(Thomas)
2 days, 2 aching days he had been here. Stuck in this damn cage while they experimented on him. His wolf howled for their pack, for their mate but nothing would come of it. It was as if all the ties had been broken. Some of the things they tried had no effect, it just felt a little weird, but most of the things felt like they had set his insides on fire. He tried to hold in his yells so the sick bastards wouldn’t get their thrills, but sometimes it didn’t work. His wolf would just get pissed and he’d try to shift, which would only cause them more pain. It was frustrating, really, to go through the same thing everyday and not be able to do a damn thing about it. He clenched his teeth as the shot they gave him too effect. They had given it to him maybe five hours earlier, and he had fought, but yet it had been affecting him since then. It burned his insides, making his wolf howl over and over in pain, but he wasn’t able to do anything about it.
“It burns a bit don’t it?” The male asked, Thomas hadn’t even bothered trying to know his name. What was the use if he was just going to die as soon as Thomas got out of these restrictions. Thomas gave a wordless snarl and clenched his eyes closed. The pain was making his vision blurry and his head spin, but he refused to let these sick sons of bitches know it.
“I dunno why you’re trying to be all brave. I hope it ain’t for the ladies, none of them do the whole animal sex thing.” He said then laughed at his own joke. He had a choking laugh, one that gave Thomas the sound affects to his fantasy. The fantasy where he choked the male out then clawed and bit at him until he was in a bloody pulp. His thoughts had gone so dark lately.
“Well, you never know. The picking is slim, and people tend to adapt.” He remarked back, sneering, earning him a punch in the face. He had gotten used to their abuse though, so he spit out the blood and smirked at the man.
“Ooh, losing your touch there.” He teased, earning him another punch.
“Mack! What have I told you about hitting him?!” The crazy pyscho bitch shrieked and that made Thomas wince. Everybody else could torture him, anything else would be better than hearing this bitch yell. Mack just shrugged and stepped back..
“Yer boyfriend asked for it.” He said standing to his full height, making his beer bully poke out from his black shirt.
“And you need to ask for the salad dishes.” Thomas replied back, making the male glare at him.
“Why isn’t your pack coming?” Kelly asked, before the male could say something back.
“They probably don’t know I’m here, I’m not normally very active in the pack.” He was wondering the exact same thing, but he had told himself what he said was truth.
“Well, it’s no fun if your pack doesn’t join.” She pouted, stepping in to the cage. He had never seen the day when she just didn’t wear leather. Other than the times when they were having sex and he’d seen her completely naked. She was nothing at all like Molly. His Molly, the one his wolf so blatantly rejected. Repeatedly. She was bony, whereas Molly was curved and luscious. She was so fragile, whereas Molly, his Molly, demanded he be rough. The more he thought of her, the more his wolf got angry. If it wasn’t for these damn silver cuffs blocking him from shifting his claws would’ve extended. That and whatever they gave him earlier stopped his wolf from surfacing.
“What the hell does my pack have to do with this, you said you just wanted me.” He said, getting tense and agitated. He had to relax though, to keep his wrists from rubbing against from the silver cuffs.
“Tsk, tsk. Did you really think we were just going to leave your pack alone?” She asked in a patronizing tone that made him want to strangle her.
“You and your pack are an abomination, a freak of nature. We can’t just leave your pack alone without an Alpha, do you know how terrible that would be for society?” She asked with a little giggle.
“Then let me go you hateful hag!” He spat at her, lunging in his chained chair making his wrists rub against the silver. The flesh burned and he growled at the stinging, but sat back. She was completely unfazed, in fact she simply smiled evilly.
“But we need you, do you not pay attention to anything I say?” She asked, moving her head to the side, making her platinum hair swing to the side. He ground his teeth together and closed his eyes. Molly if you can hear me by some freak accident, I want you to know that I love you and always did love you. My wolf was just too scarred to admit it, but he loves you too. If we die, please watch after the pack, he thought, praying to the moon goddess that he wouldn’t die.
(Molly)
He wasn’t there. Not that she was looking for him or anything, because she wasn’t. At least that’s what she told herself. Her subconscious looked for him while she held Ryan’s hand and tried to hide her baby bump. Of course it wouldn’t work, they could all smell her baby and probably hear the baby’s heartbeat as well. They all looked at her the minute she stepped into Thomas’ fathers’ house and she felt uncomfortable. She took a cautionary sniff and found nothing. What kind of Alpha doesn’t even come to his own packs’ meeting?! Wasn’t it mandatory to attend for all pack members? Including the fucking Alpha!? Her emotions had gone way off whack since she last saw Tom, and right now she was trying to keep her anger reigned in.
“We’ll start as soon as Tom comes.” Brandon said, walking up to her. She smiled a little and nodded once, her mother stood tense and her father had one arm draped around her shoulder in a protective stance.
“We don’t think he’s coming.” Sarah said, wringing her hands. Molly’s attention flew to Sarah as she narrowed her eyes.
“What do you mean you don’t think he’s coming?” She asked dangerously, dropping Ryan’s hand.
“H- he’s dropped all ties with us. N- normally we would be a-able to feel him, somewhere, in the pack bonds. B- but we can only feel you, you’re the only Alpha here right now.” She explained stuttering and Molly’s heart skipped a beat. That would mean…
“Is he dead?” She whispered, afraid to be too loud and break the world.
“No, we would be able to feel that. It’s just that when you search for him through the bonds you get a very weak answer. We weren’t supposed to tell you that.” He said throwing a look at a flustered Sarah.
“She’s his mate, she had a right to know.” Carol growled, taking a threatening step toward Brandon.
“She doesn’t need to be stressed out right now.” Brandon growled back, they never raised their voice.
“She’s the only Alpha we have right now, Alpha’s are stressed all the time. Not saying it’s a good thing, just stating a fact. She had to know, for the good of the pack right now.” Carol sighed, dropping her threatening demeanor.
“When did he go missing?” Her mother stepped up and asked. At that the pack stilled and the air filled with uncertainty and embarrassment.
“We don’t exactly know. Thomas isn’t the social type. He either holes up in his apartment or at his job.” A young female member said, biting her lip and blushing. Molly rubbed her forehead and clenched her eyes closed. They started talking, but she couldn’t hear them. She focused, put all her energy into that, and listened to whatever was inside her. Something howled in anger and pain inside her and she waited, hoping that her guess was right. She heard something, the faint sound of a whimper in the back of her mind. Please lord let my guess be right, she thought and her inner self howled again. She squeezed her eyes closed and cocked her head to the side, trying to listen as hard as she could. That’s when she heard it, the wonderful sound of an answering howl. The sound of a mate answering a mate. She opened her eyes and doubled over. She’d used the majority of her energy straining to listen and now she was tired.
“Holy shit Molly, you Ok?” Carol asked as she and Sarah swarmed to her.
“Get the pack doctor.” Her father said, his voice deep and powerful.
“I can hear him, but it’s very faint. He’s weakened, I don’t know how to find him but I promise him I will.” The whole pack looked at her with stunned eyes. She didn’t know what happened until she felt cold air hit her belly. She looked down to see that her shirt had ridden up again, revealing her baby bump to the whole pack.
“Well, I guess the truth comes out now.” She said and asked for Carol and Sarah to move her to the couch. Once she was seated and everybody else was too, someway somehow she got that to work, she explained everything.
(Thomas)
He grit his teeth against the pain. The male hunter twisted the knife in his arm and he struggled not to let out a yell. He absolutely refused to let him hear his pain. Not that he would have to say anything, the sizzling on his arm was an alright indication. The knife wasn’t a normal knife, of course the bastards couldn’t just make it a normal knife. It was a silver knife, but not any normal silver knife, the knife was coating in liquid wolfsbane. It sizzled against his flesh as he twisted it and he clenched his fists together.
“All right, enough. We have enough proof.” A female voice said. It wasn’t Kelly so he relaxed. Just a little. He kept his eyes closed but he heard and smelt the male move away only to be replaced by another smell. It was the smell that made him open his eyes. She smelled like… His gaze flew to his arm as he felt nimble fingers touch him around the scarring.
“Holy jalapeno peppers, that looks bad.” She whispered softly, making him strain to hear her. He narrowed his eyes on her and she looked up at him. She had shocking blue eyes and looked to be around his age.
“I’m so sorry about this, it’s really inhumane.” She said again, still whispering. She obviously didn’t want anyone else to hear so he gave a slight nod. She opened a plastic kit he didn’t notice she had and opened an alcohol wipe.
“This might sting a bit.” She remarked softly and cleaned his wound. Compared to the knife, this was a paper cut.
“I’ve seen your mate, and your pack. They’ve recently noticed you’re gone.” She said softly and his eyes watered at the mention of his mate.
“I don’t want to hurt you, me and Paul, don’t wish to harm any of your kind.” She continued to work on his arm.
“Valerie, escort it back to its cage.” Mack said and Valerie stood. She grabbed his arm in a movement that fooled the eyes to look like it was rough when in fact it was gentle. She yanked him up softly and he whined. She must’ve forgotten that he was chained to the chair as she cursed under her breath. She quickly unlocked him and he stood slowly, she grabbed his arm and appeared to drag him out the experimentation room.
“I’m leaving you un cuffed. There aren’t any cameras in your cage and your not on watch. The minute you suspect someone is coming you are to pretend like you’re cuffed. Understand?” She asked under her breath and he gave a quick growl. He heard something in his mind and his wolf perked up. His wolf was still weak, so instead of answering whatever it was he gave a weak whine. The sound stopped for awhile, then he heard it clearly. A howl, as clear as ever, rang in his head and his wolf answered back. He felt something he hadn’t felt since he first saw Molly, hope.
(Molly)
She was numb inside, she could feel absolutely nothing. After she told the pack everything everyone was stuck in a stupor. Nobody knew what to do, they didn’t know how to start looking for him, they didn’t know where to start. They knew nothing. They knew that they felt bad about not noticing that he was missing originally. That was the only thing they knew. His father practically broke down. He said that he couldn’t bare to lose his only son, he cursed the moon goddess for being cruel, he cried. That shocked her, she’d only seen a man cry once, and that once was when she had tried to leave Thomas. The time he rejected her. Just thinking about him made her heart ping. She rubbed her forehead and her stomach growled. She’d forgotten to eat in her stress. They were still at Thomas’ fathers’ house, she hadn’t had the strength to leave. She bit her lip and got up from the couch, immediately everybody was there, helping her up.
“I’m not fucking fragile, I’ve been fine by myself for quite some time now.” She grumbled and moved away from them. Her wolf growled and whined in her head, Carol had been nice enough to tell her what it was that was inside her head, as she walked to the kitchen. She stopped when she saw Thomas’ father standing there, gazing out the kitchen window.
“Mr. Green-“
“Maximus, call me Maximus.” He cut her off, still not turning around.
“I’m so sorry about your wife, I didn’t know. But I will find Thomas, even if takes everything in me to do it.” She said softly walking toward him.
“You two were so good together. You’re both strong, powerful leaders. You’re both independent and smart. I tried so hard to get you to see it when you were younger, I guess I just didn’t try hard enough. My son made his mistakes, I’ve made my mistakes, you’ve made yours. But I do not want you trying to redeem yourself by putting yourself in danger, I wouldn’t be a good Alpha if I did. You can try to help if you wish, but I will not let you harm yourself.” He said, regret lacing his tone.
“You’re right, I have made my mistakes, Thomas has made his. But whoever the hell took him, or wherever the hell he is he’s hurt. I will not let him suffer because of my own selfish needs or your wants. I wouldn’t be a good mate or mother if I did. I can see where you’re coming from, I honestly can, but you cannot stop me. He is mine, just as much as he is yours. I love him, he might not love me back but that is being pushed aside for now. He’s hurting, and we don’t have time to mull our problems over. So if you have any food, and information, I would gladly appreciate it.” She said, power pushing from her voice. Maximus gave off a small chuckle and turned around to face her. His black eyes were now pools of liquid as tears streaked down his face.
“Let’s get you fed, and let’s find my son.”
(Thomas)
She had kept her promise and left him unchained and he couldn’t be more happier. Sure it was just his hands, and it wasn’t like he could really do anything, but it felt like a really big step closer to freedom. He ran his fingers through his long black hair and puffed out his cheek. His wolf was crooning towards something, he just couldn’t see past the fog to see what it was. This was the most relaxed his wolf had been in 3 days, he liked it. He stood from the chair and stretched, his joints popping and cracking. Good lord that felt great, he was just about to sit down when he felt something. He felt a hand caress his face. That couldn’t be possible, there was nobody else in this cage. He felt the caress again and he nuzzled his face into the unseen hand. He felt a tickle go down his back as the hand left his cheek and roamed all over. He had no idea what was happening but he liked it, he liked the peace it offered. The hand cupped his neck and he put his hand on top of whatever it was. He felt nothing, just air. Maybe he was loosing his mind. He felt a kiss go on his lips and then the force was taken away from him. He only knew of one person that could possibly be doing, but that was impossible. He had rejected Molly as his mate, she wouldn’t be able to do the things that just happened to him if he rejected her. Right? He herd someone come down to his cage and he sat in the seat with his hands behind him and his head down. Could it really be Molly, or was he just going mad. He didn’t know which one he preferred more.
(Molly)
She dosed off, she was in a meadow. Thomas sat next to her and a little child skipped through the wildflowers and daisies. Thomas took her hand and kissed the back of it, making little happy shivers go through her. She raised her hand to his cheek and softly caressed him. He nuzzled into her hand as she did it and a breeze picked up, making his hair flow with it. She traced her hand down his back and hic chest. The look in his eyes shocked her, supreme love, love that would stand the test of time. She cupped his neck and brought her face closer to his, keeping her eyes glued to his the whole time. She kissed his lips, right before someone woke her up.
“Molly!!!”
“The fuck!?” She yelled flying up and putting a hand on her stomach.
“We tried waking you up, but then your hands started doing… well, we don’t really know.” Sarah said, blushing and biting her lip. Maximus had gone off in search of food and information, she must’ve nodded off before he came back.
“Is Maximus back?” She asked groggily and stood off the couch.
“No, but he’s close… You were dreaming of him weren’t you?” Carol asked, her eyes roaming my face.
“There’s not a moment when I’m not thinking or dreaming of him. He’s permanently stuck in my brain… the jerk.” She muttered the last part and sat back down.
“Why were you trying to wake me up? I didn’t do anything wrong to deserve such cruel and unusual punishment.” She asked, rubbing her belly.
“Ah, no reason. There’s nothing for us to do, as usual, and we were bored.” Sarah said and sat down next to her.
“Well you guys can do me a heap load by going back to the motel and seeing if you can get my stuff, I doubt I’ll be able to wear any of them by the end of this week but, a girl can wish can’t she?” Her stomach had grown to the point where she could see the tip of it over her breasts. Her figure was gone, she felt like crying.
“Are you sure you just don’t want us to go buy you new clothes?” Sarah asked, her eyes alight with mischief.
“God no, please say no. I’m not asking as a pack mate, I’m asking as a friend. Please for all that’s holy, say no.” Carol begged, amusement shining in her eyes.
“Why not, I could use some new clothes?” Molly asked, bemused.
“Because she’s a flipping shop pyscho, she can’t never just go buy a few things. Because a few turn into a couple, then a couple turns into a whole heap of stuff.”
“A whole heap of stuff that I need, or in this case Molly needs!” Sarah defends, crossing her arms and pouting like a 5 year old.
“I do need a whole heap of stuff.” Molly defended And Sarah immediately gloated.
“See! Ha, ha I told you!!!” Sarah yelled, raising a fist in the air.
“But, I don’t want you guys to flip out. My bag is at the motel there should be-“
“You’re not paying for it, silly Alpha!” Sarah exclaimed, appalled at the idea of her paying for her own stuff.
“Think of it as an early baby shower gift from her.” Carol said, shrugging, as she got up from the couch.
“Not only from me, from both of us.” Sarah said, standing up beside Carol.
“Nuh uh, I’m getting her something more cooler than clothes, something that the baby will love.” Carol said and started to walk out with an arguing Sarah behind her. Her mother and father had gone back home, she wanted to stay with Maximus until they found Thomas, she felt sad for him. He’d lost his wife, he didn’t need to lose his son too. So, until they found him, she would be his daughter. He was already caring for her, by getting her food. She sensed he needed that, he needed to do this thing to feel like he wasn’t a bad father for not realizing his only son was gone. She could help him with that.