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Opening my eyes, I see D standing in the doorway, with a look in his eyes that promises nothing but death.
I never thought that I would see him again, but am so happy he is here. And there is just something about him standing in that doorway, covered in blood, that is doing it for me. My wolf howls in anticipation of being near him again.
Chapter twenty-seven
Damien
Stormingthishellholewiththree of my brothers was simple enough. They don't have enough guards in place to do shit. And the ones they do have went down easy and squealed like little pigs when we started asking questions. Having been told where Andrea was, I stormed right over. Leaving my brothers to take out any remaining issues, checking on the ones that are just as innocent as my pup.
Kicking open the only closed door in the place, I find some weaselly piece of shit standing over her naked body. She's tied to a spanking bench, blood running down her chin and down her chest.
“It would be in your best interest to step away from my woman,” I growl, stepping into the small room.
Taking notice of me fully, he reaches for Andrea and grabs her by the hair, wrenching her head back and exposing her throat.
“And who the fuck are you? And this,” he says gesturing toward her, "is my property. I will do with it as I please.”
“Do you want to know what I will do about it? Or are you just trying to bide your time so that your scrawny little ass can figure a way out of this?”
I feel the anger coursing through my veins and every part of me wants to kill this man, right here right now. Meeting my pup’s eyes, I see pain, relief, and something else I can't quite put my finger on. It has my wolf ready to tear out the man's throat and part of me is thinking maybe I should just let him have some fun.
Storming into the room, I pull my knife from my boot and flip it into the air like I always do. A maniacal grin spreads across my face as I stop short of where the two are situated in the corner of the room. Just as I reach them, I feel something squishy under my boot.
Scraping my boot against the floor to dislodge whatever it is, the laughter crawls its way out of my chest and echoes around the room.
“Is this what I think it is?”
Taking another look at Andrea and taking in the room around, I see the blood drying on her face and the blood splattered on the douchebag from the neck up and soaking him from the waist down. Noticing the bloodstain on his pants as it continues to soak through.
Hearing a slight giggle, I look down at where Andrea is looking at the now smashed dick with a look of accomplishment on her face. Laughing again, I push the sad excuse of a dick out of the way before going around the side of where she's on her knees.
“You will untie her right now or your missing dick won’t be your only problem.”
“I am the Alpha here. I will not take orders from anyone. Especially not someone like you.”
“If that's the way you want to do it, then so be it,” I state, throwing a punch square into his smug face. Not giving him enough time to dodge it, he crumples to the floor, unconscious.
Making quick work of the ropes binding Andrea, I cut her loose and help her to her feet. Wrapping my arms around her and pulling her to my chest.
“Oh, pup, how I have missed you. I'm sorry that it took us so long to get here. Took us a bit to figure out who took you.” I whisper into her ear, as I rub circles over her back before realizing that it is sticky with blood and no longer smooth and unmarred.
I spin her around to look at her back and see what kind of damage has been done to her. She has dozens of whip marks of all sizes all over her back.
“What the fuck is this?” Softly, I run my hand down her back. “Who did this to you?”
“It doesn't matter, D. It's over now and I'm sure the ones that did it are dead now, anyway. Thank you for coming for me. I'd have been dead by morning had you not.”
“No one on the planet will keep me away from you. Or will ever harm you again without having to deal with me. And trust me when I say that they do not want to deal with me.”
With that, I turn her around and lay a swift kiss on her blood-stained lips. Grabbing her hand, I lead her out of this nightmare.
We manage about two steps when she digs her heels in and stops moving. Turning around to see what the problem is, she looks pissed.
“Wait a minute. You said us. Who the fuck is us?”
“My brothers. There are four of them. They helped me track you down and storm the place. They are out making sure no more problems arise and attempting to clean up the mess we made.”
Turning back, I yank on her hand to pull her from the house. As soon as we clear the threshold of the front door, I turn and plant a kiss on her forehead. Grabbing the can of gas I set by the front door, I walk through the small living area, dumping it over everything that I can.
