Chapter Eight

Alexander’s POV

Charlie was covered in cuts, bruises and swellings. I’m certain she had broke something. I was willing to kill her father on the spot but hearing Charlie’s cries made me stop, my wolf just wanted to attend to her needs. Instead I threatened him, it was obvious he knew I was a wolf as he screwed his nose up at me, sniffing me, he knew I did not mean a lawyer.

As I slipped my arms carefully under Charlie’s body, I felt every little bit of pain she was feeling, I wish she was healing but the long term effects of wolfsbane meant it could take years for it to leave her system. I held her close to me and charged towards the man everyone once new as Damon Blackheart.

He did not hesitate to move out of the way as I carried my mate towards him, allowing us to pass without even challenging me. Moving down the stairs carefully I noticed how the house stank, stale beer, cigarette smoke and urine. I could not understand how my mate had put up with it for so long. Lowering her in the passenger seat, she winced and I carefully pulled the seatbelt around her.

Charlie asks me to grab her phone but I wanted to get her to a doctor as soon as possible and tell her I will get her a new one, I was slightly taken aback by the frown she gave me. I call the packs doctor giving him all the details of the injuries I could see, there was definitely more under her damaged clothes. He told me to keep her as comfortable as can be and that it might be worth grabbing her some sleeping tablets to help with the journey.

Hanging up, Charlie then begs me to not take her to a hospital and I tell her I will take her to someone the family knows, I failed to admit it would be my twin brother.

As I reversed out the driveway Damon appeared in the driveway, staring at me, his fists clenched in anger at how easily I was taking his daughter away from him, the very girl that he was using as a punchbag. Charlie’s eyes were thankfully closed, I did not want her to see him, not after all the problems he had caused her.

I turned on the radio, I noticed in the library that she had been trying to listen to her music and figured it might help relax her. I was trying to drive as fast as I could and being careful to avoid any potholes but anytime we hit an unexpected bump she would whimper and it felt like my heart was breaking. Everything she was feeling, I could feel it radiating through me. I was not sure whether it was because I had alpha blood or because she was my mate or possibly both.

Throughout the drive I knew she wasn’t asleep, she just had her eyes closed, every so often her brow wrinkled into a small frown. I tell her she doesn’t need to feel guilty and that her father did not deserve to have her as a daughter. She stares at me telling me they gave her a home. I was astonished that she felt that was a reason for why he was allowed to beat her, she would not accept that he was likely going to kill her.

Finally a small shopping centre appeared, parking up I tell her to stay inside and that I would grab some fuel and some paracetamol for her to try and help. I watch as she closes her eyes again and fuel up the jeep. I pay and then head into the pharmacy next door and grab some sleeping tablets and painkillers as well as bottle of water.

Thankfully when I get back in, she happily takes the pills I give her and chucks them back her throat. They were strong and she was out in minutes. As we hit the road again, I call ahead to my brother, we were only about an hour out now and he was certain she would still be out for the count by the time we arrived and told me to bring her straight to the pack hospital so he can get her checked out. The very idea of him looking at my mate made my skin crawl.

Charlie continues to whimper throughout the drive but she remains asleep. I had already stopped once more to lay her seat back so she was laid down, hoping she would be more comfortable, when I arrived at our pack hospital my brother was already waiting outside with a bed.

Before giving me a chance to get out the car, he was pulling open the passenger door and lifting her out on to the bed, anger raced through my veins at how brazen he was being.

My brother Max pushes the bed inside as I follow and begins checking her out, he tells me he will have to cut her clothes off as he could not risk any further injury to her by moving her too much. I was not going to leave her alone especially if she was going to be naked and I told him as much.

Max told me that he did not have time for games and that if he did not do something now the chances are a rib was going to pierce one of Charlies lungs and he ushers me out the room against my will. A nurse joins my brother and through the window I can see them cutting off her clothes.

I had to keep it together, now was not the time to try and assert my dominance over my brother, Charlie’s life was at risk. After about an hour Max walked out the room, informing me of all her injuries. Her father had really done a number on her and what was worse is that she did not even have her wolf to fight back.

He tells me that she will need to stay a few days and then she would be okay to move although she may still be unconscious as he had put her on heavy pain meds. I looked through the window, a cast surrounded her left arm, the bed sheet was folded down to her waist showing her bandaged chest and torso, under the sheet I knew there was some stitching on her legs and glue strips sat on her forehead.

At least I got her away from him in time.