《To Heaven Hell and back. (WolfxVampxHybrid boyxboyxboy)》Mason
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——-Benji's PoV——-
I woke up in wrapped in Luke's arms. I moved a bit to get comfortable, and Luke grunted opening his eyes. I look into his eyes, a smile tugs at his lips. I felt tears prick my eyes, I felt some spill over and I hid my face in his toned chest. This is all I've wanted for the past 3 months, to be held.
"It's ok now, love" Luke whispered petting my head and pulling me closer to his chest. I nod to him and nuzzle close.
"I'm so sorry, Benji. I love you. I'm sorry I've been so stupid and blind to it, but I love you. I promise to always love you if you just give me a second chance. I know that I don't deserve it but please. I will give you as much attention as you want. as long as we get some for Jamie. We both know he's kinda an attention hog, right. but-" I cut off his rant by kissing him lightly.
"I will give you a chance, but you have to understand that isn't something that I can just forgive like that. I know Jamie likes attention, that doesn't get to me. You will have to work for my full trust back if you can get it all back." I said cuddling closer. I don't want to cuddle to him or love him like I do so soon, but I do. The door burst open and Mason came in with a worried and pissed look, and tears streaming down his face. Oh geez what did I do this time. Luke is pulled off of me, I watch as he is punched in the face as hard as Mason could.
"How could you! Your such a nice kid, you always promise that you would move your mate unconditionally!" Mason roared at Luke as he held his bloody nose and dislocated jaw.
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"Technically he did, he loved one of is mated unconditionally." I smiled before a death glare was sent to me.
"You are no better! You did nothing to stop him! You could have easily stopped him!" Mason yelled into my face, as his was red with anger.
"I could never hit someone I care for, especially a mate. I've never hit you have I." I hissed back.
"I have nothing to do with this, you two were never supposed to meet again. Not after what you did to him!" Mason yelled
"I never meant to do that I was scared and had no place to go, I could only run to you. We are both aware of that!" I yelled remembering the way I found Luke.
"You ruined him"
"I did everything I could, I looked everywhere! I never thought he would be there with me!"
"You're the reason it happened!"
"I'm the one that got him back!"
"You broke him"
"They broke him, not me, Mason"
"You were already broke, you didn't need to hurt others in a revenge plot"
"A revenge plot?! You think thats how it happened!"
"You never told us what was happening you must have planned it" He yelled crying
"I was being hunted by my covenant and father. I had no protection whats so ever, and couldn't trust anyone but you. I ran to your house in tears and no words. I couldn't talk, you wouldn't say diddly squat if you were in my position!" I yelled as tears start to flow freely. Mason took a swing punching me square in the face making me curl into a ball on the floor. Next his foot landed on my spine.
"You can fight back, you can kill me within seconds." Mason yelled kicking again. I waited for the next blow but I felt warm arms around me
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"Daddy stop! You're hurting him!" Luke cried out wrapping his body protectively around mine.
"He fucking deserves it. He's being a bitch and he needs to grow a backbone. Some head of household" Mason yelled as he's held back by Mark who I know feels the same.
"Funny cause I think you just fractured his" Luke said rubbing my back.
"He needs to stand up for himself" Mason grunted
"You get beat and or raped by everyone you trust, let me know how standing up for yourself goes!" Luke growled pulling me closer.
"Luke stop" I whispered to him
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Mason said cautiously
"Wow you're yelling at him without any knowledge of his past" Luke snears. "His father and covent raped him and beat him. Not only them but me aswell. Everyone he was supposed to love and trust have betrayed him. Now you're on the list to, welcome to the club daddy" Luke snerd at Mason. I whimpered at that and cuddled into Luke's chest.
"I'm sorry, Luke" I whimpered out licking his neck. It may seem weird but Its how I personally show affection. He purred and licked my ear in response.
"Don't, we can talk about it alter" Luke cooed at me.
"I-I had no idea" Mason said in shock "And you did what to him? I was told of the beatings, and so was Jake, but you raped him!?" Mason yelled getting red in the face again.
"He was in heat and he wouldn't mark me, Cyprus took over and marked me. I told him stop but he wanted to mark me." I said cuddling to Luke
"I don't see any marks, aren't you mated to another as well." Mark said looking at my neck. I shot up and ran to the mirror. Jamie's mark was gone as well as Luke's. Tears fill my eyes, I have no connection with my mates. It took me for ever to be able to submit to Jamie now I have to do it again after rape, then sub to my rapist. God my life is going to hell and did nothing wrong.
"Where is Jamie" I say running over
"I don't know he stormed off yesterday" Luke said looking upset
"Can you link him?" I ask
"No he cut off the link"
"I want Jamie Luke!" I cried out curling up in the bed
"Ok, ok. I'll go find him ust stop crying" He tried to sooth me. I nodded and stopped and he kissed my head before leaving to go find Jamie. Leaving me with the two people that hate me most.
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8 119Slave 53: The Phoenix
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