*yes I know there are ' marks on the cuss words, there are there to keep this ch from being private*

Everything smelled like mold and shít. The damp room Brody kept me in was littered with rubbish and the make shift bed – that was just a dirty mattress covered with card board- was sure to be housing some form of disease.

Once we had made it back to the small abandoned cottage just a few miles out of the pack territory, Brody carried me up to the filth ridden room, and left me. Making sure to lock the door from the outside. I noted the lack of windows right away.

It was dark and creepy but what scared me more than the fact that Brody had yet to come in the room. I’m pretty sure I was in here for over an hour. What the hell could he be doing?

Not that I was going to complain much, shít, if anything I hoped he would forget about me and let me find my own way out of here. Though I knew the chances of that were slim. He waited nineteen years for me, a few more hours wasn’t such a big deal to him.

I just had to suck it up and think of a way to get out of here. I knew if it came to a straight on fight, he would have the advantage, but that didn’t mean I would give in so easy. I just hoped that my wolf and I would be enough to stop him…and that the fúcker didn’t drug me anymore.

I was useless in my current condition. Even walking around the room to find another door or blocked window had made me sick to my stomach and woozy. I had to fight back the urge to ‘toss my cookie’s all over the –already dirtied- floor. Mainly for the fact that I really didn’t want to smell the beef tacos Ryker had made me eat the night before.

The night before.

I let those amazing images re-play in my mind, over and over, just to find a bit of comfort in the situation. Ryker had been so gentle and loving during our mating. He once promised me that he would show me the proper way for a man to love a woman, and last night….that is exactly what he did.

 He made me feel like it really was my first time and that nothing would ever compare to it –which nothing would- he was the only man in the world that could make me feel like that.

Just as I thought about it, I realized there was something I could do to get out of this mess. I could call Ryker. We were marked and mated, the link would be stronger than that of Johns and the packs.

That was another thing I was kicking myself for, not completing the bond with John. I would have had twice the chance of getting out of here. But because I was the only one to mark him, I could only hear his thoughts clearly. He would be able to feel my emotions and there was the pack link, but he wouldn’t be able to track me like he would have been able to do if I had let him mark me back.

Ok let’s self-loath later, right now we don’t have time to count your faults!

Wow…my wolf really was a bitch. My faults, not ours, oh no she had no hand in any wrong doing here. Ok, maybe she didn’t. I had only just gotten her but it wasn’t like I had a fúcking handbook for this shít. She could cut me a little slack and not add to my already steaming shít pile.

I’m sorry, but you’re letting your thoughts get away from you. Right now we need to try and talk to our mate and here you are listing off the stupid shít you did or didn’t do. We would not have this problem if you wouldn’t have waited so long for Ryker to mark and mate you! I’m not trying to put you down, but you need to understand that just because you aren’t a weakling, you still have weak spots and Brody will use that to his advantage.

As much as I hated to admit it, she was right. So clearing my head and trying to muzzle her –not that it worked- I opened the link to the pack. Only then did I realize I hadn’t had my wall up. It crumbled when Brody shot me with that tranquilizer.

What the fúck do we do now?! We should have been able to hear them! We’ve been gone for hours, they have to know we left….Ryker and John are smart, they have to know what we had planned!

I could feel the wheels in her mind turning as she thought through all this. I was right, we both knew it and it only lowered our hope that they would come and play hero to us. She was thinking about forcing our thoughts on to Ryker, much like I had done when John became my guardian. For weeks I had pushed my dreams onto him and he –thankfully- took them.

Why couldn’t I do that now, but with my thoughts?

Try it!

She yelled at me, like I wasn’t about to. Mentally giving her the bird I cleared my mind and thought only about Ryker. At first nothing happened. I couldn’t feel the link, the thread that connected us. But suddenly, there it was, glowing bright in my mind.

Ryker’s golden thread. I noted that it turned red where it connected to me and faded into his gold tone. I figured it was because of our wolves. We were an odd set, the only red and golden wolf known. It made me wonder what color our pups would be, what color Tristian would take. Would they be a mix of the two colors or would they be something different all together?

I couldn’t say since I was technically not supposed to be a wolf. I was some type of hybrid and Goddess only knows if I would be able to bare pups at all.  Not that it would matter, we had Tristian. He would be all that we would ever need.

Just as I pictured my little mans’ adorable face another thread popped up. This one was black and thin, much thinner than that of Ryker’s. Something inside us knew to follow it, at the end I was shocked to feel Tristian. He hadn’t shifted yet, wasn’t meant to shift for a good twelve years. So why did he have a colored thread?

‘Tris, baby?’

I spoke as calmly as I could. If this worked it would scare the shít out of him. He couldn’t mind-link with the pack yet. I knew he knew what it was but to suddenly hear voices inside your head is pretty freaky and if my own reaction was anything to on, he would be going crazy.

‘MUMMA! Where are you? Daddy’s worried and I’m scared!’

Or not.

‘Go to daddy, baby. Hurry!’

I was thrilled it had actually worked, I would figure out how later. Again, something inside of us knew when he was with Ryker. The threads seemed to glow brighter. Following them, I heard two frantic voices fill my head as relief ran threw me.

‘DALLAS?!’

‘MUMMY?!’

I chuckled mentally at them. It wasn’t the time but I couldn’t help how much I loved them and how adorable I found them when they were together.

‘I’m fine…I don’t know how long I can keep this up but I’m in a small, run down cottage, maybe….5 miles outside the border line. Follow the scent of blood from Rosy and Juliet and you should pick up my scent just across the creek.’

‘We’re already on our way. Though, we haven’t picked up your scent yet. Tris told us to follow the blood, we’ve been doing that but other than that, there are no other scents.’

Pride filled me, my little man had remembered what Brody said and told Ryker.

But why can’t they pick up our scent?

AND WHAT THE FÚCK IS MY BABY DOING OUT THERE WITH THEM?!

Both my wolf and I stopped, Tristian was with Ryker? Coming here to get me?

‘Calm down, love. I’m sending him back now. I didn’t know he followed until just now. He came running out, screaming you talked to him. Jax is taking him back to make sure he stays safe.’

As much as I hated the idea of him being there, I also knew why he would follow. He wanted to protect his mum, and even at four, he would find a way to do so. I also knew that Jax would take care of him, he would die –if that was possible- to help keep my pup safe.

It was something in the way he looked and talked about him, he knew he was special and how much I loved him. He would do anything for him, for me. He really was a great best friend….even if I was a shítty one.

Add it to your to-do list and get your mind right! I feel…odd. I think we’re losing the connection.

Right! No getting side-tracked.

‘Hurry. Just follow the scent and I’ll do my best to keep Brody away from me.’

I didn’t want to think of what he would do to me when I became too weak to fight. I couldn’t just in case Ryker and Tristian would hear those thoughts.

‘Ry, I’m so sorry! I thought I could do this…but I can’t. I need you.’

With that I felt the link snap. It was like it was cut in two. I could feel a cold tingle run through my body at the thought of Brody having something to do with that.

Right then the door swung open. The bright light that flooded the room blinded me from everything, except, the tall figure standing in the doorway.

“Thought I forgot about you?”

His deep menacing chuckle boomed through the room. Blinking and shielding my eyes, I noticed his lack of clothes. The fúcking cúnt was standing in front of me naked as the day he came into this world. SOD IT ALL TO HELL! I hoped I had more time.

Ryker and the others –I knew he would bring with him- were still a good two hours from me. Could I let him use me for that time…could I let him touch me to distract him? The answer to that was easy.

FÚCK NO!

Don’t push him, Dallas! I don’t know what’s happening to us. Can’t you feel that?

My wolf screamed at me. Just as she did, I doubled over in pain. My muscles were contracting and –what felt like- tearing. I could feel my bones snap as my brain felt like it was swelling and soon going to explode. It felt similar to my first shift but this was more painful.

In the back ground I could hear Brody rambling on and on about something but his words were lost to me as I fought to get through the pain. Bright silver dots lined my vision as everything around me went white.

A sense of peace washed over me as I stood, surrounded by nothing. There was no walls, no floor, it was like I was floating in a glowing orb of whiteness that seemed to go on forever. It was odd but at the same time comforting. I felt so safe and happy here.

“You are safe here my child.”

My head snapped around to look for the musical voice that just broke through the silence. I couldn’t see anyone or anything but I could feel a presence here with me. I just stayed quiet, hoping to her the magical voice again.

“I know what you have been through, my child. I have felt your pain every day. It was why I sent you your wolf, a way to help rebuild the damaged pieces others have taken from you. The pieces your mate and pup could not fix. I knew you would be special and watched over you, I gave you the strength to live through your trials and hoped in the end you would be stronger when the time came to end the madness.”

I wanted to be angry, I wanted to scream and cuss at her for what she let me go through, but I couldn’t find it in me. I could only bask in her light now and accept that everything that happened to me, happened for a reason. One I hoped she would tell me.

“There are many reasons you suffered, just as there are many reasons I chose Ryker as your mate. The two of you will do great things for my children. As will the children you bare and your precious Tristian.

I have a great many things in mind for you and your family, there will be more hardships’ but nothing you won’t be able to face with them at your side. For now, I leave you with a parting gift. Use it wisely and hold on to the love you have in your heart. It will guide you down the right path.”

Like a flip of a switch I was brought back to the pain and darkness of the rotting room, just in time to watch Brody crawl on top of me. His harden length digging into my stomach as he left wet sloppy kisses down my bare breast.

Everything hit me at once, the pain sharpened as awareness of my nakedness flowed over me like an ice bucket of freezing water. Brody wiggling his way down as he nipped at the skin of my hip. His fingers digging into the flesh of my shoulder just before he raked his nails down my body. Blood trickled from the shallow slashes he made.

It all was too overwhelming, too much to handle. I wanted to shut my mind off and fall back into that place of peace but not matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t. I could only feel the weight of him on top of me, could only smell the mold and rubbish that lined the floor around us, and see the evil glint in his eye as he got to his knees –gripping himself- and lining up with my entrance.

It was funny though, I could see his mouth move, but his words fell on deaf ears. I couldn’t hear a thing and by the looks of it, he knew I couldn’t. It seemed to anger him as he was visibly shouting at me. Only when his fist raised and sliced through the air, was my mind bombarded with his screams. 

“FÚCKING ANSWER ME YOU FILTHY WHORE!”

He spat in my face just before his fist collided with my jaw. A weird tingle replaced the pain that should have come from his impact. I wanted to laugh at his try but I doubted this sensation would last and when it finally wore off, I would be left in agony.

Let me come forward.

That was all my wolf had said to me, but the tone her voice took was powerful. Much greater than that of Ryker’s Alpha tone. Not wanting to feel anything that was to come I let her come to the front and tried to retreat to the backdrop of my mind, only to have her stop me.

I need you here with me.

Mentally shrugging, I complied. The familiar burn that came with shifting lapped over me but this time, when my bones shifted it felt as if they were growing twice their normal size. The stretching and tearing were bearable but a bit uncomfortable. It wasn’t until the look of pure shock that came over Brody’s face did I understand why.

Kicking him off me –and into the wall across the room- did I notice I was standing much taller than normal, he confirmed my new size when he stood and I had to look down at him. Not wasting time to take in my bigger wolf, he shifted and lunged at me.

Though he didn’t make it far.

I was stunned to see when he was no more than a foot away from me, his body seemed to run into a wall, effectively sending him backwards. He tried again once he righted himself but was met with the same results.

Smirking on the inside, I shifted back, but kept my wolf in the front with me.

“Oh this is going to be so much fun.”

I sweetly smiled at him as he ran for me again. Stupid mutt. Before he could close the distance between us I raised my hand and pointed a finger to the floor.

“SIT!”

My command came out loud and clear as he fell –ass first- to the floor.

“What the fúck? How did yo-”

“No talking, it’s my turn.”

I grinned as I walked up to him, kneeling down, my face an inch away from him.

“Let’s play a little game, shall we. How about….doctor.”

The last hour, though thrilling, was slowly becoming tiresome. Brody’s pain filled screams were just not as loud as I would have liked. Though there was little I could do about that now.

It was sweet in the beginning. The shrieks that came from him as I commanded him to slowly slice off slivers of his skin, the blood that flowed from his –self-inflicted- wounds gave off the scent of fear and agony.

When I told him to snap each of his fingers until the bones were nothing more than dust, I felt an ease come over me. Hearing him cry out when I then told him to pick up the blade, once again, and nicely slice his manhood like it was a pork sausage was invigorating.

But the best part, the absolute defining moment of our little play time, was when I looked him straight in the eye and asked him how many he killed, how many he raped and slaughtered over the years. His tongue seemed to be tied in knots since he wasn’t able to answer, so I had him cut it out.

Now, you may think I went a bit overboard…and perhaps I did, but this creature had done horrid things to many innocent people. Things I could feel whenever I looked him in the eye. I could feel all their pain, hear all their pleas, see the light go out in each of their eyes. It was what fueled me, he would not be given a swift death, not when he hurt so many just for the fun of it.

So with him sitting on the floor, bleeding out, I made him relive every moment of torture he put others through. He would feel their suffering like it was his own. There was but one thing left for me to do, one more punishment to deal out before I let this piece of shít die his slow, horrendous death.

“You spent so many years shaming your wolf. You corrupted him and used him to hurt so many. Do you know what happens to a wolf who disgraces what the Goddess gave to him?....no? Well, I guess it’s a good thing I do.

They are banned to nothingness. A black emptiness filled with only the images of their wrong doings for all eternity. That is where your wolf will go, you on the other hand, I have a feeling you will go somewhere a little warmer. You see, I am going to strip you of your wolf, leaving you as human as all those mothers you killed, and let their God deal with you.

I think that is fitting, don’t you?”

I gave him one last smile before I placed my hand to his chest and separated him from his wolf. I’m sure by the screeches he let out, it was not pleasant. Though for me it was rather nice. A warming caress tickled my palm as a black light seeped out from his torn skin. Once it was removed and lay gently in my hand, I closed my fist and let my mind wonder to that darkened place his wolf would spend forever in.

It was so odd but soothing at the same time, knowing I had finally rid the world of someone like Brody. There would be no more deaths at his hands. I could walk away from this with a clear head and my past firmly sealed up and locked away. I could walk away from this a new and better person.

And that was exactly what I planned to do.

*THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER! I still have to explain half of what she just did n a bit of what happened in this chapter -that may have left you confused- will be explained in the next chapter.

This song seemed so fitting for this!

Eyes on fire- Blue Foundation ~~>