Chapter 28 Escape

Hank tried to be polite about the whole ordeal, Clara could tell he was mentally challenged so she didn't blame him entirely.

She blamed his father, he gave him the idea that forcing himself on someone who was already marked by another was okay.

She felt numb.

When she started crying he kept aplogizeing telling her that it would be okay, nothing about what he was doing was okay.

When he was finished he pulled out of her and now her body was covered in his sticky substance. She felt dirty, honestly she just wanted to go to sleep and never wake up.

"Clara?" The way he said her name was gross, made her feel like a slut for allowing it to happen. Was it her fault? Did she deserve this?

Wyatt and Noah both probably hate her for what they felt, they'll probably curse the Moon Goddess for paring her with them.

Hank touched her shoulder, and tried again. "Clara?" he heard a sniffle and he rolled onto his back.

He tried to make sense of what was going through his head but nothing was wrong in his head, his dad told him that she wanted a secomd mate. Did she change her mind?

He knew he hurt her, but he couldn't understand how.

He quickly covered her up when his father walked into the room, her shaking form told him that she was terrified of his father. "Did it work?" he asked loudly.

Hank looked over at her and then back at his dad, he knew the right answer. "Yes, it worked. It even broke the bond to her previous mate, when I marked her." he heard a cry escape her, either she was good at acting or that was real.

"Good, we leave at dawn." Alex told him and Hank nodded.

Once his father was gone he listened to make sure his footsteps were far enough away. "I'm gonna take you home. I just needed him to believe I marked you."

"They aren't gonna want me now. I'm nothing but a dirty whore to them." Hank's eyebrows bumched together in confusion. "Who?"

"Wyatt and Noah, my mates." her quiet whisper echoed through the room.

He rose from the bed and quickly put on his pants. He walked around and kneeled down in front of her.

"You have two mates?" Clara nodded her head, but she looked down not wanting to look at him. "My father never told me exactly who you were. Just that you were part witch, and that you were willimg to take another mate." Hank ran his hand through his hair, realization setting in.

They are all going to kill him. "I am so so sorry. I didn't know." he said his voice breakimg at the end.

Clara finally got the courage to look up at him. He was crying. "If you are true to your word and are truly sorry and can get me back to the Jewel Pack, I won't tell anybody it was you." she told him a tear falling from her eye.

He nodded profusely "I don't have clothes here for you, just my shirt if you're willing. But can carry you and wrap you in this blanket because it's really cold outside." he told her and she nodded as she struggled to sit up on her own.

Hank seen this and was worried. "How long have you been with him?" he asked her.

"I'm not positive." she mumbled as nausea hit her once again as she sat up. Hank seen this and quickly grabbed the bin by the dresser for her.

After emptying the contents in her stomach which wasn't that much at all she thanked Hank and he nodded his head. "You don't look well," he told her while helping her slip his shirt on.

He didn't care if he was cold. This was his older Alpha's daughter and his new Alpha's sister. He'll be damned if she got more sick on his watch.

He then grabbed the blanket from the bed and wrapped it around her tightly. Hank grabbed his jacket and slipped it over his shoulders and then went to the window.

He opened the window, as quietly as he could. The cold wind makimg him shiver from how cold it was.

He looked down. "You are gonna have to jump to me." he turned to her after he said that.

Clara sighed and shook off her momentary fear that he wouldn't catch her. " okay," she nodded and stood up.

Hank jumped out the window landing on his feet, he stood up straight and turned around facing the window.

As she walked over she heard feet on the floorboards. Clara, quickly stepped out of the window as the door burst open, she felt the blanket rip from her body as she jumped down and thankfully Hank caught her.

Looking up, she seen Alex standing there with an angry look.

"Boy you don't get back in this house, I'll kill you." he yelled. Instead Hank took off into the woods leaving his father there yelling after him.