Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Justice
“You must follow her, Justice.”
Sibley had murmured those words no sooner than the door closed behind my mate. I’d come here to talk to Sibley about my mate and how dangerous she could possibly be to my club. We’d been talking about her when she walked right into the shop.
Seeing her for the first time without being in my coyote form, I took the opportunity to take her in.
She was beautiful with unique eyes. One bluish green.
The other greenish brown. She was also thin.
Thin enough to break in half. Granted, she still had ample tits to go with an ass to fill your hands.
Still, she’d been small. Her hair, though, shone with the sun beaming on it and called for me.
The long locks had my fingers itching to sink into it.
To pull while I fucked her from behind. To hold her still while I fucked her mouth.
Fuck me.
Those are the last thoughts I needed to be having about Annahi. I’d gone to Sibley to figure out a way to keep Annahi at bay. To control the need to possess my mate.
There was too much need for her inside me, and I needed to get rid of it.
She was the daughter of the enemy. It didn’t matter if she wasn’t of blood or not.
She was raised by a blood witch. I’d been able to scent the connection on her when she stepped into the shop, but it didn’t stop my beast’s need for her.
He damn near ripped right out of me to get to her. It was all I could do to contain him.
I didn’t think to question Sibley’s words to me about following her. I saw the look on her face. She had a vision, and it’d been about my mate. I might not want her, but that doesn’t mean my beast will let me allow her to be harmed either.
So, I followed Annahi to a little house she walked to. I kept my distance, watching her. She looked to be struggling. I kept a good amount of distance behind us, mostly following her scent instead of her.
Outside the little house, I waited, taking in the surroundings.
The house was at the end of the street, butting against the woods.
She had a little compact car in the driveway.
Nothing that would stick out. Same with her house.
Though she did have flowers in the flowerbeds, a few rose bushes, and some flowerpots on the porch.
It looked like a typical house in Redwich.
No one would guess who she was or that she was the daughter of an evil witch.
The whole way here, I didn’t get the scent of deception from her. Honestly, I felt pain and fear inside her.
As I stand outside the house, I think about the fact that she’s nothing like what I thought of when it came to my mate. She seems weak and unable to handle what’s inside her.
A few minutes pass, and I’m about to leave when the scent of blood hits me.
My nostrils flare. The beast inside me claws at my insides, but he doesn’t have to.
I rush across the way to the house, round the side to the back, sensing that’s where the blood is coming from.
I jump over the railing of the porch and kick in the door.
My beast howls as I’m confronted with the sight of our mate, blood pooling around her, both wrists showing long slits.
“Fuck,” I snarl and rush forward. I could hear her pulse. It was faint, but I needed to stop the bleeding and get her body to heal. I grab two towels from the counter and wrap them tightly around both wrists, moving Annahi to the side in order to lay her down.
Annahi’s eyes flutter, but don’t open.
Her body was weak and growing weaker.
I let go of one of her wrists long enough to pull my phone out of my pocket and call Zavier.
“What’s up, VP?” he asks upon answering.
“Need you to track my location. Get here with your med kit. ASAP.” I hang up, knowing he’ll do what I ordered without question.
I look back down at Annahi. “You’re not about to die on me, mate. I’m not gonna let you take the easy way out. Fuck that.”
Twenty minutes go by before Zavier comes through the back door with Corbin and Tucker. All three men look deadly as they take in the blood.
“The fuck happened here?” Corbin demands, while Zavier gets a look of disgust on his face before shaking his head and coming to kneel on the other side of Annahi.
“She slit her fuckin’ wrists,” I tell ‘em.
“Why the fuck would she do that?” Tucker growls.
“Wouldn’t be a bad thing to let nature take its course,” Zavier grumbles, but his eyes were focused on doing what needed to be done to save her.
“I’m not about to let her do this shit,” I tell him, my voice more animalistic than human.
The beast wanted out. He wanted to mark her. To make sure she could never leave him. Not like this. Not ever.
No one speaks as Zavier gets both of Annahi’s wrists patched up. “We’re gonna have to take her to the clubhouse. I didn’t bring everything I’m gonna need to fix this. Those are gonna need to be stitched up.”
I nod and lift her off the floor.
“Trucks out front,” Zavier grumbled.
“We’ll follow behind you. Make sure the house is locked up,” Corbin grunts.
Without a word, I follow Zavier out of the house and to the truck with Annahi in my arms. I hold her tight, the beast marginally with her so close.
I could hear her pulse, still weak, but there. It wasn’t going anywhere.
Zavier doesn’t waste time doing the speed limit or even talking. He gets us to the clubhouse in record time.
We’re both out of the truck and heading to the doors when they burst open. Karsyn is there with wide eyes.
“What happened?” she asks, her voice a gentle whisper filled with worry.
“Tried to kill herself,” Zavier answered. “Gotta get her to a room and stitch her up.
“Bring the shit to my room,” I tell him without thinking before speaking.
“Figured as much,” Zavier grunts and walks off as I carry Annahi through the clubhouse.
I ignore the looks of my brothers and the doxies.
Let them look. This doesn’t mean anything to me besides me making sure she’s not taking the easy way out.
She’s my mate, no matter how weak she is.
I can keep her without loving her, and in doing so, it means I’m not going to let her kill herself to escape whatever is wrong with her.
In my room, I lay her in the middle of the bed, and a few moments later, Zavier brings everything he needs into the room. Karsyn comes in as well, staying back with Dane at her side. At least until Corbin shows and takes her in his arms, guiding her out of the room.
I don’t know what the hell it is between them they shared, but whatever it is, it couldn’t be good.
With it being just Zavier and me while he finishes up taking care of Annahi, I finally ask what’s been bugging me. “What’s your deal with blood witches? I get you’ve always had a problem with them. We all got a problem with them, but something’s changed with you.”
Zavier lifts his gaze to meet mine. “They nearly killed my mate.”
“Your mate?” I didn’t even know he had a mate.
“Arely,” he answers and looks back at what he was doing. “She nearly died. She lies in a coma, drained of the energy they took from her.”
Fuck. That’s not what I was expecting to hear, but it makes sense. Since Arely’s been here in a coma, he’s been acting strangely. Now I get it.
“I’m gonna have to let Zaid know she’s here,” Zavier changes the subject.
“Why?” There’s no reason he needs to be told shit.
“Because he and Clara claim Annahi as part of the leap. She’s family.
No matter how much I want to deny it, I have to respect the decision they made to have her.
” He takes a breath and shakes his head.
“She’s different and doesn’t know how to handle her gifts.
I get why she tried to kill herself. It must have gotten to be too much. ”
“That’s the coward’s way of doing things, and you know it.” I didn’t want to think about her reason for attempting to kill herself.
“Doesn’t mean she didn’t think it was the only way.
” Zavier shrugs, finishing with bandaging up the wrists once again, but now she had stitches to keep the wounds from opening.
Packing his stuff back up, he looks at me.
“I don’t like the fact she’s the enemy’s daughter, but what you decide to do with your mate is your business. ”
I nod, not wanting to speak right then. I don’t know what to think about my mate right now, and I was going to have to get on that.
The sooner the better. Mostly because I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight anytime soon, no way was I giving her the chance to try to take her life again.
She needed to understand she wasn’t going to be weak and a coward.
A part of me, the beast, refuses to let her go because he knows what I refuse to acknowledge. The bond between us wouldn’t let us lose her now that we have her.