Virgin Sacrifice to the Last Lycan - Chapter 56: Chapter 56

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Helen POV
When Randy said he knew where he was going, I trusted that, but this seemed a bit more extreme than I was anticipating. We round the corner of another dark tunnel, leading to a set of half-lit torches nailed into the rock wall.
“What is this place?” I groaned, shivering.
Thankfully, randy had given me his shirt to wear, but with my blood soaking into the fabric and the fact he has seen me very naked today already, I wondered if the kind notion was worth it.
I held onto his shirt methodically, watching as he pressed into the rock wall and it shuddered, the door opening in recoil. It moved so easily but looked just like any other tunnel wall. I hid my amazement, walking into a bunker of sorts in this vast cave system.
“This is our safe haven for now,” Randy said, moving into a kitchen set up on the far wall. “It’s no Vegas, and it’s not the wizard hideout in the pines, but it’s not bad.”
I took a careful step back. Randy has always been nice to me, and his loyal to Justin is clear after today’s events, but that doesn’t explain how he disappeared in the wolfen games and reappears at our rescue.
My wolf Joy was nervous as well. Maybe it’s the wounds on my back, or Scott’s torment all week about my sister dying and me being his true mate yet again, I didn’t know how to accept Randy’s help.
He walked over to me with a cold, damp rag in his hands. I stepped out of the bunker, my pulse static and hot, and he made no intentions of slowing down.
I turned to bolt, thick arms clinging around my waist shortly after.
“Ah! Randy, please,” I begged through mighty tears. “Dammit, Randy! Let me go!”
“I’m really trying not to hurt you,” he snarled, his chest pressed into my back, irritating my wounds even more. “Calm down and let me explain, please, Helen!”
He threw me onto a soft bed, set up nicely with various pillows and comfy blankets. It was far more soft than the Vegas bed I barely got to use, and definitely better than the robes and blanket mats that the wizards had.
I sulk at the poor outcome of both escapes attempts by me and my mate.
“Let me dress those marks or you’ll get an infection,” Randy huffed, irritated with me by now. He sat on the bed behind me, lifting the shirt up enough so he could run the cloth over my bleeding welts. “Did Juden do this to you?”
“Scott,” I breathed, recalling how he had beat me unconscious and then threw me in a van to be dumped for Lycan bait. “What is going on, Randy? What happened?”
He was gentle with his touch, blotting the cloth over my cracked ribs until I hissed aloud. “Easy, Helen. I know you’ve had a lot of trouble since the wolfen games. I wanted to step in sooner, but I saw this all coming. I had to get a place ready for us to escape to.”
I looked around the decently decorated cave, surprised to see such a functional hideout so far under the mountain.
“What did you see coming, Randy?”
“I didn’t think you would run off with my Alpha,” he said, shooting me a look that I’m sure only Justin could understand, “but I was taking Donna to the hospital. Everyone saw how you defeated her. It was made then that she would be killed off property and pinned on you.”
I looked at the floor, dizzy with this information.
“Who decided that?”
“Alpha Kind Juden,” he groaned. “And my father.”
I watched him carefully, needing to know what he is thinking about that but I was too scared to ask.
“They were talking about how Justin was supposed to lose his power when mating you on the full moon. It didn’t work. They’re plan to hold the titles and their power had been vanquished. They wanted Justin to fail so they could carry the pack on for much longer.”
My wolf hummed with that claim. “It didn’t work, though, because it didn’t end Justin’s Lycan.”
“Exactly.” He brushed the cloth against my wrists, still blistered from the chains Scott threw me in the second we got home. “They were devising a plan to punish you, piss off Justin and then set it up for the packs to see. They wanted everyone to reject him as future Alpha.”
My head hurt with all this information. I wept into my lap. “But we kept getting in the way.”
“Yeah, you did,” Randy said, brushing my hair off my neck, looking for more wounds leaking blood. “I am loyal to my Alpha, whether he takes over Lone Wolf pack or not. So I am loyal to you as well, Helen. Future Luna.”
My nerves had been shot at, set back up, and shot at some more. At least this cave was quiet and there were no other creatures to trick us into being given back to the Alpha King.
The only one we have to trust here is Randy, and I trust him a lot more now.
“I left for a while, laid low so I could get this place ready. We may be here awhile, just until we can figure out our next steps.”
“What are our next steps?”
Randy, for the first time since coming into this cave, looked unsure.
Steps rung out down through the cave and I jumped to my feet when I saw Justin. He met me in the doorway, catching me into a hefty embrace. He smelled of cedar and my blood, but that didn’t matter.
“Dammit, Justin, where we’re you? Where did you go?”
I cried like I’ve never cried before and I wanted to scream but I couldn’t. My lips where too busy against his, my heart sinking when Randy finally shut the cave door and locked us inside this haven.
“Please don’t fuck in here,” Randy said, begging in his tone. “I don’t need to ever, ever, see that again.”
“Trusty Beta,” Justin said, pulling from my lips but keeping me hiked onto his chest. “I’ve never been so happy to see your face.”
They exchanged a sarcastic laugh, Justin’s eyes trailing to the sight of the upgraded cave where we will hide for now, before leaving his attention to my rosy, bruised cheeks.
“Are you okay, mate? What did that treacherous first mate do?”
He assessed my visible wounds, his hands on my back inadvertently pressing into the others hidden from view. I tucked my head into his warm neck. I didn’t want to talk about Scott or Juden or what we’re going to do next.
I just wanted to be in my mate’s arms.
“I’m fine,” I breathed, needing nothing but his affection to heal myself fully. “Our mating in the woods helped most of the marks. The pain is gone and that’s all that matters.”
Justin pulled my face so I would lock eyes with his. “It’s not all that matters. The thing he did in the woods with the wizard’s illusions, it’s not right. If he did any of those marks to you where I found you in the street today, he has more hell coming.”
I nodded, blinking back a misty haze over my eyes.
“We need to talk about our next moves, Alpha,” Randy cut in, motioning toward the table nearby.
Justin laid us both in bed, but pulled back to join his beta, leaving me there to stain the sheets with my blood soaked back. I stopped him, grabbing for his hand, noticing he had put on some jeans after breaking away from us in the woods.
“You left early to go get dressed?”
“Of course not,” Justin giggled, his eyes shifting when he picked his hand into his pocket and held up a familiar trinket. “I got this back, too. Of course.”
I stared at my necklace in awe.

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