Dylan POV
“Mom? I'm home!" I yelled the minute I finally got home. Almost instantly she came bounding down the stairs of our little house, she quickly engulfed me in her arms with tears in her eyes."Dylan, I'm... I'm so sorry about yesterday, I sat with you for hours, but you didn't move, I had to get home to Freddie." She cried on my shoulder while I just rolled my eyes. I'm not much of a hugger, I always just look awkward. She's also very melodramatic sometimes.
"Mom, I'm fine." My mom eventually stopped sobbing as she slowly let go of my form drying her eyes.
"Your dad would be so proud of the strong young lady you've become." I smiled before turning to head up the stairs. "Dylan... I... I made your favorite." I could already smell the beef broth she was making. The aroma wafting through the house. It was very rare we'd get the food to make beef broth, but I smiled and nodded my head at her knowing she must have done something to get the ingredients.
"Thanks mom." Me and my mom have a complicated relationship, we don't really talk all that much, but the love is very much there. She smiled before walking back to the kitchen to finish up dinner. We just have nothing in common, she doesn't understand my fight back attitude, and I don't understand her submissive one. We never really bonded like most parents do, she wanted a proper little girl, but she got me, the biggest Tom boy in existence. Of course she's not much of a fighter, but it doesn't mean that she won't help me or my brother in anyway she can, or she at least tries to anyway. She relies on me an awful lot, probably too much sometimes, Sometimes I think she sees me as the stereotypical 'man of the house'.
"Dilly." I Turned around suddenly and barely had time to catch Freddie as he launched himself off of the sixth stair.
"Oof." I felt slightly winded as he wrapped his legs around waist. My back stung from the pressure he placed on it. "Freddie, be careful, I'm still hurting a lot." I groaned as he laughed.
"Sorry." I leaned over to blow a raspberry on his cheek causing him to laugh hysterically, I then placed him back on the ground. He took my hand in his little one, as he ran to the dining table dragging me along with him.
"Dylan... your back is..." my mom stopped in the doorway holding two bowls of broth staring at my back as I sat down at the table. Slowly I allowed my hand to feel the shirt that was covering the bandages that were covering my back, it felt wet, I had no doubt that it was bleeding again.
"Shit, I'll have to go see the nurse again after dinner." I looked at my hand and instantly saw a little bit of red red coat my finger proving my suspicions correct. It must have been bleeding quite badly if it was seeping through my layers. I knew some of them were deep.
"Why don't you let me help? I can patch you up after we eat?!" She placed the bowls down on the table in front of me and Freddy, I shook my head at her and smiled.
"It's fine, you'll be too gentle and it needs wrapping tightly. Thank you though." She sighed before going back into the kitchen to get her own bowl, then walking back in and sitting down with me and my brother to eat.
"I think I'm capable of cleaning and re-bandaging your wounds Dylan, I've probably patched up much worse when you were little." I rolled my eyes at her but agreed to her help. I suppose it did save me walking all the way to Sheila's house just to walk back again.
Once dinner was finished, I just wanted to sleep. I'd had a very long tiring day, I quickly sat down on a small stool my mother kept in the storage closet and removed my shirt while Freddy sat at the table to do his simple homework. It wasn't long before my mother came in with a large bowl of warm salt water and some cotton, this was going to sting I just knew it.
She slowly began to unwrap the bandage from around my torso and slowed down drastically when it came to the final layer, I felt it peel off every wound and my fists clenched in pain.
"Jesus!" I heard my mom exclaim once the dressing was completely removed. The air on my back was nice though and I sighed as my arm covered my once again exposed breasts. "This is more than 15!" I began to hear sniffles coming from her and sighed turning round to look at her face, only to notice tears streaming down it.
"Mom I'm fine, it's alright." She shook her head.
"It's not alright, I'm your mother I shouldn't let these things happen. I'm so sorry. Your father would have..." here she goes again. Every single time something happened she'd always bring up dad, it really annoyed me because no matter how much we all wish he was here, he just isn’t.
"Stop being stupid!" Was I harsh? Definitely! Did she need to hear it again, absolutely. "Dad is dead, we don't know what he'd do because he never knew this life. He never knew this world.” I know what he'd have done, most likely attacked the guy who held the whip and got himself killed in the process. "The best thing you can do for me, is stop crying and help me, next time don’t insist on helping if you can’t handle it.”
She began to wash my open wounds with the warm salt water causing loud winces to leave me, I knew it was necessary to prevent infection, but my god it hurt like a bitch.
"Some of these are really deep Dylan!" She sniffed again and my eyes rolled in my head.
"I told you, I'm fine, just wrap me back up so I can get to bed." My mom was obviously more impacted by my injuries than I was, I suppose that always the case though. When it's happening to you, you've just got to get through it but when it's happening to someone you love, you just want to take their pain away.
She quickly placed a fresh bandage around my waist and chest and wrapped it tightly for compression. The bowl of water that was used was now red in color, I guess from the blood my back was dripping with.
"Can you keep your head down please? At least just this week. You can't take any more lashings." I simply nodded before standing up away from the stool, I walked over to Freddie and ruffled his hair in affection.
"Good night squirt." He giggled and fixed his hair slightly.
"Night Dilly." I smiled walking upstairs to my little bedroom, as soon as I was inside i shut the door and flopped down on to my bed on my stomach and I took a minute to cry to myself at the pain in my back, what my mom did was important but it fucking hurt, not that I'd ever tell her. My hand covered my mouth quickly to muffle any noise I might be making.
I couldn’t tell anyone, I had to be strong because more and more people were crumpling these days, and my mom would break if she knew how much I was suffering. Sleep followed me shortly after, she was right though about me needing to keep my head down for the time being, I could not take another lashing!
Dylan POVAfter a long night and an even longer morning, we were all finally stood in the hallway at school waiting for the twins to arrive. "Mine!" Everyone that was stood in the hallway tensed up, as we were seniors, me and Nick were stood towards the very back of the human line. All the mated people were situated directly opposite their wolf mates in their years. We stayed silent and still as Arya walked down the hall and stopped directly in front of Nick. His eyes widened in fear, unsure of wether to look up or keep his head lowered. "Look me in the eye, mate." He glanced at me slightly as if asking what he should do. "I said, look me in the eye." He slowly moved his eye line up to look at her face. I took a glance myself to see her eyes pitch black with lust. "I... can't... I mean... erm." Before he was able to mutter anything else, two wolves from opposite, grabbed him out of the line and dragged him behind Arya. "Hey!" My head shot up before I could stop myself. My mouth a
Dylan POV. "Ouch, not so hard." I seethed as the school nurse cleaned my new wound with antiseptic. "If you had of just kept your mouth shut, this wouldn't have happened." I turned to my right looking out the window at the few clouds that were floating in the blue sky. "Like I said, I'm proud to be human, and now everyone knows what I am." I clenched my fist together as the nurse began wrapping a bandage around my forearm. It had been a good few hours since the incident in the hall, and I had been forced to come to the nurces office after I had tried to clean my wound by splashing it with water from the tap, it also refused to stop bleeding. "You are impossible. Can you please just try and stay out of trouble? For one day, that's all I ask." Our school nurse is a wolf, she's one of them. However she hates the way they treat us mere humans, she thinks we should all just live in peace with equal rights. Like that would ever happen. "All I've done is stay out of trouble, but you a
Dylan POVDuring the last week, I've been horrible, in class I've been loud in voicing my views, I've insulted at least everyone to some degree, I didn't care about the consequences, and I certainly didn't think about them. I haven't seen Nick at all since he was claimed, and to make matters worse today was the royal visit. Oh yes, werewolves and mated humans alike were spending every waking minute preparing themselves to meet his royal majesty, king of the wolves. Unclaimed Humans however would rather stick pins in their eyes. "Dylan, get down now... you're going to be late." She was right, I was dawdling this morning, I really couldn't be bothered today, I gave myself one last look in the small mirror and sighed when my eyes met my newly uncovered brand. It had bad bruising around the letters, and was still extremely tender to touch, it was definitely healing now though. I made my way down the stairs and came face to face with my mother who was seeing to Freddie, she was helping
Dylan POV.I wandered the corridors straight to the lunch hall. All the people I would normally hang out with we're all mated so I grabbed my lunch quickly, and sat down at the end of the human table. Let me lay the lunch hall out for you. On one side of the room you have two long rows of tables, with simple benches that make it look like prison, on the other side of the room you have multiple round tables with fancy chairs. Yup you get it. The humans sit at the prison tables and the wolves and traitors sit on the fancy tables, they get fancy food, fancy drink and most importantly they get pudding. what I would give to have some pudding. "Dylan can we just talk?" Nick quickly took the spot next to me as he set his lunch tray down. I looked at his food which had been placed on a ceramic, circular white plate. God that looked good. I sighed knowing he was going to talk anyway. "Fine, you have two minutes." I used my fork to take a bit of pasta off his plate and shoved it into my mo
Dylan POV.I took a small step backwards causing a small growl to come from the kings chest. I took another step back and he stopped in his tracks staring at my form. His eyes raked up and down my body landing on my bare arms, he frowned at my uniform then turned to our principal to say something. I didn't hear what he said but I used his distraction as an opportunity to run. I quickly turned on my heels and began sprinting down the hall, Another loud growl shot through the school, so much so that you could almost feel the lockers shaking. The only thing coursing through me was fear. I ran straight to the window, and quickly began fumbling with the lock, I opened the window and went to jump out, unsure about where I would go, or even if I would survive the fall, however my foot was caught by two of the kings men, my front slammed onto the floor and my hands slapped the wooden tiles as I went down, letting an audible 'Ooof' leave me, and they dragged me by my ankles back to the hall
Dylan POV. There I was in front of the entire schools population, the royal gamma, the royal beta and finally the alpha king who claims I am his mate! Could have fooled me. “What did you just say?!” Anger was pouring out of the king a gasp left me when I saw his claws and teeth elongate. “Words!” I said it so quietly I didn’t think anyone would have been able to hear it I was trying to be discrete and filtered for once but I guess it didn’t come out quiet. The wolves within hearing distance gasped and before I could comprehend what had happened the back of the kings hand snapped up quickly and made firm contact with my face once again. My body crashed to the floor from the impact, this time his hit was much harder, more anger filled. Blood seeped into my mouth and I hung my head letting the red substance fall from my lips to the floor. The entire population of school was shocked at the sight but were powerless to help. “Don’t test me girl! We may be mates but I am still your king!
Dylan POVMy moms eyes widened as she realized my situation, her head then quickly lowered at the Kings presence while the other two men jogged up behind him. "I... Erm..." my eyes widened at how useless my mom was being. I know she wasn’t the strongest person ever but I thought she'd at least be better than what she was. She slightly moved to the side causing my frame to come out of cover. Seizing this opportunity the king reached around and grabbed hold of my wrist tightly, before roughly pulling me into his firm body making me drop my bag of things. I quickly tried to push him away but his grip only tightened. "MOM! Do something. Please!" Tears were brimming in my eyes again as my mom looked between the king and me, I couldn’t let them fall, I just couldn’t, the confliction buried within her iriseswas heartbreaking. The king took my mother's silence as her answer and wrapped his arm around my waist lifting me up slightly and pulling me away. "Mom, don't let him take me, stop him
Dylan POV.The journey was long, and although I was in a limousine I felt completely trapped with all these wolves inside with me. I was seriously exhausted from being drugged earlier and on top of everything else, I had to go to the bathroom. "Once we get home my queen, you will be treated with the utmost respect, I can assure you. A handmaiden will be assigned to you to help you dress and bathe, of course all your clothes will be chosen for you, and you will have a guard with you at all times, to ensure your safety of course." The king explained as we continued to drive along a country road, I could tell we were getting closer and closer to the royal palace. "Or to ensure I don't escape." I mumbled looking out the window at all times. I refuse to look any of these men in the eye, they think that just because they kidnapped me, I'll bend to their every will. No chance. "That too." The beta chuckled as I stared at the fields that littered the side of the road. I switched off to the