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"No!" I hear Harry yell, my body sore and unable to wake up.

"Don't touch her! No!" he yells, voice cracking with how hard he yells. I feel pain infiltrate my body and I struggle to move, so sore and weak.

"Wolfsbane is the best for this," someone says, the voice unrecognizable.

"Stop! Get off her!"

A numbing pain enters me and I soon realize I'm being subjected to some sort of torture with wolfsbane.

"Shut the fuck up!" my father says, a crack heard. My eyes fight to open and I lay weak, the presence of whoever was on me leaving.

"You deserve to see this pain," my father spits, Harry writhing in pain.

"I'll kill you!" Harry grits, my body being violated.

"But you won't. Once she's dead, you'll be weak and beg for me to kill you because you won't be able to live with yourself," my father almost laughs, my body feeling cold.

"In my hatred for you, I'd kill you before I kill myself," Harry states. "I won't live without her."

"Pathetic," my father laughs, my body burning at the wolfsbane on me.

"Without her, you'll be alone and scared. You'll feel the pain and want to die immediately. I'm here because I need to kill both of you first," my father yells, Harry grunting in pain.

"Restraining me won't stop me from killing you. Killing your own daughter is the worst thing anyone could ever do, you sick selfish son of a bitch," Harry groans.

"And killing my mate is a good thing?!" my father yells, my eyes rolling back.

"She's your daughter!" Harry yells, my heart leaping for him.

"Get the fuck off her!" he continues, my body soon felt up by someone.

"Seeing Dean touch her like that must make you so angry," my father snickers, obvious as to not care about my modesty.

"Fucking stop!" Harry screams at my father, my body limp.

A laugh leaves my father's lips and I slip back into unconsciousness.

"Stay off her!" Harry yells, my head moving.

"Oh, look she's finally awake," Dean says, my eyes opening to see a stone room. My body is cold and as soon as I sit up, I curl up. I'm not wearing anything.

"Lay back down so I can finish what we started," Dean whispers in my ear, my head shaking as I shy away from him.

I hear something break and I jolt my attention to the right of me, Harry breaking a chain that restrained him.

"Fuck," Dean mutters, my body shaking from the cold. I feel weak; unable to do anything.

Harry punches Dean, my eyes closing but the sounds of their anger are still heard.

"You don't touch her! You're going to fucking die!" Harry grits, my body shaking.

"No, don't," Dean says, my body soon lifted into someone's arms.

"Open your eyes. It's me," Harry whispers, my eyes opening to see him. He kisses my forehead and takes off his plaid shirt, putting it on me to cover me up. His arms lift me and take me out of the room, my body staying in his arms.

"Hold onto me."

I nod and he shifts me onto his back, running and shifting easily. He runs and I hold onto him, his wolf running as fast as he can out of here.

My eyes close, struggling to remain awake, but I'm drifting in and out of slumber. I'm tired and weak.

My body is set on the ground and lifted into Harry's arms again, his hands holding me tightly to his body.

"Harry," I hear his mother gasp, my body held tighter.

"Don't worry about me. I needed a safe place to take care of her," he says, walking past her and walking into his old room.

"What happened?" she asks, my body set down.

"They raped her. In front of me," he says, taking the shirt off my body and placing me in a bath. My skin burns and I whimper, his hands immediately grabbing mine.

"It's going to get rid of the wolfsbane," he whispers, grabbing my hair and putting it up.

"What happened to you?" his mother asks, taking notice to his bruised and cut face.

"They didn't like how I was resisting everything so they beat me up. It doesn't hurt," he says, my eyes filling with tears as the burning on my skin continues.

"What can I do for you?" she asks, my tears wiped by Harry's thumbs.

"Get her some clothes," he says, not looking anywhere but from me.

As soon as his hands start to rub my skin, I feel better. His warmth spreads through me and he kisses me, my lips barely able to move.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know any of this was going to happen," he whispers, my eyes watching his soon become watery. He's going to cry. My big macho wolf mate is going to cry.

"Please, forgive me. I failed," he whispers, tears threatening to spill.

"I f-forgive. P-Please," I whisper, grabbing his cheeks. It's the same pain I had once felt. It's wearing on my throat and it feels extremely sore to talk.

He sniffles, clearly showing signs of regret for himself. He couldn't have stopped this from happening. We were the ones who had ran away and the pulled through with their plan. I don't want him to cry over this.

His arm wraps around me and he buries his head in my neck, nearly in the tub at this point.

"I didn't do what I promised. They hurt you when I was helpless. If I could have protected you..." he cries, trailing off as he cries harder.

Anne walks in, drops the clothes off, and leaves quickly. By the look on her face, she hasn't seen her son so vulnerable before.

It takes all my energy to lift his head up, wiping his tears and kissing his split lips lightly.

"W-We didn't k-know," I rasp out, his eyes focusing on me.

I've never seen something so heartbreaking than seeing Harry crying. It's making me sad and I might begin crying again.

"Mae, I-I..." but I cut him off, pressing my finger to his lips.

I shake my head and kiss him, his arms pulling me up. He lifts me out of the tub and wraps a towel around me, his body sitting down. He keeps me in his arms and I feel his lips touch the corner of my eye.

"Did t-they hurt you?" I ask, his head shaking.

"Don't worry about me. You need to get better," he whispers, my hand holding onto his neck.

After he helps me change, he takes me into his bedroom and lays me down.

"I'm going to get you something to eat," he whispers, my head nodding.

He walks out and I hear Anne attempt to talk to him, his anger filling the room again.

"I don't get why you have to be angry at me anymore! You found your mate and you love her, so why do-" he clearly cuts her off and eagerly want to know if I've heard the truth.

"She doesn't know! She's not used to the whole wolf thing yet. I know my feelings for her, but she doesn't," he nearly yells, my feet moving me to the door.

"Have you even tried telling her? It helps once you do," she tries but he shakes his head.

"Mum, it's complicated," he tests, her hand setting on his shoulder.

"It took your father three days to tell me he loves me. Mates are supposed to love each other immediately. If she doesn't love you, she would have rejected you in the first hour of knowing who you really are. But she's here and will be. Mae will learn to love you. There's a good chance she feels the same way about you already," she explains to him.

My inner wolf leaps, a feeling I've become accustomed to whenever feeling a certain emotion for Harry. It's true; all Anne's saying. If Harry loves me, then I will develop those feelings.

But I might not have to. I think I already feel them.

He sighs and allows her to embrace him, his hands hesitantly placed on her back.

"I'm not good at feelings," he mumbles, my lips curving.

"You got it from your father. I could barely crack a smile out of him after a while. He was stoic, but that doesn't mean you have to be. Letting your feelings go can help you in the long run. You'll be a better family man if you were to have children," she explains, his lips pressing together.

I lay back down and smile at the feeling running through me. Realization that he's fallen in love with me is top on my mind and it makes me extremely happy. Harry doesn't even know that I feel the same about him.

A few minutes later, Harry walks in with toast and fruit. I smile and eat, thanking him. He kisses my cheek and stiffens when I shift, his body jolting up.

"Stay here with Mae," he commands his mother, rushing out of the house.

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I roll in bed, feeling Harry's body move in beside me. His freshly showered musk fills my senses and he pulls my body into his tightly.

"You okay?" I ask, his eyes locking on mine. They flash a yellow color before he nods, my hand brushing his wet hair off his forehead.

"Alex was contacting me. I had to work out issues with him and he told me he's Alpha once again. Gemma's Luna and won't stop beaming because of it. They're trying to have a kid," he stops with, my knees coming up and resting against his waist.

"How do you f-feel about that?" I ask, his shoulders shrugging.

"I don't care at this point. They deserve each other. Their kids are going to be arrogant," he says, my lips pressing together before I kiss his cheek.

A smile forms upon his lips and I adore his dimples, his eyes brightening as he looks into mine.

"Your eyes turned yellow," he reveals, my lips curving.

"Good."

He chuckles, pulling me closer to him. My hands grab his cheeks and I kiss him lightly, his minty breath an addictive flavor.

"T-Tell me what h-happened," I whisper, his eyebrows frowning soon after.

"They touched you. Violated you in every way. Dean was told to sexually do things to you, so when he touched you in front of me, I broke the chains. In doing so, he freaked and I grabbed the vile of wolfsbane and poured it down his throat, surely killing him. You father beat me up before hand, hitting me with rings on his fingers. It hurt like a bitch but it's fine."

His nose brushes mine, his hand brushing against my back.

"It made me so upset that I couldn't help but...cry seeing you in pain," he mumbles, so upset over the pain I had endured.

"I-I haven't cried in years," he explains, holding onto my shirt as he explains what was running through his head.

"All I want is to keep you safe but that isn't happening with your father here," he says, my fingers brushing through his hair.

"D-Don't worry. I'm not l-leaving," I tell him, coughing at the end.

My head buries into his neck and he soothes me to sleep, my eyes closing. I release a sigh and rest there in his arms, my body coming to sleep. Not long after I've closed my eyes, I hear Harry whisper the three little words I'd never thought I'd hear from him.

"I love you."

My heart thumps against my chest and I decide to remain asleep as he assumed I already was. Everything about this seems so right.

"So much, Mae," he whispers, my body feeling paper thin. His words make me feel like I'm on cloud nine; my inner wolf howling with excitement.

This is my life.

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