Julius POV

I walk slowly into the dungeon, wondering if I should be here. Danny is still sleeping; it's very early. Maybe that's why Natasha and Alexa want to do it now, which means the sooner, the better.

Madison is chained to the floor by her neck, it's long enough to sit, but that's it. I think it's the first time she let anybody see her like that. She doesn't try to play innocent and stupid; this time, she looks at me with hate and anger so strong I have no doubt how dangerous beast she is and shouldn't be shown any mercy.

"What do you want to do with me?" she squawks angrily.

"You will be put to death discreetly," Natasha answers coldly. "But I may offer you a quick death if you answer some of my questions."

"And if I say no, would you torture me?"

"Yes. You killed my mate, you killed Alexa's mate and father, and you attacked my pack twice... so make no mistake, I want to torture you, and I want to enjoy every single moment of that."

Madison gulps and looks around, noticing me, and of course, she has to try.

"What will you tell Trist? How will you explain it? I'm his mother; he needs me!"

The fucking bitch, still wants to use her child as leverage, as bail for her useless life.

"I will tell him the truth, that you didn't come back for him but to steal and that you collaborated with Brandon and almost killed Danny. And Trist will be hurt and suffer, but he is strong enough to live through it; he will deal with it and move on."

She bares her canines and snarls, but none of us is bothered.

"Is somewhere here more Red Venom?" Alexa asks, taking a step in front, and Madison backs a bit.

"No, there is no more," she says, averting her eyes.

"What happened with your wolf? How did you manage to survive?" Alexa continues.

"He did something to me; I have no idea who he was. He did some business in my pack, and he was a client. When he noticed that I was in conflict with my wolf, he offered help. It was painful as fuck, but he set me free; he set me free," she rambles.

"Who was he?" Natasha asks, but Madison shakes her head.

"I don't know, he was gone the next day, and I didn't dare to ask about him, but he was gorgeous and was an omega. He set me free. He set me free; he set me free."

She starts repeating this sentence, and the rest of us exchange looks. I doubt we will be able to get something useful from her. But still, the force to kill the wolf without killing its host, I shiver uncomfortably; that is a thing worth being afraid of.

Suddenly she snaps her eyes at me, and once again, I see only pure hatred.

"Has this bitch of yours told you I had done it?"

I frown; I have no idea what she is referring to. She notices my apparent confusion and smirks evilly.

"I fucked him! He didn't like it although he didn't make any sound, I must give him that. But he was a nice piece of ass. Pity you came so fast! I intended to make everybody have a taste! I hate you; you destroyed my life! I don't give a fucking shit about Trist; you forced me to give birth; that pregnancy was the only reason you hadn't rejected me! I'm happy that Luke is dead. I hate you!"

She screams like a madwoman as Natasha holds me still. If she didn't, I would already have Madison's blood on my claws.

She raped Danny! I was so sure it was Brandon, and yet it was her, fucking bitch. I want to kill her, and I want to make her suffer.

"You raped Danny?"

My head snaps to a voice coming from right behind my back, and I see Trist and Ivory standing there, along with one of the guards. Not very bright one if they convinced him or fooled him and managed to come here. My son is pale as a ghost, and I see his lips trembling.

I glance at Madison and, for the first time, see her unsure, as if she doesn't know what she should say. But it only takes a moment; once again, she is who she really is, a monster capable of everything.

"I did, and I enjoyed it. But, I wonder how he will be able to look at you. Your father wants to mate with him but will surely send you away. Danny definitely doesn't want the bastard of his rapist around him!"

Trist bolts out of the cell, and without a moment of hesitation, I run after him. Madison is screaming after me that she hasn't finished yet and can still destroy everything I love. But she is not important now; my son is and nothing more.

Just a moment, I'm outside and see Trist behind the trees; he hasn't shifted, probably too shaken to think about it. I run after him, he is fast, but I'm faster, so I catch him quickly. He trashes in my hold, trying to pry my hands away from him, but I pull him to my chest.

"I've got you, Trist; it will be alright. We will handle it," I say as he pushes into my chest.

"Why did she do it? Danny will hate me now! I thought she cared about me!" he sobs as I hold him strong.

"Danny won't hate you, ever," I say, cupping his face so he has to look into my eyes" And Madison doesn't care about anything but herself. But she doesn't matter son; she isn't important."

"Will you kill her?"

I wonder what answers he wants to hear; he is my son; I wish he could stay a child a bit longer, but I can't do anything about it. The truth is painful but unchangeable no matter what.

"She will be executed, Trist, she did all of this willfully, and she will face the consequences for her action. Do you understand why this must be done?"

He nods, although the tears keep coming down his face. I hold him strong like when he was a small child and ran to me whenever he was in pain. I rock him back and forth as he sobs his heart out. My son is no longer a child. His innocence has rashly been ripped away from him. And the worst is his mother did that to him.

Danny POV

SMUT WARNING

Fiona is lying in the bed, hooked to some medical equipment. Her heart rate and breathing are monitored; the tubes in her nose and attached to her veins look so unfamiliar. She is so pale that I wonder if she still has blood inside her.

Jason is sleeping in the chair next to her bed, with his head on the bed holding her hand all the time as I stand in the doorframe, unsure if I should come inside. Alyssa, who is in the chair on the other side of her bed, turns around and notices me. A faint smile is on her face as she stands up and approaches me.

"She is better, I still keep her sleep, but she is better. She survived the last night, so her chance is much higher than yesterday."

"Is she out of danger?" I dare to ask.

"Not yet, but my daughter is strong; her will of life is strong," Alyssa whispers." Come with me to my office Danny. I will check on you."

I limp after her, Brandon dislocated my hip once, and Madison's rough treatment during the intercourse didn't help. So it's painful but bearable, at least.

Alyssa takes my blood pressure, checks my bruised ribs, and more. I'm all black and blue, after all. She also inspects my neck, and I know what she is trying to figure out. I carry no mark anymore; in the place where Brandon has bitten me, there is nothing. The wound, which was so painful for so long, has healed.

"Brandon told me that after I had slept with Julius again, Bruce went feral, and he stopped feeling pulled towards me."

"Probably because your bond broke at that moment. As far as I know, humans can't perform rejection. Mae tried and couldn't. But there is the chance that your body rejected the mark because of the connection between you, Julius, and Drake. When we killed Anthony Howl, Mae was still in great pain, but you felt nothing when the same happened to you. I think the bond between Mae and Anthony was still intact, but yours and Brandon were already shattered."

"Because I fell in love with someone else?" I ask a bit shyly, and Alyssa nods.

"When werewolves mate with their chosen mates, not true ones, it is also a powerful connection. Personally, I think Drake has claimed you as his own, and it forced Brandon's mark out of your body. There is no sign or proof to back it up, but that's what I think. And I've never heard about anything like that."

"In my old pack, my Luna used to say that bond is a mystery and everything is possible when the bond is involved."

"I think she was right. I give you more painkillers, rest for the next few days, take my advice, and spend as much time with Julius as you can. You two need each other."

As I leave her office, I see Pearl playing in front of the packhouse with local pups and Ivory sitting on the porch with Mae. I wonder where Terry is; he usually keeps an eye on both. I should call my parents and finally tell them the whole truth. Keeping secrets, after all, brought nothing but misery to me.

Julius and Trist soon come from the forest, and Trist seems unsure of what to do. For whatever reason, he looks embarrassed.

"I'm sorry that my mother hurt you," he finally whispers, and my hands start shaking; I told Julius, but I hoped I wouldn't have to tell Trist.

"Trist, it wasn't your fault..." I start, but he interrupts me:

"But I let her in. I let her approach me; I helped her get back into the pack; I begged you to help me. She fooled everybody because she had fooled me first."

I gently hug him, saying that it's over, everything will be alright now, and everything will get better. I hope that; I must believe it; I have no other choice.

Calmness is what we all try so hard to keep for the rest of the day. Trist is gloomy but calm; Pearl is adorable as always, and Ivory is stoic. Terry and Mae discuss the bar, and I just sit and latch into Julius. Some pack members come to say hello, but not too many. I'm sure everybody knows what and why has happened recently but wants to give us some space.

In the evening, once again, I share a room with Julius. I still haven't called my parents, I don't know why, but I feel ashamed that something like that has happened to me, that I allowed it to happen. Julius comes from the bathroom and smiles, making me smile back, although I avoid looking straight into his eyes. Yet, somehow I still feel guilty; somehow, I feel like something terrible is about to happen.

Julius sits next to me.

"I love you, Danny," he says. "I love you so much I can't live without you. I know everything that has happened is still fresh. I understand you may need time, but please give me a chance and stay here with me."

I frown; I don't understand what he is implying it.

"Your mate mark is gone, so officially you have no more tides to Howl Pack. Trist asked me today if you would go back to Black Moon."

I gulp; that thought has never crossed my mind. Yet, despite everything, I feel here is my home, where I want to stay, and where I should be. I reach to kiss him, and he eagerly joins me, caressing my lips painfully slowly as Julius puts his hands around me, holding my head and pushing me to lie down.

"Danny, are you sure you want to?" he asks, watching me. I think he is scared to touch me so soon after everything. But I'm sure. I want to feel his hands and lips on me; I want to be stuffed with him.

"I'm sure, Julius, if you are not disgusted with me," I whisper, averting my eyes. I can't help it; I feel dirty because of everything Madison did, and before her, Brandon had done, and before them, Jordan had done.

"I love you; you are the purest creature that ever walks on this planet," Julius whispers, kissing gently down my neck.

"You are kind," his hands are caressing the flesh under my shirt.

"You are brave," he pulls my shirt up, and I raise my hands to help him remove my clothes.

"You are strong," he takes off his top and presses my hand to his heart.

"You are mine, Danny; you are mine. I chose you; I want you; I love you."

He starts devouring my body, nibbling my skin, teasing my muscles with his kisses and bites. I pant hard as he pleasures me, but I want to please him too. So I pull him closer and kiss him hard, wrapping my legs around him. Still, we must be careful; my muscles and bruises still hurt. My hands are caressing and kneading his back and torso, my tongue dances on his neck, and he moans my name, which gives me a lot of satisfaction.

I don't notice when we have managed to strip ourselves bare, but I grab his length, start jerking him off, and bite his lips. Seeing his eyes shifting and sensing Drake, he is so close and warm and caring.

Julius reaches to take the lube and gently places me on my stomach; I spread my legs and feel his fingers probing my hole. I bite into the pillow, arching my back, as Julius licks my spine, slowly pushing his fingers in and out of me. I clench my teeth as I feel him entering me, the pleasure is overwhelming as I stabilize myself on my elbows, and he hovers over me, going balls deep.

When he starts moving in and out, I don't care anymore about any bruises or pain; nothing matters anymore but the man inside me and the pleasure it gives me.

The pillow muffles my screams as Julius and Drake make love to me, slow, deep, perfect, and complete. Finally, when he cums inside me, I'm entirely wasted but have enough strength to whisper.

"I love you too, Julius."