All Chapters of The Beta's Heart: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

TravisA gunshot. We had heard it while Jackson my Alpha and I were patroling the forest surrounding the south side of the Forest Moon Pack. My wolf, Midnight, surged forward as Axel, Jackson's wolf ran just ahead of me. "Do you smell that?" Jackson asked me through the link."Blood." I said as we ran. But something more.... it smelled like, jasmine and chocolate and the sweetest smelling perfume I'd ever smelled. What is that?"MATE!" Midnight yelled in my head and took control of my body by zooming past Jackson to follow the scent.Jackson was stunned until he heard Midnight's thoughts, then he raced with me to find her.The scene we came upon was not where I ever thought I would find my mate.There were hulking men standing over her laughing while another one was grabbing his crotch, his pants looked like there was some blood on the front where his hand was holding his genitals gingerly. He was holding a gun at his side. And my mate was lying in a bloody heap at their feet.I saw

LylaI stared at him, unable to process what I'd just heard him say. Did he just say they'd breathed their last breaths? He killed them?While I knew that I should be relieved, or maybe appalled that he'd killed someone, I was actually angry. More than angry, actually. I was furious!"You killed them?" I hissed. "You took away any hope I had to see him pay!"The expression on his face turned to shock, before he burst out laughing. He actually started laughing!"It's not funny!" I snapped at him. He really didn't understand my need to see them suffer. Everything they had done to me over the years, all the humiliation, the beatings, the pain, it was my right to see him pay! To make him pay! Hell, if I could have, I would have killed him myself. I certainly planned it enough times. But this man had taken that from me. Now there would be no closure, no way to heal from what he did to me.He had stopped laughing, but he was still grinning. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh. You just... yo

LylaThose damn pills were making me groggy and I didn't like it. Every time I got even a twinge of a headache, or my leg would ache, or some other part of my body would hurt, there would be Travis with another vicodin. What I didn't understand was how he always knew, because I was pretty good at keeping pain off of my face (living with a sadistic trafficker for five years will do that to you), so I wasn't understanding how he could possibly tell. I had fallen asleep on the couch where he'd placed me the day before, and woke up in the bedroom on his big bed the next morning wrapped up like a burrito in his blankets with my foot propped up. He hadn't slept in the bed with me, as I soon found out, because he was holding my hand in his sleep from a chair he had placed beside the bed. It was... sweet, if a little strange. I wasn't used to anyone taking care of me when I was injured. Even when I was a child, I was pretty self sufficient. I'd had to be just to survive.I should have felt u

LylaI had been healing for long enough now. I'd been inside Travis' house for two weeks with him hovering over me like and overprotective mother and it was starting to make me antsy. This little house was starting to feel like a cage and I was starting to feel a lot better. My headaches were gone and, other than the occassional twinge, my leg wasn't hurting anymore. I had started absolutely refusing the vicodin Travis would try to give me whenever he thought I even had a little pain and asked for ibuprofen instead. I know he didn't understand my aversion to the pain medication, but regardless, I didn't need them anymore.Although, now that I was remembering when we were in the hospital I recalled having the flash back of Paul shoving drugs down my throat forcibly and every awful thing that followed while Travis was standing there. He'd had an odd look on his face that was a mixture of rage and profound sorrow that I didn't understand at the time, but knowing what he was now, I guess

LylaI had watched Theresa shift into her wolf, but honestly if she thought she was scary, she wasn't. It was kind of amusing that she thought that would scare me. I had been around two of the biggest wolves here and hadn't run away in fear. I had also lived through more hell than this little twit, who was still on the ground under Janice only now in her human form and cowering, could ever know. It took a lot more than one pathetic wolf with an attitude problem to scare me.I watched as Alpha Jackson slowly walked to where she was lying in the grass and stood glaring down at her. Theresa, again being the dumb entitled twit that she was, began to plead her case to Jackson. "Jackson!" She pleaded as she tried to shove Janices paw off of her. It wasn't budging. "Tell her to get off of me! She doesn't have the right to treat me like this!"Jackson stared down at her dispassionately. "You tried to attack a guest in my pack, Theresa." He told her sternly. "I would suggest you be very caref