The Alpha Saved Me (Editing And Revising!)

Chapter 14

It was hard, hearing that. It made me feel like someone cared. I took a deep breath, “When I went in I headed towards the kitchen thinking he wasn’t there. B-But he was, and I tried to run.”

Tears were falling down my face again, and Blake didn’t say anything, just listened. And for that I was grateful.

“My D-Dad grabbed me and shoved me towards the floor. My head banged against the, floor and I could tell I was losing blood. I screamed, but it was as if no one could hear me.” I whispered, the memories replaying over and over again in my head. It was like a nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from.

“He s-started ripping my clothes off me, I tried pushing him away from me but he was too strong, He wouldn’t let go and my vision was starting blur. I was trashing around but it didn’t make a difference. He was going to rip my underwear off when black spots started to appear and then it was just black.” I wept.

Wept for my mother that died, the father I had and the life I could’ve had. Blake reached for me, and I grabbed a fist of his shirt. “Why? Why?” I cried. “I secretly always thought maybe, just maybe he loved me. I was such a fool, no one would ever love me.”

I looked up at him with wide eyes, tears making their way down my face. His fists were clenched and his eyes were narrowed in anger. “Did this usually happen?” He asked.

 I nodded, “Ever since my mom died, he started abusing me.” I hiccupped as my sobs died down, and I leaned against Blake’s chest.

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” He wondered. “You think I didn’t?” I cried, “Whenever I reported, the files and evidence somehow always managed to just disappear. I gave uo, I gave up ok? I believed that no one cared for me and I was right.” Tears builded up again as I thought of that.

“I’m so tired, Blake. I just want to forget.” I whispered as my eyes started drooping, I knew I would have to talk more about it later, but for now I’m just going to sleep. And with that thought I gave in, and closed my eyes to the darkness.

Blake POV :

Isabella’s eyes closed as she fell asleep in my arms. I sighed, and rubbed her back. That bast*ard, my eyes narrowed in anger and my fists clenched as I thought of him.  I laid her on the bed before leaving  the room and entering the living room.

My family which consisted of my sister, dad and mom were sitting on the couch. My mum and sister had worried looks, while my dad was just plain confused. I sighed and sat on the couch opposite theirs.

“Son, what’s going on?” My father asked, bewildered.  “That was my mate,” I explained. “I was outside of her house when she screamed. So I went in, and I saw her dad about to rape her. I shifted and killed him.” I felt like killing him all over again as white hot rage filled me again when I thought of him on top of her.

She was mine and no one else.

My mother and sister gasped while my father’s face clouded with hate. My dad knew what it was like to have a mate so he knew what I was going through.

“Was this something that happened all the time?” My mother asked. I nodded my head, “Yeah, ever since she was little.” My father looked in deep thought. “Did she see you shift.”

“No, she passed out before.” The pulling feeling for me to be closer to her was stronger then ever as I was extremely worried. I gave in and stood up, “I’m going to check on her, tell the pack, if you haven’t, that I’ve found my mate.”

I walked back towards her room, the aching feeling lessening as I got closer. I opened the door and headed towards where she was. I lifted the covers and slipped in beside her.

I took great pleasure knowing that she missed me subconsciously as she snuggled closer towards me. I wrapped my hands around her, intertwining our legs. Her head was on the crook of my neck, and I sighed in bliss.

It felt so right, her in my arms. I closed my eyes, for a small rest, enjoying the feel of her pressed up against me.