XANDER'S POV:

"I want you to bring Vince into the chamber below the pack prison. Then I want you to tie him to the chair."

Noah smiles knowingly and nods.

"What're you going to do?" Zapora asks.

"Get some answers," Then I walk out of the door.

I clench my fist as I stomp towards my pack's prison. After I juice the answers out of him...I'm going to make sure he suffers. I want to be the last thing he sees before he leaves this world.

I went to my bedroom and slammed the door shut. I lean against it and sighed. Being away from my mate was taking it's toll on me. I felt myself become more weary everyday. My heart aching more and more. I went to my bed and laid down. Her scent invaded my senses. I leaned over and grabbed the pillow she usually slept on. I brought it to my nose and inhaled deeply, I release a groan as I exhaled. 

Nightmares plagued my mind. Nightmares of Izzy going through the things that I went through in that hellhole. I keep seeing Matheseus whipping her or beating her...and there was nothing I could do about it and it drove me crazy because in a way...it could be happening. My nightmares could be real. And just just my dreams...there's nothing I can do right now. 

I felt the rage settle back into my chest at the thought of our mate, our Izzy hurting. I snarled as I sat and head towards the pack prison.

I slam open the prison door. The guards straighten their stances when they see me approach. They both bow their heads in respect and I do the same. I go through the cellar area where all of the criminals are held. I go down to the very end where there is a big metal door. On the keypad next to it, I type the passcode. Then I hear the locks inside the metal door clocking and turning. I grab the handle and yank it open. I quickly walk down the dark stair well that twists down to another door. I kick it open. Inside is a concrete, dome shape room. In the middle is Vince tied up in a chair, blindfolded.

I slam the door shut behind. I see him flinch as he listens to me getting closer. I take of the blindfold off of him. His eyes widen when he sees me. I smile down at him.

"Hello Vince. I'm guessing you know why you're here?"

He glares at me. I notice that there are light black vanes around his eyes.

"I want you to answer my questions and if you don't cooperate...You will feel the worst pain that any wolf has ever felt."

I grab a stool and place it in front of him to sit down. I look at Vince in the eye and ask, "What is your part in Matheseus's plan?"

Vince takes a deep breath and says, "I am the one that is supposed to dispose of your army and make sure you come alone."

I nod my head in understanding, "Now that we're on the subject, how did you do that?"

He clenches his jaw and says, "I replaced the potion with something else. Something that would muddle your army's senses so that they wouldn't notice the rogues that would blend in."

I asked the question that was pressing into my mind,"Is my mate safe?" I growl.

Vince tilts his head as if he was thinking over it and then he smirks at me, "Define safe?"

I grab his hair and yank it back so he looks me in the eyes, "IS SHE OKAY?" I snarl.

Vince spits out blood on the floor and breaths heavily. All he does is look at me and smile, "She's not going to be safe for long," he whispers.

I turn away from him to roll a tray of tools over. I have knives, whips, guns, poisons and so much more.

"Does he have a weakness?"

Vince shakes his head. Okay, this is going to need some more motivation. I grab a dagger, dip it in wolfsbane and plunge it into his leg. He screams in pain, "TELL ME NOW!"

"I promise you! He's insane! He has no weakness!" Vince shouts through his pain.

"Where is he located?"

Vince roles his eyes, "The location is tucked into my pocket. I was supposed to give it to you anyway." I growled at him.

I point my knife to his crotch. I hear his breath hitch, "Tell me. What can I use to bring him down?"

He whispers very softly, "Your death."

My death. He wants me to die knowing that he will keep her forever.

"But don't worry, you have time. He'll probably chain you up for five months until he kills you."

I frown, "Why five months? What's he got planned after five months?"

Vince looks at me confused. Then his chuckles turn into laughs with his bloody mouth wide open with crazy eyes, "You don't know." He states.

"Don't know what?" I growled.

"Of your mate's condition."

I felt myself still in worry, "What condition? What's wrong with her?"

All he does is smile at me. I grab the the syringe and plunge it into his neck, injecting the silver mixed with wolfsbane. He shakes and screams. His vanes on his neck look more pronounced. He tries to kick and shriek as the poison slowly burns into his vanes. I then untie him out of his chair. I kick him off. I grab his neck and drag him. I lift him to his feet and tie his hands from rope that was hanging from the roof. His body was groaning and convulsing as the poison kills his insides. 

"What is wrong with Izzy?"

Vince just groans in pain. I punch him straight in the face, "Answer me!"

His head hangs and he begins to laugh, "You can't save her. She's done for. She belongs to Mathesus now."

I roar in anger. I grab his neck and squeezes tight as I rain punches upon punches on him. I yank him down from the rope. My claws come out, "Tell me now!" He is lying on the ground groaning in pain as he bleeds out. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ELIZABETH!!!" I shout with all of my boiling fury.

"Tell me and you will be forgiven." I growled through my wolfish fangs. I felt myself half transforming into my wolf. I felt so much rage, it was overflowing.

But then my rage soon was on pause when he wheezes out two words that totally stopped my world, "She's pregnant," He coughs out blood and says, "He's going to kill her baby when she gives birth so than he will put his child inside of her."

"She's pregnant?" I felt mys wolf whine in worry for our mate. This is not good. She is in a delicate state while being in a place where Mathesus could be-

I feel my whole body vibrate in fury. "He's not going to hurt them. I won't let him."

I turn to my tray to load my gun. But then I stopped myself. No. That's too easy. I felt my claws elongate.

"Wait! You said I would be forgiven!" I screams in fear.

I swing around to look at him straight in the eye, "Yes you could be forgiven," I take a step forward, I slam him against the wall, "I hope the goddess has mercy on your soul."

My claws slashes his neck deeply, but not enough to kill him straight away. But enough for him to slowly bleed out. His eyes widen in shock. He slumps down to the floor in panic as his hands try to stop the bleeding.

"Noah!" I yell.

He comes through the door, "Yes Alpha?"

"Tell the guards to dispose of his body once he's dead."

He bows his head and goes to do just that.

I rush up the stairs and sprint to my house. I need to leave NOW. Matheseus only gave me three days. This is the third day. I have until midnight to get there or she dies.

I rush around the room to prepare. I grab my old t-shirt i used to wear in his prison. With it, I will be able to sniff the place out.

"Soul!" I yell out.

He comes in and frowns when he looks at me, "Where're you going?"

"I need to leave to save her...alone."

"Why? You'll need back up?"

I shake my head, "Not this time. It's Matheseus's conditions. I have to do this alone." I walk to my brother and clasp his shoulder, "I want you to be Alpha and help Izzy lead if anything happens to me."

Soul tenses and said, "I won't have to because you're going to be okay."

All I do is smile at him. I bring my little brother into a hug, probably for the last time. I release him. I see that he has tears in his eyes. I nod towards him and say, "May we meet again." And then I leave. I leave my pack...and I most probably won't be coming back.

IZZY'S POV:

I felt my heart beating so loud that my own ears were pounding. My tried to control my breathing as I waited for him. 

I couldn't stand it anymore. I was thinking of every possible way for me to get out. I was originally thinking that I could leave when the boy comes to bring me food, but that was before I found out that a guard waits at the door for the boy to come back. 

The only way for me to escape was through Mathesus. I needed to either knock him out or kill him. I'm not sure if I could do either of those things but I can damn well try. I needed to leave. The urgency became too much. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep and I knew that wasn't good for my growing pup. 

I need to get out.

I'm ready. I'm standing behind the door where Matheseus is about walk into. I made a little rope thingie that I planned to use to strangle him. I feel the adrenaline pumping through my body. I'm ready. I'm ready. 

I ripped pieces of material from the bed, making a DIY rope. 

I see the door open. NOW! I lunge onto his back, "What the!" Mathesus shouts in fright. 

 I hold the rope against his neck. He struggles against me. I hold tighter and tighter. We fall to the ground where I have a better hold. I wrap my legs around his waist to try keep him still. I felt my wolf growl in satisfaction when we see his face and eyes have gotten purple from lack of oxygen, "You'll....pay...for this!" He growls out.

But they soon go black from anger. I felt myself falter as I see the rage in his eyes consume him. He wiggles out of my grasp, he became too strong and ripped out of my hold.

He throws me off of him. I land on the bed with a yelp. I stand as he coughs in his hands. He rips his jacket off and faces me. He looked more beast than man right now. 

"I treated you well... and this is how you repay me? I give you this lavish room, feed you, make sure you're comfortable and this is how you REPAY ME? You try to KILL ME? Your own mate!?"

I growled, "You abuse children! You kidnapped me, you locked me in a cell, tried to kill my pup, slapped me around and is planning to kill my REAL MATE! What did you fucking expect me to do! You are not my mate."

He snarls at me, "Yes I am. And as your mate, it is my job to punish you."

He takes a step closer to me. I felt my body tense. I felt my hands curl into fists as I release a deep threatening growl, "One step closer and I'll fucking kill you." I snarled at him. I felt fury...a fiery, protective fury. 

He smirks and takes a step forward. I lung off the bed and tackle him to the ground. I raise my fist and punch him in the mouth until blood was seeping out of it. 

He bucks me off and rolls us so than he was the one on top. He slaps me across the face. I felt my lips cut, but I didn't care. All I was thinking was ending his life. He leans in and smashes his lips onto mine. I rolled my eyes. Has he not learned? I bite down hard. Very hard. He yells out in pain. His instant reaction was to get away, so I let him. He falls off of me. I stand up, swing my legs up and kick him right across the face. He stumbles back as I keep pushing. 

I punch him over and over again. He brings his arm up and blocks my attack. I see fist smash into the side of my face making my vision become shaky. He grabs me by behind and wraps his arm around my neck. I flip him over, but he had a hand on my leg, making me give way as well. 

I felt my claws extend and my fangs elongate.

"I would stop if I were you." He growls. I felt something sharp. I look down and see he had a knife pointed at my stomach. I gulped.

He grabs a hold of my hair and drags me to the bed. I scream in pain as he pulls on my head.

He throws me onto my bed.
"I have treated you right! I made sure your were comfortable so than your pregnancy goes smoothly. My now Elizabeth. Now you've gone too far."

I struggled against his hold as he flips me over on my stomach. He was too strong for me. And I was afraid. I was afraid for my baby.

The blood drain from my face when I hear him unbuckling his pants.

"You don't need to do this." I said, "Please, you're my mate. You're not suppose to punish me like this!" I yell. The panic settling into my chest. I closed my legs together tightly like glue.

From my peripheral vision, I saw he faltered when I called him 'mate.' But I still saw the rage in his eyes, "Yes they are. Males are to punish their females. And you have been very very naughty Elizabeth."

"No no no!! PLEASE NO! I promise I'll be good! Please anything but this! Anything but this! PLEASE!"

"You need to be punished." He states, "It's the way things work in my pack." 

 He pulls his pants down, revealing his very excited member. I squirm as he crawls over me. I felt my skin shiver as his hands felt over my body. He growls lowly as he hands travelled to places that belonged to Xander. His hands roughly pulls down my underwear, exposing my flesh. I felt tears well up in my eyes. This can't be happening. Surely not!

I whimpered in fear as I felt him lean over me. 

He plunges inside. I shriek my head off. It felt like a hot rod, burning my insides. I felt like like my flesh was ripping as he was pushing and pulling.

 He takes me over and over again. So roughly. I felt as though I was being ripped apart.

I hear him grunt and groan as he pulls out of me to release.

He sighs in relief and satisfaction. "Do not do that again my darling."
He slaps me before getting off. He leaves me there on the bed. I didn't move. I couldn't. I felt so used. So dirty. I felt like I was tainted. Like I was nothing. 

I feel numb inside. I feel so dirty and gross and tainted. I shake as silent tears run down my face nonstop.
I inhale deeply and I couldn't help but exhale a sob. A body shaking, heartaching sob.
I curled in a ball, cradling myself. I wanted to feel safe again. I wanted to feel his arms around me. I wanted to feel him again. My mate. Xander. My heart was aching for him.

All of the emotions com back to my head at once...causing me to fall unto darkness.

(I was gonna end it here, but NAH)

I wake on a hard ground. I frown and look around. I'm back in the cellar. I groan as I try to get up, but I'm so weak that I collapse. My legs felt like jelly. I tried again to get up, but I hissed in pain as I felt the raw, cut up flesh between my legs. 

"Elizabeth?"
I look up and see Lincoln holding the bars. He looks at me with concern. Seeing him brought me comfort. He knew Xander. He was his friend. Being around him made me feel more connected to Xander. 

"What did they do to you?" He asks. 

Memories instantly hit my mind like a train and so did the emotions that came with it. I felt my heart beat fast. I clenched my jaw to keep in the sob. I bow my head and closed my eyes in shame. 

Then I felt something. A touch. I looked down and I saw Lincoln was holding my hand through the bars. I look up. His eyes turn sad with a mixture of anger. He knew. I knew he knew.

I give him a watery smile, "I'm okay," I whisper.

He shakes his head, "No you're not."

As soon as he said that, tears streamed down my face. I shook my head. I opened my mouth but said nothing, "I'm afraid." I said. 

I closed my eyes and covered them with my hands as I cried silently. Lincoln strokes my hair through the bars. He couldn't exactly give me a hug. But this felt like more than enough. 

"He will come for you. Xander will come for you," He said, "He won't stop until he find you, Elizabeth. I can promise you that."

"I miss him." I confessed, "I was stupid for not giving him a chance to explain himself. If I had done that, none of this would be happening right now."

"You can't think like that, Elizabeth. It's in the past now, it's done. All you have is right now, and right now you have to hang on until he get's here."

I sigh, knowing he's right. I look at the cage in front of me and see it's empty. I frown, "Where's the guy from that cell?"

Lincoln looks towards it, "He was moved to another place. Apparently we got a new prisoner."

I felt a spike of anger, "Another Boy!"

He shakes his head, "No, another man."

I frown. How could Matheseus capture a man?

Just in time I heard the metal door creaking open.

The guards are holding a guy and leading him to the cage in front of me.
But this guy looked to be no ordinary guy. This guy was big. He seemed like he was made of pure muscle. He had a bag over his head and cuffs.

I couldn't help but feel flustered by this guy's physical appearance which makes my mind muddled. All of these guys in the prison have good bodies and I haven't even given them a glance. What's so special about this one?

I see the guards pushing him into the cell. 

They turned him around, facing away from me. They took the bag off. He had a buzz cut hair. I notice at the back of his head was a faded scar that were shaped in numbers. I look at Lincoln and see him hold his head in confusion.

They chain each arm to the wall. Spreading his torso out slightly. I see the bones and muscles on his back rippling and tensing as he moves around. This tingle vibrate through my senses. I felt kind of guilty reacting to this who wasn't my mate. There must be a reason why though, right?

The guards inject something into his neck quickly rush out of then lock it.
I tilt my head in confusion.

"It is a serum that releases the wild side of your wolf. They do that sometimes to the men for punishment. It can be very painful for a person. Their minds react totally based off their instinct. It's like a wild animal trapped in a man's body."

I see him slowly shake a little. A deep growl echos throughout the place. Everyone goes silent. This man has an intense authority that everyone bows down to. He starts to pull at the chains roughly, wanting to get out. Who is he? I try to catch his scent but their isn't one.

"I can't smell him." I whisper to Lincoln.

"That's because they must've shot him with a dart. That usually dulls his senses, including his scent."

I see him shout, pulling at the chains for hours. I see his wrists were going raw. Soon the skin will break he will be hurting himself.

The man starts to hit his forehead against the concrete wall in front of him. My instincts kick in. My wolf inside is lurching forward, wanting to try and help the man. He keeps hurting himself.

I try to fit through the bars but I can't get through.
"Guards! Guards!" I screams.

Two men came running in, "Please he's hurting himself! Help him!"

They both shake their heads, "Heck no, I don't want to get killed."

"Then let me see if I can comfort him! Please!" I plead with them.

"No."

"Please!"

"No."

"PLEASE!" I shout.

"No."

"Let her." I thought I was going to faint when I heard that voice. We both stop arguing and look up at the door. I see Matheseus nod towards his guards, "Let her calm the beast."

The guards reluctantly let me go and then unlock's the man's cellar. The man goes even more crazy wen he hears the cage door opening.

I slowly step into the cage. I look over my shoulder to see Matheseus watching me with interest. Lincoln was staring daggers at him from behind.

With shaky legs I step towards the crazy man.

"Sir?" I ask softly.

He instantly still when he hears my voice. He turns his head slightly to the side as if he wanted me to keep talking.

I reach my hand out and slowly touch his shoulder. He tenses before he relaxes under my hand. He growls deeply, but not in anger, but in comfort. He nods in front of him. Asking me to step in front of him.

I slowly bend under his arms and round him to face him. He instantly buries his face in my neck, inhaling my scent. His whole body sags against mine. The only thing holding him up is the chains. He acts very familiar with me. And for some reason nothing in me was resisting it. I step back to look at his face.

I am stuck in place when I see the eyes I am so familiar with. When he sees me his pupils go back to normal. Before they were totally black. His eyes widen when he sees me. He comes forward but is stopped my his chained arms. I take the duck-tape off of his mouth.

My eyes fill with tears, "Xander," I whisper. I raise my hands and cup his face, he leans into my touch, "Izzy."

I wrap my arms around his neck and I cry in relief as I hold onto him so tightly. "I told you I'd always find you." He whispers into my neck.

"I thought i'd never see you again!" 

He shakes his head, "I wouldn't allow that."

I step back slightly to look at his face, "They shaved your hair."

"I know, I think I got the tough guy look down."

I giggle through my tears, "Yeah I think you do."

I hug him again, wanting to feel him against me. He growls deeply, I frown and step back. He eyes run down my body, "You smell of him."

As soon as he said that I instantly think of what the Rogue Alpha did to me before. I Something in me wanted to tell him. But another part of me didn't. I was scared of his reaction. What if he didn't want me anymore? What if he thought I was dirty? What if he thought I wasn't worth it anymore? All of these fears were running through my mind and I didn't know what to do or what to say.

"Elizabeth...What did he do to you." He stares at me in the eyes. The eyes that I desperately wanted to see for so long. But now I'm afraid that they'll look at me with disdain. 

"N-nothing. He slapped my around a couple time, but that's it."

His eyes soften, "Come here, sweetheart." I lean into his chest and close my eyes. He leans his head on top of mine. I could tell he desperately wanted to hold me with his arms, but He couldn't. "Is that all, Izzy?" He whispers in my ear. 

I nod my head. 

"Are you sure?" He asks softly. 

Hearing the softness in his voice. Hearing it dripping with love. I couldn't help it. I shook my head with my eyes still closed. I felt him tense.

"What's he done, Izzy?"

I keep shaking my head because I didn't want to say it. I step back and look into his eyes. He knew. He was just hoping he was wrong. His eyes search my body for any injuries, but they stop when he looks at my leg. On my inner thigh was smeared blood. He just stares at it for a long time. His jaw clenching hard.

He shakes his head as his breath become heavy, "Please tell me I'm wrong, Izzy. Tell me that I only thought the worst." His voice held pain in it.

"I can't." I whisper as tears stream down my face.

He bows his head and growls. He lifts his face to mine. They held such sadness it broke my heart, "I'm sorry, Izzy. I'm sorry I wasn't here soon enough." He closes his eyes and growls as if he was frustrated with himself, "I'm so sorry this has happened to you. I've brought this upon you and I am so sorry."

I cup his face and shake my head, "Please don't blame yourself. Not now, Xander."

His eyes held a big storm of fury, "I promise you Izzy I'm gonna get you out of here."

I grab his face, "Sshhhh. Don't think about it. Think about this."

I look down at my little baby bump and smile. I see Xander's eyes grow soft when he sees my belly. A slight grin appears.

"This is our baby." I whisper.

"We're having a baby." He says in shock.

I smash my lips unto his. We kiss each other as if we were dying.

"I love you." I whisper.

He moves his head forward and rests his forehead on mine, "I love you more."

He kisses me and I respond hungrily.

Someone wraps their arms around my waist, pulling me away and breaking our kiss.

"What the-?" Xander snarls.

"Let go of me!" I yell.

Xander pulls against the chains, wanting to get to me, "Let go of her!" He snarls. His eyes glow in anger.

I try to hang onto Xander. His eyes pour into mine as he said, "It's okay Izzy. I'm here now I won't let them touch you again. Let go...everything will be okay." He whispers.

He leans his head down and kisses me. I let go of him, instantly regretting it.

I whimper when they throw me back in the cage across from him. I see the guards inject something into Xander's neck. His body instantly relaxes. The guards take the chains off of him and let him lay on the ground. Then they leave.