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Chapter 13

~Alexander’s POV~

Quinn had been asleep for a while now.

I wanted to give in to the heaviness of my eyes, and the drowsiness consuming me, but I dared not. I didn’t want one of those monsters to come in here and take my son from my arms. As long as I was awake then there was nothing they could do to further hurt the boy that had become my world.

Leah and I had been in contact with each other every now and then. It was good to know that she was fine, and that the others in this facility were faring as well as could be expected. It was also a relief to know that my best friend, and Beta, Evan was on his way to help get us out of here.

I knew with his help, and the help of our pack , we would all make it out of this alive. I needed everyone to make it out of here. I may not know all of those in this facility, but I had this strong urge to keep them safe from harm. As it was, it was killing me that I could not get out of here and help those I knew were in need.

My wolf chuckled sarcastically in my mind. He had been like this since I had left Kayla. He never spoke to me, and if there was something that I didn’t know—but should have—he would laugh at me. Even now, when I had promised to make things up to my mate and son, he would not talk to me. I don’t think he will fully forgive me until we have Kayla in our arms permanently.

A noise on the other side of the door caught my attention. I held still and pretended to be asleep. If they thought I was deep in slumberland then maybe they wouldn’t tranq me this time.

Unfortunately, I was wrong.

I felt a pinch in my leg and opened my eyes to see the damn dart sticking out of my thigh. As the drugs worked their way through my system, the door slowly opened.

I tried to tighten my arms around Quinn, but my limbs were numb and unresponsive. My vision blurring, all I could make out was a dark figure coming through the door and towards my son and I. Then they were backing out of the door with a bundle in their arms. It took a while for my foggy mind to register that it was Quinn in their arms.

I wanted to struggle. I wanted to jump up and tear the person apart for taking my boy from me. No one was aloud to touch my son, except me and his mother. Maybe friends and family, but that was it. Quinn had been through enough. What more could they do to the poor boy that they haven’t already done?

The edges of my vision were graying and succumbing to the drugs they shot into my system. The last thing my mind registered was the closing of a door.

The sound of arguing alerted me to the change in my consciousness. My body still wouldn’t respond, but my mind was on full alert. I strained my numbed senses to hear what was going on.

“Dammit Evan! Can’t you just break the damn door down?!”

The voices seemed familiar, and the name Evan rang a peel of recognition through my fogged brain. Still, I strained harder to hear what was being said.

“I don’t care! Find the fucking keys if you can’t break through! Look. There’s a guard on the ground there. I’m sure he has a set of keys on him.”

“Fine. Whatever. I’ll check. But why are you in such a hurry to get into these rooms?”

“All the other rooms had been vacated. This wing is the only one still not searched. I need these rooms open. I have to find my son!.”

There was a heavy silence after that statement. Even in my weakened and groggy state, I could feel the tension emanating from the other side of the door.

“You have a son!” The one I believe is Evan yelled.

“Yes, I do. Do you have a problem with that Evan?” came the frigid reply.

“Well, yeah I do. Especially if the kid isn’t Alexander’s. So tell me Kayla, is everything Lex said about you true? Did you cheat on him, and force him to ignore your mate-bond?”

At the mention of Kayla’s name my wolf stirred slightly. I relaxed a little knowing that those outside this room were friends.

“Oh for the love of… I did not cheat on Lex! He saw me crying on my brother’s shoulder because I just found out I was pregnant at the age of fifteen! Lex, being the idiot he is, jumped to conclusions. He ripped my heart out and spat on it when he left. So don’t you dare judge me.”

The tension intensified. It was almost suffocating.

“Uh, hey, I found keys. Why don’t we see if one of them works?”

“Why Evan, I think that’s a great idea,” sarcasm dripping off every word. “Get to it,” Kayla snapped.


“No ‘but’s’ Evan. You’ve pissed me off, and now you are going to earn your forgiveness and open the damn door!”

“Man, I hope Lex appreciates that I’m about to burn the Hell out of my hands,” Evan complained.

I know what he’s talking about. The doors were coated in silver, and burned to the touch.

“Oh man-up already. Just wrap your shirt on your hands and get to it.”

“Alright, alright. You know, I don’t remember you being this much of a smart-ass when we were in High School,” Evan commented.

“A lot has changed in three years. You can’t expect me to be the same quiet, meek, nerd from school. I’ve been through too much to stay a push over. I’ve had to grow up in a very short time.”

“Got it.”

The sound of the lock clicking reached my ears. I wanted to sit up. Hell, I wanted to open my eyes, but the drugs were still working through my system. It will be a while before becoming completely coherent.

“After you milady.”

“Yeah, laugh it up Evan. You’re still on my shit list.”

“But Kaaayyy…You said I’d be forgiven if I opened the door,” Evan whined. Man, he could be such a kid sometimes.

“Well too bad. I lied.” There was a pause. “Well Ev, looks like we found Lex. Now we just need to find my son. Get some guys down here to drag his sorry ass out of here.”

“Sure thing boss-lady.”

~Kayla’s POV~

I was shocked when our door slammed open. Emily and I had been asleep on the bed, back to back. I was so startled, I fell off the bed onto the cold concrete floor. Good thing I insisted Emily sleep close to the wall. Otherwise, she would have been the one on the floor.

When I looked up, there was a tall man with short cropped blonde hair, and light blue eyes. He ignored my presence as he made his way to Emily.

I would have tried to stop him if it wasn’t for the complete look of reverence on his face.

Turned out I was right not to interfere. He was Emily’s mate. Her Jack.

I couldn’t get his attention. He picked Emily up and walked out of the room. Not once did he acknowledge my presence.

All I could see was his back as he stormed out. Leaving the door wide open. I was able to leave.

I needed to find Quinn.

In the back of my mind, there was an inkling of fear for Lex as well. But my son came first. Once I found him, then I would worry about Alexander.

I sprinted around the last corner, only to run into Evan, Alexander’s Beta.

The idiot hadn’t checked the rooms yet.

He kept going on and on about them being coated in silver, and how he couldn’t touch them. Seriously! Doesn’t he have a brain?!

After arguing, and getting him to find keys to the doors, he took my suggestion and wrapped his shirt around his hands.

It’s a wonder the dumb ass has survived this long without someone telling him to breath on a regular basis.

Looking in the room, seeing Lex unconscious on the cot, stirred something inside of me. But I didn’t have time to examine my feelings. We still have to find Quinn.

I told Evan to get some more men down here to drag Lex from the room. Once they get here then the other rooms can be searched. With more men, we can send any injured out with some of them and get them to safety while the rest keep searching.

Seconds later, the sound of feet pounding down the long halls reached us. A dozen oversized behemoths came around the corner. Evan told two of them to take Lex and bring him to camp.

Suddenly there was a groaning noise coming from Lex’s direction.

“Lex?” I questioned hesitantly. He wouldn’t look me in the eyes. “Lex, what’s going on? Why won’t you look at me?”

They had him sitting now, but he still needed to be supported. Seems they drugged him pretty heavily. “I’m sorry,” his soft whisper reached my ears.

Sorry? Why was he sorry?

“Lex, What happened?” I asked again.

Finally, he raised his head and there were tears running down his face. I took an involuntary step back. “No,” I whispered.

“I’m so sorry. I tried to keep a hold of him. But they drugged me, and…Oh Goddess. Kayla, I’m so so sorry. They took him.”

I would have collapsed to the floor if Evan hadn’t caught me. My knees could no longer support me. They still have my son. It was getting hard to breath. They have my son. The edge of my vision was starting to grey. Quinn…

The sound of skin hitting skin registered a moment before I felt the sting on my right cheek. Evan was kneeling in front of me. His hand in the air.

The idiot slapped me.

I could hear Lex’s growls, a disturbing background noise.

The pain in my cheek was getting worse. Dammit, it was going to leave a bruise.

“Jesus Evan, did you have to hit me?”

The moron had the grace to blush, but a moment later a smirk took over his face. “Well what else was I supposed to do? I didn’t have a glass of ice water handy. Besides without you wearing a white shirt, it wouldn’t be worth it.”

“Did you really have to bring that up?”

“Yes, yes I did. If I recall, that was an awesome site.”

“Evan, you do remember that Lex beat your ass six ways form Sunday after that little stunt?”

He seemed to be thinking, then shrugged, “Yeah. So?”

It was my turn to smirk. “Well Evy-baby, you just slapped your friend’s mate. What do you think he’s going to do to you once he is able to move on his own?”

His eyes opened wide and bugged out of his head. My smirk only grew.

“Shit,” he exhaled, and scrambled away from me as far as he could.

Alexander was growling throughout our entire exchange. Now, however, the man who had been propping him up was restraining him.

I looked back over at Evan. “Evan?”

He just looked at me.


Without any more encouragement, he stood and ran for his life. I let out a soft sigh as I imagined Lex beating the crap out of Evan later. I’ll have to be sure to record it.

The others turned to me. I could see some scorn and contempt in their gazes, but I ignored it. If they want to be assholes, that’s on them. I’m only dealing with them so I can find my son.

“All right you lot. We need to search the rest of these rooms. Evan has a set of keys, but as you can see he’s gone now. So I suggest wrapping your hands with something as the doors are coated in silver. If there are any injured take them to safety. If you find an empty room, then move on to the next. If you find someone who can get out on their own, tell them where the camp is and go to the next room.”

One of the giants stepped forward, arms crossed over his massive chest. “Why should we listen to you?” He sneered. “You abandoned our Alpha. I don’t know if I want to be taking orders from a whore like you.” Some of the others standing behind him nodded in agreement.

I was shocked. What the Hell had Lex been saying about me all these years?

~Jack’s POV~

The attack went as planned the next morning.

The guards and rogues outside were taken care of in minutes, the doors were blasted open to let our forces pour through.

With the amount of people here, and the size of the facility, it shouldn’t be too hard to get everyone out and away to safety.

I was one of the first through and let my wolf take over. He was able to sniff out our mate and bowled through those who stood in the way. Without a thought except for our mate, he left a trail of death and destruction behind him. Not that I’m complaining. It was just annoying that we had to stop every few seconds to fight some idiot who got between us and our Emily.

When we finally reached where her scent was strongest, we ripped the door off it’s hinges. They had not coated this door, like some others along this hall. They must not have realized she was a wolf. Oh well, all the better for me. I didn’t have to worry about how I could get her out. I just kicked the door in and stormed into the room.

I barely noticed the girl on the floor. All I could focus on was Emily. She was sat on a cot. A flimsy blanket pulled to her chin.

The look on her face was one of terror. I did not want my mate to be scared of me, so I rushed to her side, almost stepping on the female on the ground. I gathered her in my arms and inhaled her lovely scent.

The baby kicked, making it’s presence known. Dropping to my knees—wrapping my arms around Emily’s expanding waist—I kissed her stomach.

Having them in my arms. Knowing they were safe, I let the tears fall. All the pent up worry and uncertainty released with the knowledge that I could now hold my mate, and be there for the birth of our child. Make no mistake. This child may not be mine by blood, but they are mine of the heart.

Tingles swept through me as Emily ran her hands through my hair and over my face. I looked up to see tears cascading down her beautiful face. Not wanting her to be upset, I stood bringing her up into my arms bridal style.

We still had not said anything to each other, but it didn’t matter. We were together. We had the rest of our lives to talk. Right now, I needed to get her and our child out of this place and into the arms of her family. I may not want to let her go, but I know that she will want her father. If only to be sure that he is alive and well.

I’ll leave her with him while I come back and make sure this place is empty. Then I’ll blow it to kingdom-come.

Stepping over bodies, and trying not to slip in pools of blood, I carried Emily out of her prison for the last month.

As we came closer to camp, the more depressing thoughts started to enter my mind.

She had been held captive for over a month. She was taken from under my nose. I let her stay in her room by herself without checking to make sure it was safe. She was abducted because of me. It was all my fault. All the trauma she suffered, everything that has happened to her is my fault.

We reached the camp and Emily’s dad raced to our side as soon as he saw us coming. He grabbed Emily from my arms with cries of, “Oh, my baby! My darling girl! You’re safe now. Daddy’s got you.”

Without a word he turned, walking away with my sobbing mate in his arms. A small growl slipped past my defenses, but no one paid any attention. I wanted to rip Emily from her father’s arms and never let her go. Unfortunately, I didn’t have that right anymore. It was my fault she was in there. It was my fault for her family’s suffering.

Without a backward glance, I turned and headed back to the warehouse. It was time I destroyed this place. I may have failed my mate, but I was not going to let anyone else be tortured by these monsters.

Coming to the entrance to the facility, I noticed some of our men dragging another between them. He was trying to break their hold, screaming for someone named Evan.

“Everything okay here?” I asked.

The tall brunette on the left answered, “Yeah. Just need to get our Alpha here away from our Beta.”

I was confused. Why in the world did they need to separate their leaders? Looking at the man being held, I realized I recognized him. It was Leah’s and Emily’s estranged brother Alexander. Then it clicked. His Beta was Evan. He was the one that brought the White Wolves to aid in our rescue of everyone here.

It still didn’t make sense as to why he would want to go after his second in command.

“Why is he trying to go after Evan?” I asked with an aggrieved sigh. I didn’t have time for this. I needed to make sure everyone was out, so I could help set the explosives. I didn’t need to sit here and play referee with a couple of idiots.

The man on the right smirked and answered my question. Chuckling he said, “Our dear Beta has a death wish. Apparently, he slapped our Alpha’s mate in front of him, then took off running. Our Luna,” he spat, “told us to take Alpha here out of the building to get checked out. Turns out they drugged him and he’s still a little weak yet.”

A menacing growl ripped from Alexander. “Don’t you disrespect my mate!” He yelled as he tried to go after the shorter man to his right.

Quickly getting the situation under control, I used both my hands fisted together to hit Alexander in the back of the head. He was out cold. Facing the two stunned men now holding an unconscious Alpha I told them, “Make sure he gets back to camp safely. And boys, for the love of the Goddess, do not insult his mate again.”

With that I turned my back to them and stormed into the building. There were bodies everywhere, but I managed to weave my way down the long corridors. Every once in a while I would see some of our people helping those who had been imprisoned in this nightmarish facility. Everyone I passed, I told to get out as soon as possible. They all scurried out the front, dragging or carrying those who were injured.

I went up and down every hall. Looked in every room. Down the last corridor, I came upon a small woman arguing with a bunch of men that towered over her.

“I don’t care if you like me or not, but you need to open these doors!”

“Why should we listen to you?” one of the behemoths questioned. The others supported his view with nods and echoes of ‘yeah’s.’

The woman gripped her hair, turned and kicked the door behind her. She then started hopping and swearing like a sailor.

The men just laughed at her situation and made moves to leave her to fend for herself.

“What in the name of the Goddess is going on here?” I questioned making my presence known. Obviously, there was a history between the woman and the men around her, but no female should be treated with such disrespect as these men were showing her.

Hell, these weren’t even men. They were little boys playing at being real men. A real man wouldn’t talk to a woman the way they did. They wouldn’t laugh at her as she suffered in obvious pain.

No one answered me. All that could be heard was the sounds of the small blond female cursing her head off.

“God damn idiots. Making me break my fucking foot. Lazy asses, not wanting to do what the fuck they are told. Screw them. Screw Lex. This is all his fault. When I get these fucking doors open, I’m going to march out of here and beat the living shit out of him. Fucking Hell this hurts. Agh!”

Okay, well I guess she answered my question, even though she didn’t seem to be paying attention to those around her. She had stopped hopping around, and was now searching the bodies littering the floor for keys to the doors that had yet to be opened. A glance, showed they were coated in silver. Seems to me she had the right idea. Find the keys, get the people out, and then get the fuck out of Dodge.

I lifted an eyebrow at the idiots just standing around doing nothing.

“Well, what the fuck are you idiots doing standing around? Help the lady get these doors opened. We need to clear the facility before the explosives are set.”

The group of wolves scoffed and made to go around me. I didn’t care what pack they were from, my wolf did not like being disrespected by these neanderthals.

Luckily—or unluckily, depending on your view—something caught their eye behind me.

Craning my neck around, I saw Leah gliding gracefully toward us.

What the Hell was she doing here? I thought she was outside with the others in camp. Devin was going to kick my ass if he finds out that she was still in here.

The next thing I know, the group of idiots was on the ground bowing their heads in Leah’s direction. Then one by one they got up and went to the doors. Regardless of their safety, they grabbed the doors and broke the locks. There were growls of pain, but they continued breaking locks and opening doors without protecting themselves from the silver.

Looking back at Leah, I raised my eyebrow at her. She just looked at me with an innocent smile and kept her eyes on the men opening the doors.

Facing the slowly filling hallway, I made a mental note to never get on Leah’s bad side. A shiver went down my spine as I went to help those coming slowly from the rooms.

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