Chapter 175
**Alora’s POV**
It was the loud bang and the searing fiery pain in my leg that woke me with a gasp. I looked and saw my own blood running out onto the floor, a chunk of skin was missing from my left thigh, and a hole was now in the floor near me. Looking towards the door I saw Sarah standing there, holding a gun in her hands. She had live ammo, not those damn tranquilizer darts.
“What are you doing?” I asked her in a scathing tone.
I was pissed, Damien was going to feel this, and he was going to worry about me. With that thought, I blocked the pain. I was trying to keep it from reaching my mate. I could only hope he was distracted enough with something else that he didn’t feel it.
Sarah shot at me again, this time I was able to doge, but not very far. My right wrist was cuffed and attached to a long chain. I could only reach the middle of the room, but no further. It burned to move my leg, but I wasn’t about to sit still and just let her shoot me. Sarah kept firing and I kept dodging as best I could, so the bullets only tore bits and pieces of my skin off.
When Sarah’s gun was empty she threw it to the ground with a screech of frustrated fury. I was able to take a breath and really look at Sarah as she was slamming her fists against the bars. Her eyes were wild, and there were bruises all over her, there was even the lingering scent of blood.
It took a moment for the ringing in my ears, a result of the gunshots, to stop enough for me to hear what she was screaming. “FIX JACK! REMOVE WHATEVER SPELL YOU PUT ON JACK YOU WHORE!”
I had to think about what she meant, what spell she was talking about. It took me a moment, but then I remembered Chastity Bell, and I started to laugh. “You want me to remove the spell, that keeps your psychotic sadist of a boyfriend from raping me?” I asked her, my tone full of mocking amusement. “You must be dreaming.”
Sarah slammed her hands against the bard and screamed in fury. “YOU WHORE! IF YOU DON’T REMOVE THE SPELL I’LL KEEP SHOOTING YOU!” Her face was twisted with her insanity, whatever Jack had done had sent her over the edge.
“You’ll have to get more bullets first.” I drawled. “Or did you forget…your gun is empty.” I purred at her. I looked at her, my eyes filled with disdain.
“YOU BITCH! YOU WHORE! CHANGE JACK BACK! CHANGE HIM BACK!” Sarah screamed, while banging on the bars again.
The three girls that had been with Sarah came in again, they grabbed her up and dragged her out, I laughed and she screamed. Just as I was about to break the chain that bound me to the wall, the taller of the three Witches pulled out another gun and shot me with a tranquilizer dart again.
All I could think as I passed back out was “This is so annoying.”
**Damien’s POV**
After my talk with Matt, I talked with my mother. According to Matt the people that were coming, we severely abused and starved for years. Which meant when his mates Clan arrived, they would all most likely need some kind of medical care. My mom was splitting her time between the Heartsong Clinic and the Pack Clinic.
Alora planned to have the research and medical labs here, work with both the Pack Clinic and the Pack Labs. This way she could continue to work for them in a way, only now she was in her own space. Alora was amazing at economics, she had a plan that would make the Heartsongs flourish better than ever before.
Her plans didn’t just benefit her Clan though, they benefited the whole Pack. By bringing the facilities here up to date, and opening them up to students while working with the Pack University, it opened up the ability to bring students outside the Pack in.
This was a major plus, as there were lots or beings among the Pack that hadn’t found fated mates yet. It wasn’t just beings from other Packs she was inviting either, it was all beings that were invited. The Heartsong’s never looked down on cross species pairings, ever. From the beginning they had accepted other beings into their Clan.
To the Heartsongs, Hybrids were blessings, because it meant new power and a new skill in the Clan. The Heartsong Clan had always been very unique among all Werewolf Packs. They’d been a major influence on Werewolves all over, all throughout history. They still remain that way to this day.
Everyday among this Pack made me realize Alora was the perfect Clan Alpha for these beings. Everyday cements into my mind that Alora will one day be the perfect Alpha of this Pack. I was so proud to be the mate of this amazing and powerful female. I was so proud that she was going to be the mother to my pups.
However, there was a drawback to these thoughts at the moment. It was the searing and agonizing pain of not having her here, right next to me…safe in my arms. Instead…she was far away from me…taken from me. It was cruel really, one moment I was happy remembering how amazing my female is…and the next moment…remembering the moment she was taken from me.
With my heart feeling like it was being squeezed in a vice, I called out to my mate through our mind link, desperately needing to hear her voice. *“Starlight, you there?”* My voice sounded rough, filled with emotion.
*“Hey my love, why do you sound so upset?”* she asked me in a soothing voice, love in her tone.
I felt her love for me surround me through our bond, providing a comfort only she could. *“I was missing you, and needed to feel you, thank you my Starlight.”* I said, my voice still rough.
*“My darling mate, this has been so hard on you, I would never have had you go through this for anything.”* She said. I could feel her guilt over this, proving just how much she cared about me.
*“Hearing your voice and feeling you love is doing wonders for me right now. None of this was your fault. We’ll be together again soon, I have faith in that.”* I told her, trying to absolve her guilt.
She had nothing to feel guilty over, this was not her fault, Sarah was to blame. If not for that bitch my mate would still be by my side, in my arms. Goddess I hated the female more and more each day. I wanted to rip her to pieces as she begged me for a mercy I would never give, one she had no right to ask for after everything she has done in her life.
*“I love you Damien.”* she said, her voice filled with emotion.
*“I love you too Alora.”* I said, then I felt something else through the bond...pain. My mate was in pain, it sent a sharp chill down my spine. *“What happened, why are you in pain?”* My question was a demand.
*“Well…I’m not exactly sure, but I think Sarah’s psychotic boyfriend ran afoul of my Chastity Bell Spell, and more than likely took his anger out on Sarah. Which caused her to come into the prison to scream at my cell door to undo my spell on her sadistic psycho path of a boyfriend.”* She said, her voice starting out hesitant before becoming wry.
She didn’t say why she was in pain, probably hoping all the other information she gave me would distract me. Did she honestly think that was going to work on me? *“Why are you in pain?”* I growled the question.
*“Well, when Sarah first came into the prison, she was taking pot shots at me with a live gun. A few of the bullets took some skin with them.”* I growled, and she started talking in a panicked voice. *“But I’m okay, they're just surface wounds, nothing to worry over…Oh! And the gun ran out of ammo, so she won’t be shooting at me again soon.”*
This time it was both Zane and I growling, did she really think the gun being out of bullets, and her wounds only being surface wounds, made it all better? *“That you have been hurt at all, is reason enough for me to disembowel that female the second I see her.”* I growled out the words.
*“Well, if it makes you feel better, Sarah was dragged out by her cohorts and I was shot with a tranquilizer dart after, but only one, so the effects will only last for six hours.”* The last part was said in a deliberately cheery tone.
She was determined to make me feel better, so I would let her. *“Okay, I’ll calm down for now.”* I said, hoping to make her feel at ease. She didn’t need to be stressing over my feelings being in her situation.
*“That’s better, I’m going to try and break through the rest of their spells while my body is knocked out. Don’t worry if you don’t hear from me for a few hours.”* She said, her words soft.
*“I’ll try, I love you my Starlight.”* I told her, making sure to push my feelings for her through our bond.
*“I love you too, my darling mate.”* Then she faded from my consciousness.
I reached the clinic and immediately spotted my mother, she was talking to a nurse at the nurses station. The nurse saw me pointed in my direction. My mom turned, surprised at first when she saw me, then curious. She walked over to me and grabbed my arm, leading me to her office just to the side of the nurses station.
She shared the office with Alora, there were bits and pieces of Alora all around in here, mixed in with my mother. “What brought you here sweetie?” Mom asked.
I sat on the sofa, mom and Alora had set up a seating area between their desks for guests. “I talked to Matt, and with everything he says, we need to set up the medical center here to take on patients…a lot of patients.”
“What kind of care patients are we talking about?” Mom asked me, her tone serious.
“The beings who will be arriving soon are all long term victims of severe abuse and starvation. Some might need to have a basic check done on them, others might need long term care. Those that can be let go with a basic check up will need immediate housing accommodations in the guest apartments above the clinic. We are looking at three hundred patients.” I told her.
“We have enough beds in the medical center, even if all three hundred needed long term care, so there are no worries there. I’ll contact the head of housekeeping and inform her of our impending guests and where you want them to board. I’ll also have her inform the kitchens of incoming volume of guests.” She said, then asked. “Do we have a timeline?”
“A day, at most.” I said.
“Well I just have to start making arrangements now.” Mom said, before asking. “Do you know how they are going to arrive?”
“Possibly, Matt said from one of his firsts dreams about this female, before he confirmed her identity with the Moon Goddess, she does a very large spell that transports her and her Clan here, only, it causes her severe injury.” I told her.
“Who is this female that leads these beings?” Mom asked.
“Matt’s second chance mate.” I told her grimly.
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