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Tyson bites his wrist offering it to me, his mother's eyes watching worriedly as he brings it to my lips. “Are you sure that’s a good idea,” The woman asks but Tyson presses his bleeding wrist to my mouth. His blood, coating my lips and I lick them.
Bloodlust kicks in at his intoxicating blood and I grab his wrist biting down on it. He flinches but doesn't pull away. I drank from him before forcing myself to stop, he tasted weak, and I could tell he was still healing and tasted tiny bits of wolfsbane in his blood that seeped through his skin.
“You can drink more,” Tyson says but I shake my head.
“You’re injured,” I tell him, leaning against his shoulder. I could feel my wounds healing but still couldn’t feel my wolf, she must be weak for me not to be able to feel her.
“Come here dear,” The woman says, biting into her wrist and holding it out. Tyson nudges me.
“My mother won't hurt you,” Tyson says before a figure steps in behind her. I look up and see my mate standing behind her. A bottle in his hand.
“Move mom,” he says, touching her shoulder. The woman looks at me and I hear Tyson growl low in the back of his throat. Ryker kneels in front of us. He holds the bottle out to me but I don’t take it, instead, Tyson opens the cap and sniffs it. He passes the bottle to me.
“Drink it, it's his blood, it will heal you quicker being he is your mate,” Tyson tells me. I clutch the bottle, tipping it to my lips. His scent was nothing compared to how he tasted, his blood flooding my mouth thick and sweet as I drank greedily, feeling my wounds healing and feeling my wolf slowly coming back. I drain the bottle and Tyson takes it from me.
“Better?” I nod. Ryker reaches for me but I move closer to Tyson.
“Ace?” I ask Tyson, looking at him.
“He is fine, because of you,” he says, kissing my head. Ryker growls at him but doesn’t do anything.
I look down at my toes, remembering the feel of the blunt snips as he removed them. I rubbed them, they ached slightly but had grown back. Ryker watches as I rub my toes before looking away when I catch him staring.
“I don’t understand how that is possible,” He mutters to himself. I say nothing, if only he knew the number of times we have had things removed only for them to grow back and the process to start over again, I don’t know how my wolf bore it.
For years she blocked me out when they would experiment, her screams though I was able to figure out what they were doing to her. I knew but by the time she would let me come back I was always healed, she endured it so I didn’t have to.
Ryker reaches behind him grabbing a towel before standing. Tyson gets up first, his white ass appearing in front of my face and I turn my face not wanting to see his bits. I feel my wolf starting to return as she sluggishly moves to the forefront of my mind and peers out. I hear her growl viciously at my mate in my head, hackled up and ready to attack now that she has enough strength to shift. Tyson hops out wrapping a towel around his waist while my wolf wouldn’t let me move my eyes from Ryker, she wanted to kill him for what he did.
Tyson reaches his hand out to me and I take it standing up and grabbing the towel he was holding out to me. I quickly wrap it around myself. Ryker watches us leave and I stay close to Tyson, though I knew he would be no match for his brother if he did stop me. Tyson drags me to his room when Ryker calls out.
“What are you doing?” He asks his brother. Tyson says nothing just walks into his room dragging me with him before closing his door. He walks to some drawers pulling out some clothes and puts them on.
“Wait here I will get you some clothes, then I will take you to see Ace,” he says, and I nod watching him leave.
Chapter 30
“Weneedtogetout of here,” my wolf tells me.
“And go where?” I ask her.
“Home, if we don’t they will be mad, they might hurt her.”
“That's if they even have her,” I tell my wolf and she shakes her head at me. The door opens and Tyson walks in handing me some shorts and a shirt that had my mate's scent all over it. I take them pulling them on before tearing the pants off, the material was too tight and I could feel my bum hanging out. Tyson shakes his head before reaching into one of his draws and pulling out some shorts with a drawstring. I slip them on and the door opens and Ryker steps in.
“I don’t like her naked in here with you.”
“No, but you had no problem with her freezing down there naked while you tortured her,” Tyson tells him.
“How many times do I have to say I didn’t know, I thought,” Ryker says with a growl, my fingers twitching nervously as he glares at his brother.
"He hurts him and I will kill him," my wolf says as she peers through my eyes.
"You thought wrong, not everyone is Danika, Ryker. She could have run but she came back, now get out of my room,” Tyson tells him. Ryker growls at him and steps into the room. My wolf, not liking the way he was staring at him, growls the noise escaping my lips menacingly and Ryker freezes looking at me. He seemed shocked for a second before regathering himself.
"Don't growl at me, I am the Alpha here not you,” he says.
"You're not my Alpha" I blurted out before I could stop myself. Tyson smiles smugly before grabbing my hand and shoving past his brother dragging me with him. I see Ryker reach for me before pulling his hand back, a strange look crossing his features.
