Damians pov~

After hours of running I managed to get to Alpha Alexander's territory. My lungs burned from running but I didn't care, I needed to get to Luke. Scouts surrounded the boarder. I'm too weak to fight....as much as I hated to admit it to myself, I needed to rest. I went a mile from the boarder, finally settling on a spot that was hidden by a bush. I curled up into a little ball, hoping, by some miracle that I could get some rest so I would actually have a chance of saving Luke. Where is he? What if something bad happened to him? I tried to think of literally anything else but him but I couldn't, I forced myself to wait until my lungs had stopped burning for bolting up and running to out the guard. I sprinted straight for him, trying to take him out in one go but he turned around at the last seconds his paws managing to slice open my shoulder a little. I then jumped above him, transforming back into my human form. I aimed mid flight, positioning my body elbow first so that I could knock him out. I felt my elbow hit the back of his head, the constant growling from the guard instantly silenced as I transformed back into my wolf form. I sprinted to the Alphas house, already knowing exactly where it is thanks to me being dragged along by my father when I was a kid. I paused, looking down at my wound, blood smells strong. I transformed back into a human, running back to the knocked out guard to steal his clothes. Surprisingly they were oversized on me, is this how Luke feels whenever he borrows my clothes? I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Luke being in my shirt, so big on him that it almost was a dress. The shirt being just long enough to cover his ass but him still embarrassed that he would try to pull it down more anyway. I grabbed the sleeve of the shirt, pulling it hard enough for it to rip right off. I quickly tied it around my wound, hoping that the pressure would help stop the bleeding and lessen the scent.

After a while of sneaking around and knocking out multiple more guards I managed to get inside. I looked around, remembering all the fun times my Father, Alexander, and his friend had within these very walls, unknowing to me that my mate was suffering just a few floors down. I couldn't help but be ashamed of myself

as I looked back on it. If only I had known sooner, maybe Luke wouldn't be the focus point of that stalker. Maybe he wouldn't have gotten kidnapped and would be in danger right now. I managed to find the stairs, following them down more then I had ever done before. The stairway became dark as the light from outside drew further away, eventually I reached a door. The door was wooden, outlined in steel, the hinges so rusted they practically screamed upon opening. That's when it hit me, Luke's scent, it was so faint that I could've missed it if I wasn't so desperate to find him. I followed it, winding past each of the twists and turns. I finally arrived to a metal door, bars decorating the small window like opening. I glanced inside, Alexander was pulling out of Luke, about to turn around. I can't fight him, I'm still too weak. I couldn't help but feel ashamed as I quickly hid in a room near by, listening as his foot steps approached and then faded out as he walked away. I waited for a few extra moments to be sure the coast was clear. I then once again approached the door, only to be greeted by the quiet sobs of my mate. I slowly opened the door, doing my best not to scare Luke but utterly failing as I watched him jump, instinctively scooting away.

" Luke........"

All my words fell away as my eyes realized what the puddle was he was sitting in, blood. Tears began pouring down his face faster as Luke realized it was me. I stood there in shook as Luke tried to gather his strength to stand up. I felt my knees almost buckle at the realization of what Luke must be going through. I watched as Luke struggled to try and make it over to me, I then ran over there, trying to catch Luke as his legs gave out from under him. Blood streamed down his leg, he's hurt. I wrapped my arms around him, gently pressing him to my chest as we both began crying into each other.

"I missed you so much Damian."

Luke cried out, grabbing tightly onto my shirt, almost afraid that I might disappear into thin air.

"I'm so sorry Luke, I wish I could have gotten here sooner....."

Luke didn't bother responding, he just cried harder into my shoulder. I could practically hear my heart breaking as Luke curled up into a little ball on me. I then began to feel a wet spot on my leg.......cum and blood.......I need to get my shit together.

"Luke, I'm so sorry to do this to you but can you lay down for a second. I need to get the cum and blood out of you before someone else comes. Blood and cum have a strong smell. "

It took Luke a second to stop crying, he quickly wipped his blood shot eyes as he nodded. I then guided his back down to the floor before pushing two fingers inside and scooping the cum out. I did this a few more times before I felt as if almost all of it was out. I then took off my shirt, ushering it over to Luke. I then grabbed some ripped clothes off the floor, these were the clothes I sent Luke off in. Luke quietly took it and put it on, I couldn't help but smile a little as I saw how over sized it was on him, the hem almost to his knees. I was then slapped back into reality as I slid the ripped piece of cloth under Luke's leg.

"I'm sorry..."

I then tied it, making sure it being tight enough to apply pressure but hopefully not too tight to hurt him. He bit his lip, desperately trying to hold in his voice.

"Are you ok?"

He nodded, his eyes already watery, he's trying to be strong. I helped him get up, somehow also managing to get him on my back.

"Do you remember the way out?"