Liberty POV
Why do they keep calling us little one, it’s infuriating. Justice growls. It’s nice having someone to talk to. Justice is fierce, she tells me I’m strong, like her. She wants us to be free. Not kind of free I dream of, the kind that has the earth beneath our feet, nobody chasing us, living our life, far far away from here. Without justice I would never have gotten away from that place.The two Alphas have been sat beside me for hours. I daren’t look at them. Every time I do something inside me makes me want to make them happy, to answer their questions. I can’t give in, it will only make me weak, the more they know, the higher the chance of them sending me back. Kendrick doesn’t take kindly to people keeping his things from him. I accepted my fate when I refused him. Then Justice came forward and almost tore his arm off before he could finish his disgusting assault. Hearing his blood curdling scream was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I hope he is left disfigured and dysfunctional for the rest of his life. Perhaps it will give the next girl a better chance of escaping. We would be free, one way or another.“What’s your name?” the Alpha on my right asks. I try to distract myself by counting the beeps from the machine beside me. Anything to take my mind off them. They keep asking my name, telling me I don’t have to go back. I wish I could believe them. All Alphas are the same, if they don’t send me back to Kendrick, it’s because they want something from me. Why else would they keep me here?“Kendrick is going to pay for this, I swear I will tear him limb from limb.” One of the twins growls beside me.“You are going to wake her.” The other twin whispers.“Zand, we can’t lose her.” The first twin takes my hand in his and sparks fizz up my arm. The second twin takes my other hand and a wave of warmth ripples down my spine. Justice whines in my head. I don’t think they are like him. They feel different, they feel safe. Maybe we could see what they want. She tries to reason with me. She has a point. They haven’t tried to hurt us yet, if anything they have watched over us. Probably making sure their new toy doesn’t try to escape.“My name..” my throat is raspy and dry, I’ve not spoken out loud for days, “is Liberty.” I finish. Both sets of eyes fall on me, stunned. When I open my eyes their faces are gazing down at me as they lean over my bed. The light above casts strong shadows on their square jaws. Their cropped black hair is identical, except one of them has a thin, shiny silver scar that runs from his eyebrow, across the side of his head.“Let us help you little one.” One of them says, as his arm slides behind my shoulders and lifts me to sit. The other holds a glass of water with a straw for me to have a drink. The cold liquid quenches a thirst I didn’t even know I had. When it hits my empty stomach it feels like icicles being plunged into me. I wince before I can think to hide my discomfort. I’m not a stranger to hunger pains, but this was sharp and unexpected. I can’t show weakness, weakness is not acceptable, Alphas beat the weakness out of the pack. Kendrick would tie pack members to the pole outside the pack house and have their family and friends deliver the punishment. It was brutal to hear. He never took me to the pole. If people knew I was there he might have to share me, “Do you want me to share you.” He would leer in my face, his putrid breath making my stomach turn. No, my punishments were private and sadistic. No whip for me, no cane, hell I would have rather been dipped in wolfsbane and had had my skin p
Zander’s POV“Why don’t you get some more rest, then when you feel up to it you could join us downstairs for dinner.” I let go of her chin and hope I’m not pushing our luck.“We can get some clothes brought here for you but for now, there is a T-shirt and sweatshirt here for you.” Christian hands her an item of clothing from each of us. It will be easier for her to realise she is ours if she gets used to our scent. She holds up my T-shirt as if checking the length and chuckles for the fist time. The sound is like honey balm for the soul, I want to hear her chuckle more often. My brother and I both look at her, wondering what’s funny.“Thank you, these will probably come down to my knees.” Her smile gives me hope. Whatever the asshole put her through might not have entirely broken her spirit.“Bathroom is through that door. Take your time.” I point at the door then Christian and I both stand to leave. I desperately want to kiss her, to smell her hair, scoop her off the bed and take her
Zander’s POV“You are fucking terrifying her Chris, go for a run and calm the fuck down.” My unspoken words seem to pull him back. We are both beyond livid about the abuse she has obviously suffered, but Max is the wilder of our wolves and he is out for blood. The only way to calm him is to let him free in the woods.“I’ll be back soon.” He replies before almost ripping the door from the frame and shifting into his monstrous, pitch black wolf. He leaps from the back deck into the woods and disappears from sight in seconds.Liberty wobbles on her feet and I catch her in my arms just before she hits the floor. My heart races when she buries her face against chest and her silent tears soak my t-shirt. Caleb is beside himself with joy, only because she isn’t fighting me to put her down. “Let me help you little one.” My pleas seem to fall on deaf ears as I take the stairs two at a time, back to her bathroom. Christian and I have had this room ready for years. Since we realised we would sh
“One second little one.” I step back and pull off my top before returning to where I was and gently pulling her back against me. Her skin hungrily drinks in my body heat, and she pushes herself closer to me. I have no idea where to put my hands. I don’t want her to freak out, we need to know what she has been through so we can help her heal and know her boundaries. As if sensing my thoughts, she takes my hands in hers and wraps them around her tiny waist so they both lay open and flat. One across her tummy, the other just above it, on her ribs. My cock throbs to life, straining against my jeans. Fuck, this is not the time. She looks up at me, panic flashes through her eyes as my stiffening length presses into her soft, forgiving cheeks.“It’s ok, I would never… not if you didn’t want me to.” The back door opens then closes with a crunch. Yet another door to be replaced. It’s the third day out of the four since Liberty has been here, that one of us has almost pulled it from its hinge
“Little mate, you don’t even know the power you have over us.” Christian breathes through gritted teeth. He is fighting the urge to touch her, to reassure Max she is ok.“Mate?” she mutters. Yeah, I was wondering if she would pick up on that. We have both felt the connection, the sparks on the occasion we have physically connected, but she has never reacted. Probably the emotional trauma, her mind has to be less receptive to us, survival instinct kicking in for self preservation. Christian and I both lift our heads, our movements have been in sync since we were young. Our parents always said it was like we were one mind in two bodies. We spent our childhoods driving them crazy with all the usual twin tricks and practical joke. Christian was always more serious than I, but he followed my lead when it came to mischievous plans. Her hands both lift and cold, delicate fingers slide into our hair, her finger tips send sparks along my scalp and down my spine, tugging at my heart on their w
Liberty’s POV Two mates. Are you kidding me? Two Alpha mates! How the… what… I…We are very lucky, two strong, handsome, Alphas. Justice purrs in my head. Just look at them Liberty, those muscles, the way they look at us, can’t you feel how much they want us? She is practically drooling in my head. That’s the problem, I can feel how much they want me, the last time someone wanted something from me it led to nothing but degradation and pain. I won’t put myself back in that position. I know what you are thinking, they don’t want that, they want to love us Liberty, touch them, feel the difference. Kendrick was a monster, you can’t let him take this from us. We need them as much as they need us. “I need to get dressed before we eat.” And I need time to process this. My tummy gurgles, loudly, and the Alphas stand. The tips of Christians fingers graze my ankle as he rises, sending effervescent tingles up my leg. Justice has a point. Their touch does feel different, it feels good, not d
“Hey, what’s wrong little one?” Zander steps off the last step, leaving me two steps above him. His thumb sweeps a lobe tear from my cheek. “It’s nothing.” Great, so this is how it’s going to be. I just cry at the drop of a hat. How is it I can get through the nightly routine with Kendrick and not feel anything, yet the mere mention of something as mundane as food has me weeping like a pup.“If it makes you sad, it’s something.” He leads me down the last couple of stairs and I find myself pulled against his warm, hard body. His arms wrap around me, one hand cradling the back of my head against his chest. I can’t move, not even to draw breath. My heart pounds against my ribs with such ferocity I’m sure he will have bruises. “Your suffering is over little mate.” He purrs into my hair as his lips settle into a kiss on the top of my head. My limbs begin to relax into his embrace, it feels good to be held like this. “Where is she?” an excited squeal comes from what I assume is the k
“Just leave what you don’t like little one.” He winks and pours drinks for all of us. A comfortable silence falls over the three of them, broken by the occasional moan of appreciation. The food is good, but my appetite is nowhere to be seen, despite the aching hunger. I don’t want to appear rude so I try everything on my plate. One of the dishes makes my lips and tongue burn, Lottie laughs as I grab for my water to put out the fire in my mouth.“Not a curry fan then.” She splutters as she takes another bite of her food.“It burns.” My voice croaks. The water has done nothing to give me the feeling back in my lips. I think I’ll stick to the plain, familiar food for now. I eat a bit more chicken and some broccoli and soon feel full.“Thank you for dinner.” I lean back in my seat and thank Christian. My stomach feels so heavy I doubt I’ll be able to stand any time soon. “You barely ate anything.” Lottie’s off the cuff remark earns her a glare from each of her brothers. “The Doc sa