Deimos

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Willow's P.O.V.

It's so dark.

It's cold too.

I can't feel my body.

Maybe it's because I'm numb.

"I'm so sorry, baby." I hear a sobbing voice, cry.

Deimos.

Oh how I missed him.

"Baby I-I killed him. I killed the man responsible for this." He says happily, I feel warmth cover over my hand. I didn't feel happy at all, even though my whole life meaning was to kill Traven.

Never seeing my mate again, was a harder grief.

"Willow, since you've been in a coma word has gotten around other packs. I think they are scheming a plan to take us all down." He mumbles, I feel my cold wrist being kissed.

"But don't worry, my sweet Willow. I'll protect you, no matter what." I feel my heart thumped as Deimos goes into hysterics.

It hurts.

"Bye." His husky voice states kissing my neck. "I'll be right back, border patrol reported rogues."

I wanted to stand up and hug the life out of him, but I couldn't. My body was frozen, I couldn't move. Horror struck me. Would I never be able to kiss him again? Never to hold?

I needed him.

Now I know what that feeling swing in my chest was.

Deimos' P.O.V.

It's been a week.

Maybe even two.

It's been two fucking weeks since Willow's dad put her in a coma. She suffered through a major concussion on the temple, and she lost a lot of blood from her injuries.

It's also been two weeks since I sent Traven to his death.

"Alpha!" A voice brings me away from my deep thoughts.

Sergeant.

His stiff posture present. I nod towards him, telling him to continue. "Alpha, we encountered rogues near the east border line." I grit my teeth at the news.

"Kill them all, bring one for questioning." I command.

I see him visibly gulp, "Sir, we can't do that. Too many of them."

"Gather anyone who can fight, leave a few guards behind to guard my mate." I say standing up and walking out of my office.

Sergeant follows me out of my office before going our separate ways.

Stay put Willow, I'll protect you.

This time for sure.

Willow's P.O.V.

I'm bound in chains.

Unable to move, and unable to feel.

The dark consumes me.

"Willow, my dear sweet Willow." A chuckle sounded through the room. "It's me, Hunter."

Fear crept on me.

What was he doing here?

"Poor Willow, I'll tell you something really important. I liked you, I really did. But you don't?" He laughs darkly, I can hear his nearly silent footsteps pace around the room.

"Well you see my Willow, if I can't have you..."

"Then no one can."

Deimos' P.O.V.

I see a familiar face standing against my wolves.

Ralph.

Willow's old leader, if I'm not mistaken. He stands tall, bravely awaiting me, while his mutts glare at my patrols.

"Deimos." He briefly says. I nod towards him extremely tensed.

"What are you doing here?" I snarled, earning dark scowls from the rogues.

"Why to take your land of course." He replies, "Hunter requested us to take advantage while you were at your weak."

I glower at him, "Where's the idiotic boy?" I sneer. Ralph visibly shrugs.

"Went off on his own."

I clenched my hands. Willow. "Don't let them get through, I'm going to check on my mate." I say to the guards, they look at each other.

"B-but sir, w-we're outnumbered." One speaks up. I growled, "I don't give a flying fuck."

They nod their heads fearfully.

A howl interrupted our conversation, it sends the rogue pack had shifted into their furs. They snarl at me, I felt the turmoil build up inside me.

Go to Willow or back up my pack?
I cursed as a brown wolf pounced on me I fended it off, quickly realising they formed a circle around me.

'Dad, check on Willow, I'm begging you.'

I send a quick mind link to my father. Before a huge tanned wolf raised its claws at me.

Please be safe, Willow.

Willow's P.O.V.

I feel hands gently rub my neck, before tightening its hold, tremendously. Yanking me out of my coma. I weakly open my eyes to see a crazed look on Hunter's face.

"H-Hunter." I hissed.

He smirked at me straddling my body on the cheap hospital bed. He pinned me down before going into a full blown laugh. "Like I said, if I can't have you. Then nobody can." He continues choking me, the only find left were my gurgling noises.

The white door slams open to reveal a calm Arnold. He sees my current state. "Boy, let the girl go." Arnold says, standing in front of a terrified Gina.

Hunter stops his chokehold on me, however keeping me pinned to the bed. "I don't think so." He snarled, Arnold makes a move towards us.

Though Hunter's hand now rested on my neck, his elongated claws scratch the surface of my skin.

Arnold stops abruptly nervously glancing towards me, I give him a weak smile. My head hurts, my body hurts, and my heart aches.

Everything hurts so badly.

Arnold froze for a moment analyzing Hunter for a minute.

"Leave her alone, I know your father."

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