Everywhere hurt.

Absolutely everywhere.

I'd been beaten non stop for two days straight. On the first day the Rogues took it in turns with their torture. A few had taken turns punching me all over my arms and legs, and when they'd had enough others took their place.

Some used belts to whip the areas on my muscles that weren't already covered in bruises. Others burned me with cigarettes and doused me in ice water.

This went on for hours, only taking breaks for a few minutes in which time my body attempted to heal itself. But every time it looked seemed like I was healing they'd come back and start a new round.

This completely exhausted my body to no end, slowing the healing process down to that similar of a human.

And I was pregnant.

Me, a man and an Alpha......fucking pregnant. I should've known that this was going to happen, especially with how many times me and my mates have sex. But the thought or...idea for that matter never once crossed my mind.

How I didn't know was beyond me, well I mean I hadn't gained any weight recently. My habits hadn't changed and I wasn't sporting a belly. I didn't want to believe Louis at first, knowing damn well he could just be lying to me but then I realised it could have explained why Matt and Damien change in behaviour.

The sudden clinginess of my mates, Damien particularly. It was very common amongst newly pregnant wolves for their breaders to become protective over their mate and newborn child.

I felt my eyes well up with tears as I thought about my mates. All I wanted was for them to hold me, to kiss me and keep me safe. I was even craving Vladimir and Idris' hold aswell, they gave really good cuddles, but none of them were here.

No doubt they were out there looking for me but the Rogues probably made it nearly impossible, I mean I still didn't know where I was.

And to make matters worse Oli had gone quiet. He had pushed forward a few times to take some of the torture when I began to struggle.

Oli was a strong wolf, by both build and mind, but even he could only take so much.

And now he's barely said a word in the past two days.

I tried talking to him a few times to see how he was, but I got nothing. I could feel him, he was still present but his pain washed through me.

In times like this I wish Oli could be a physical form in front of me, so I could just hold him tight and let him know everything will be fine.....and that I'm sorry.

You have nothing to be sorry for.

Oli's voice came out in a weak whisper, his usual strong and powerful voice no longer present.

I'll be fine....I just need some time.

I smiled slightly at that.

I love you too. And again he went quiet. I'd always be here when he needed me.

I looked around the room as I lay on this tatty, gross mattress I was thrown onto once the Rogues were done with me. The floor and walls around me were splattered in my blood, as well as my aching limbs where the blood had dried.

I counted the hours that passed, well what I thought were hours, god knows how many had gone by at this point.

My attention was snatched as the metal door to whatever room they were keeping me in opened, revealing a random rogue warrior with a tray in his hands.

He stalked over to me and set the tray down beside my head. The foul smell of whatever food it was made its way to my nose, if you could even call it food to begin with.

"Your awfully quiet Alpha mutt. Is your throat still sore, I'd be sad if it weren't." he chuckled. I remember him, he was the one who kept strangling me.

And yes to answer his question, not verbally, my throat still hurt.

"I'll take that as a yes then." he approached me and yanked the cloth that had been offering me the slightest bit of warmth off of me.

"Well then......eat up. Goddess only knows when your next meal will be-"

He kicked the tray towards my head, a little bit of the substance landed on my cheek and I fought hard not to gag.

"Henry that'll be all." I heard Louis deep voice come from the door.

My head shot up quickly as I cringe at the sudden pain that erupted in my neck. The rogue left as I watched him make his way over to me in slow strides with a smug expression.

"My my Alpha, if I'm mistaken you look as if your not so happy to see me." he sniggered.

Once Louis reached me he grabbed under my arms and hauled me into a sitting position. I grunted at the pain that shot throughout my whole body.

He sat down in front of me and picked up the tray that held my poison and started scooping some onto a spoon.

He neared my mouth with the spoon but I moved my head away. He chased my mouth with the spoon, finding amusement in my defiance.

"I'd eat if I were you Xandy, who knows when your next meal will be?"

I growled at him, bearing my teeth which caused his eyes to fill with fear but he recovered quickly, his smirk returning to his face.

"Your a cutie Xandy. You can bear your teeth at me all you want but whilst your tied up......." he inched closer to me and reached a hand over to stroke my cheek. "....deliciously at my disposal." I felt another wave of nausea take over me.

"You don't really have much of a say. So be a good boy for me an-"

His disgusting little speech was cut short at the sound of sudden banging coming from outside the door.

There were screams and growls of fighting echoing through the halls outside that had Louis springing to his feet. The look of fear was back on his face as he stared at the door.

My nose began to twitch as I could smell the familiar scent of wood carvings and coffee, the scents of my mates, Matt and Damien's scents.

They were here.......they found me.

My body immediately lit up with pleasurable chills as I took in their delicious scents.

The door suddenly swung open and slammed against the wall. Matt and Damien walsed in, dragging two bloodied Rogues with them.

Their eyes scanned the room until they landed on me and their faces instantly lit up in huge smiles as did mine.

I said through our link, tears now falling down my cheeks at the overwhelming feeling of seeing them again.

Xander.

They both had tears in their eyes too as I felt them pour love into our bond making me crack out a sob.

But their faces went from happy smiles to stern murderous glares as they took in my battered body.

Did they do this to you pumpkin? Damien asked through our bond, to which I nodded.

I said as I looked over at Louis who was shaking with fear.

Their glares turned to Louis and if looks could kill he'd already be deceased.

Matt and Damien dropped the Rogues in their hands and cracked their knuckles as they made slow strides towards Louis.

"Time we had some fun, don't you agree Damien?" Matt said with a now sinister grin on his lips.

"I'm right with ya brother."

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