.
"Take them; it will help with the soreness," she said.
I nodded and did as she asked. I wanted to thank her for getting me away, but I couldn't talk. I tried, but I was straining my throat. I pointed at my throat, and she told me I had an anxiety attack in the middle of the night. She said that it would cause me to be silent. She says it's a mental issue, so it will take a few days, possibly a few weeks. It was okay. I didn't want to talk.
"I know what they did to you," she says. My expression grew more somber.
"I couldn't believe Liam would allow something like this, and I was told everyone in the pack was watching. I'm so sorry, Kayla. If I had been there, maybe I could have helped you."
There's nothing you could have done, I thought to myself. I put my bruised hands on her and gave her a small smile. She pulls out her phone.
" Serene" "Yeah, I'm pulling up now." "Make sure they let us through." "Yes." She pauses and looks at me.
"It will take some time, Serene, but yes. " OK". She ended the call. "Were you here?" she says brightly.
We pulled up to a line of guards that looked like they were surrounding the whole property. There is a long path that is being taken that leads past what I can only assume are the houses for families. We keep going up, and I feel a sense of dread approaching me. Most wolves hate humans, and Dr. Lauren just brought me another pack. Dr. Lauren parks the car near a limo and comes and opens my car door. I step outside and lean against her car, dry-heaving. She comes to my side and holds me by my shoulders.
"Breath, Kayla, breathe, she says, holding me outright. I looked past her and saw two guys coming my way, and I knew I was seeing double. I was close to passing out again. I slid out of the car and landed on my backside, but I didn't care. Dr. Lauren kneeled to my side and started rubbing my back while the two guys got closer. I felt something stirring in my mind, but I chalked it up to hallucinations as I looked up at the gentleman now before me.
MATE was all I heard before it all went dark.