Virgin Sacrifice to the Last Lycan - Chapter 53: Chapter 53

Helen POV
I wanted to scream and scrap and tear into that woman, and also into my mate for being in this situation, but when he tells me to run, I know it’s for good reason.
Joy was stronger than she was since the wolfsbane prodded into my bloodstream. I shift into my white wolf, wanting to get my necklace but knowing better than to stick around here any long.
Justin tore into his Lycan form and charged the naked temptress, Joy forcing me to run into the woods that had once been scattered with wandering, gathering wizards. It’s colder now, bare of any creatures, and the shift of life to nothingness puts an eerie shade over things.
It doesn’t take long before I recognize the trailing scents of wolves in these woods. Juden’s warriors won’t stop hunting, won’t stop chasing, and I fear their plans to use me against Justin.
It was the purpose of the collar that had been demolished, to be used against Justin for something. I just don’t know what yet, and I don’t think I should stay to find out.
[Treehouse?]
I rejected Joy’s idea, running from the safe haven rather than toward it. I didn’t want to endanger the wizard’s that took us in and kept us well fed and sheltered for the last few days.
I turned to look over my shoulder, searching for my Lycan, but it only ended up with me slamming into another wolf waiting in the woods. I shifted on impact, Joy too afraid to take the brunt of the hit after just recently healing from the poison.
“Oh no,” I grumbled, my father’s bold wolf standing over me with hate and heat in his eyes. “What are you doing here? What do you want?!”
I’m breaking again. I forced myself to stand in front of his wolf, to face him square on, channeling Russo’s courage as the last Fae of his kind and knowing he grew up as outcasted as I did.
But when I see the wings of the Fae open and relaxed behind the line of warriors that stand with my father, I feel the cracks spread over my surface.
“Wha—why, Russo?”
The Fae looked remorseful, but it was clear that he had everything to do with this organized attack.
“I told you we weren’t perfect, and that me and my people have been through dark times. I would do anything to protect them. If that means I have to betray the trust of my guests, then I will.” Russo planted himself firmly in his choices.
I stood there, my mouth agape, for a long minute.
Betrayal was becoming second nature.
“Come on, Helen, let’s just get this over with!” Scott’s voice boomed through the woods, stepping from the other wolves in his bare, mortal form as he shifted out of his large, dark wolf. His eyes twinkled at my nakedness and I cringed. “Looking delicious, as usual.”
I sneered at his words. “As always? You rejected me, Scott. Don’t act like this is a bonded temptation. You just want to make me just as miserable as you are!”
“Miserable?”
Scott tasted the word but spit it out seconds later. Standing over me, his hands pressed hard into my hips, centering our naked forms together in the woods, in front of the warriors and my own damn father.
“I’m far from miserable, mate.”
I stammered at that title and it stung my wolf in the chest.
“You are not my mate!”
He unlatched one hand from my hips, striking it square over my cheek. I hit the dirt at his feet, hearing the warriors all bark into a chuckle like a pack of hyenas.
“Do not raise your voice at the future Alpha of Fiery Cross Pack!”
I forced myself to stand, ignoring the blood on my upper lip but Scott relished at the sight. “You married my sister, Scott, on our wedding day! You don’t get to call me your mate. You rejected me while I wore my wedding dress. I was still in the aisle and you abandoned me!”
His smile grew with my words like a cheerful little rat. “We have time to mend those wounds, mate,” he said, his fist grabbing at my hair to pull me flush with his body.
He spoke through a gritted, locked jaw, his eyes a dangerously dark hue now.
“The night you and your mate ran away, your sister was found dead. She succumbed to the wounds you laid onto her in the wolfen games. You killed you sister, Helen. You’re just a natural murderer, aren’t you?”
My tongue tied itself in my mouth. He couldn’t be telling the truth.
“I saw her in the Alpha King’s court,” I groaned. “She was wounded, but she was fine! She was alive!”
Scott shrugged. “Your wolf has changed. You did too much damage for her to heal and as it happens, you’re white fur is acceptable to me now. I will take you back as my mate.”
“You can’t do that,” I said.
My mind was running laps on the possibility of such a thing. It had to be impossible, right? He could never take back his rejection. He couldn’t undo what he has done already. I watched felt the sting of the rejection.
It isn’t something you can reverse.
Right?
“I lift my rejection on you, Helen, as my original fated mate. I accept you and your bond as an extension of my wolf,” Scott said, his words purposeful and heavy.
“What are you doing?” I snapped, backing out of his hold. “I reject you, then! I reject you, Scott! Justin is my mate, not you, never you! I hate you!”
I shifted then, extending my paws outward to get a good swipe at his face and body. My nails dug bloody paths across his entire body. He asked for this to happen.
Joy is conflicted by his words, unsure what bond to adhere to, but I know the only mate I will ever accept is Justin. He is my one true mate, no matter what Scott thinks he can reverse.
He stumbled back a few feet, his palm pressed over his cheek where I dug in real deep into his flesh. He only laughed at the blood, proving he is more psychotic than I ever knew.
“As the future Alpha, I will permit it as an attack against me, Helen. Your wolf though,” he said, his tone thick with desire as he took in my pure Snow White fur. “She is pure enough for me to forgive.”
I snarled in my next movement, biting toward his neck but he dodged it well enough. His wolf took over, baring a well-earned gash across his face now. Warriors charged forward, along with my first mate, and I prepped myself for a sturdy fight.
I got in a couple good hits and bites before I was subdued, Scott pinning me under the body of his wolf. I refused to shift back, to be compromised and naked under him at all. He is a monster.
His nose forced my neck up, pushing my head forward while I spotted movement behind our squabble in the forest.
I could see Justin in the distance, holding a petite woman to his bare body, the two of them kissing and groping and causing a stir of pain in my heart.
I shifted in defeat while my heart broke and Joy wilted at the sight of our mate taking another woman in his arms. Trying not to look to hard, I couldn’t tell if they were indeed having sex, but it looked too close to call.
Tears forced their ways from eyes while Scott looped chains around my hands, pinning them behind me in my weakened state.
“Thank you, Fae Russo,” Scott called, his voice full of glee as he kicked off of me. “It was the perfect distraction to get her restrained.”
With his odd words, the sight of my mate and the woman fell from my vision. The woods were empty where they once stood, the scene evaporating into thin air like it never existed in the first place.
Scott laughed while I came to the realization it was a simple illusion to deter me from fighting more.
“If I couldn’t get him to take my bait with a real whore, then I had to make sure there was a backup plan,” Scott snickered, nudging me with his foot.
I fought the chains on my wrists and looped around my ankles, keeping me in a very, very limited range of movement. I choked on my own air, feeling suffocated under the turn of events.
“You’re coming home with me, Helen,” Scott said.
“Where is he? Where is Justin?”
“The Alpha King’s warriors are taking care of him for now. He will go back to his life in chains with his father overlooking his care. He has become too powerful to try and tame, Helen. He should feel lucky he isn’t going to be killed.”
“No,” I wept.
I could only picture Justin chained to the wall, being whipped every full moon in effort to tame his viciousness. They all thought mating with Justin would weaken him. They were wrong.
They thought they could use me to control him, so we ran away and proved them wrong.
This is just another pathetic attempt to break us. I won’t let it happen.