Chapter 42

We ate our dinner once everyone in the pack had calmed down from the vampire attack and we had put the dead to rest in the ground. It was relatively tense and silent thoughout, each of my mates concerned over the fact that Balthazar had sent vampires to collect me.
the thought of going back to that tyrant haunted me as the seconds past, but I couldn't show my fear because it would only cause them to worry more. I had to be strong for them, for us. I just hoped that he would never succeed in taking me back, that I would never have to see him again.
but what lengths would he go to to make sure I end up back under his roof? What was he willing to do to get the outcome that he wanted?
I didn't know for certain what was going to happen in the future, and perhaps that is what scared me the most, I didn't like surprises and I knew for certain I never wanted to see the warlock again. But what if I had no choice?
what if he came after my mates next? Would I be willing to sacrifice my freedom to save them?
the simple answer was yes, I would sacrifice myself for each of them, but I doubt they would ever consider allowing me to do such a thing. We were all attatched to one another, we all cared for each other's safety and if one of us was in danger the others would step forwards to help. We are a team.
zane sighed, slamming his fork onto the table. "I know today has been a shit storm, but that doesn't mean we have to mope around. The dead are dead and nothing will change that."
"have some respect!" Matthew shouted, shoving away his plate. "Those were your people that died."
"yes and I will always remember their sacrifice, but that doesn't mean I'll do it by being silent and moody." Zane snapped back, rising to his feet as he punched the table.
"we are mourning their loss, it's natural." Alexander mutters, continuing to eat as though nothing was happening.
Zane growled, frustrated and angry. "I'm simply saying we need a plan, we can't just sit here thinking about the dead when the living are still in danger."
"Zane is right." I whisper, causing all heads to turn my way. "We need to focus on the living, we don't know when the next attack will come. We have to be ready."
matthew and Dean growl, "I can't believe you agreeing with the idiot." Dean snaps.
"of course I am, not point in dwelling over the dead if we will soon join them." I snap back, "we have to be ready for the next attack. Balthazar won't stop so easy."
Alexander nods his head. "I agree, we can't idly sit by and wait for another attack, we have to be ready."
"Exactly!" I say, flopping back into my seat. "I won't go back to the warlock. I refuse."
Dean takes my hand, "don't worry sweetness, we won't let him get his hands on you."
"he will never have you." Zane added, "we won't allow it."
tears form in my eyes, "I can't do it, I won't be able to go back. I'd rather die than go back."
alexander pulls me onto his lap, holding me close with his arms wrapped around me. "Don't think like that, we will never let him hurt you."
"what if you can't stop him?" I ask, sobbing into his shoulder.
"we will, he will never get you again. You have our word." Matthew says slowly, leaning over the table to take my hand. "No one will hurt you whilst we are here."
I turn around on Alexander's lap and press my lips against his, catching him and the others off guard as I push against him, needing his comfort. He wraps his hands around me and kisses me back, our mouth moulding together in one movement. He brushes his tongue over my bottom lip as he asks for access and I open up, our tongues dancing together.
I was completely lost in the kids that I jumped slightly when Matthew moved up behind me and begins to kiss my neck, his manhood pressed against the bottom of my back. I Moan into Alexander's mouth, causing his manhood to twitch between my legs.
I was completely lost in the feel of my men touching and devouring me, I feel Mathews canines puncture the skin on my neck just as Dean brushes up and pinched my left nipple, both causing me to cry out in pain and pleasure.
once Mathew licks the wound and kisses my neck, Alexander loves to my neck whilst Dean kisses my lips, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I pushed against Alex as he pressed his canines into my skin, causing me to moan into deans mouth and push back into Mathews manhood.
"Let's take this upstairs." Zane groans, ushering us out of the room.