Chapter Six

Alexander’s POV

It was odd seeing my beautiful mate as a servant. The only people that should be servants on the lower class. We had many of them in our house, the female omegas would often do a couple of months each when they came of age. I have to admit, I would have fun with some of them, they were so easy to wind up.

Seeing my mate here though, it was not somewhere she belonged but I had put two and two together and it was obvious she was trying to get away from her father by earning money. Something she would not need to worry about when she was with me, she would be able to have whatever she wished for whenever she wanted.

I could not take my eyes off of her as she brought us plate after plate of massive steaks and drinks, she looked exhausted, I am guessing due to lack of nutrition but carried on regardless and always with a beautiful smile on her pale lips. She even listened to my father when he cracked jokes whilst my mother and I rolled our eyes. My father loved a cheesy Dad joke.

A few times I caught glimpses of the bruises on her neck, when she bent over to lower the plates in front of us. My parents saw them as well giving me pitiful looks. I had to find a way to get her away from her father, sooner rather than later and have her with me at all times.

When she brought us the coffee, I finally handed her the envelope that held a couple of thousand pounds, it would be enough to get her a hotel or somewhere until her eighteenth when she would be able to scent me as her mate.

Charlie was not impressed though and cornered me when I headed to the bathroom, slamming the envelope of cash into my chest, a frown forming on her slim face, her eyes becoming more blue with her frustrations.

Escaping into the bathroom, I stare at myself in the mirror stunned at her reaction, I was only trying to help her out of the dire situation she was in, why was she so annoyed with me. Finishing up in the bathroom, I bump into my father as I’m coming out

“Did you give her the envelope?” He was trying to keep his voice low and I glace over to Charlie who is behind the bar and angrily stuffing the envelope into her bag that looked as if it had seen better days.

“She’s not happy about it” and my father looks in the same direction as me

“Strong willed” a grin took over his face.

“I do not need a strong willed mate, I need someone who is going to accept everything I have to offer”

My father raises an eyebrow at me “I thought we raised you better than that” his grin has gone “A wolf in distress does not mean they want their whole life sorted for them” and he walks away back to his table.

Surely any female would want to be swept away from the danger they were in and I look at my mate once more, she had carried on going to school even though she was injured, and she was working a lot of hours. I briefly wondered if she actually slept at night.

When we left, we headed to a hotel my father had booked, he decided we needed to stay a few days to check out why this Damon Blackheart was no longer on the database and I was grateful, it meant I would be able to check out my mates background a bit more.

My father told me the hotel was not too far from the residence where Charlie was living. I thought I would be grateful for being so close to her but instead it made me feel strange, like knowing she was in danger and yet I could do nothing to help her because the chances are she did not even know she was a wolf.

The hotel was okay, I had stayed in better and at least the bed is comfortable, I decided to change into joggers and a tee, pairing with sunglasses and a baseball cap, to hide my face and let my parents know I am heading into town, I figured I could do a bit of shopping ready for when Charlie joins me, the only problem is, I did not really know what she liked.

I picked out a few sweatshirts for her and some books I thought she might like, I decide that I will just take her shopping once she is bonded to me and let her choose whatever she wants. Walking back to the car, a strange uncomfortable feeling comes over me and instantly I think of Charlie.

As her work place is literally around the corner, I head in, it was Sunday morning and if she worked after school, chances are she would work on Sundays too. Her boss let me know that she was ill and made a comment how it was unusual for her to be ill and after much bribing he finally gave me her address.

Heading back to the jeep I had hired I throw everything I had brought in the back, along with a suitcase that I had got for Charlie to pack her stuff and head over to the address her boss had given me. The closer I got, the more uncomfortable I felt and I sped up until I stopped outside her house, all the lights were on and as I climbed out the jeep her scent was drifting towards me out of the upstairs open window. It was not just her scent it was mixed with one of fresh blood.

Hurrying out the car, I ring the doorbell but there is no answer, the only thing I could do was climb in through that window and that was easy to get too. Jumping up on top the porch roof, I knock on her window and there is no answer, its partially open and sliding it up, I create enough room to climb through.

Blood was splattered around the room and there she was, her small body lying on her bed, swollen and bruised, clothing torn, dry blood sitting on her chin.

“Oh Charlie”