Life and Love Lesson Chapter 17 part 2

 

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Chapter 17 part 2

“Four days.”

Felt like longer.

“Who is he talking about?”

“Alex and Zac are the two young boys who are fated together. You spoke with them right before you choosing ceremony.” Larry motioned to one of the other men. “Get the chair over here.” He then unsnapped my ankle cuffs. “You were in the process of helping them relocate packs.”

Right. Rex had given them the direction to follow to reach out to the Pack Master. “Did they not get in touch with the Pack Master?”

“Yes, but it is taking him a bit of time to locate another pack.”

Damn it. Had not foreseen that. “How did they get caught?”

“Snuck out to each meet each other and David Smith caught them behind the shack fucking.”

David Smith. Man was tenacious when he came in to throw some punches and use the piece that had hooks on the ends of the leather strings. Wasn’t sure what it was called, but it sure ripped  flesh off of my body.

“Come lower him into the chair when I release his cuffs.” Larry sighed. “This is going to hurt, but we have to get you down.”

“Just do it.”

Rex ground his teeth as the two guys gripped his arms and lowered him into the chair. The cook metal soothed his sore ass, but hurt his back when he braced himself.

“Time we get you to your room. A shower will help, but you need to shift first.”

“He needs a doctor.” One of the other men said.

“I know that, but you know Alpha will not allow that.”

“He will not be able to heal all these wounds with a shift.” The other  guy said.

Rex sighed and braced his hands on the edge of the chair, pushing himself up, holding back the grunt.

“What are . . .”

“Let’s go.” Rex’s knees wobbled, but he forced them to hold himself up. “Have a feeling time is short.” Mr. Chamberland would not give him much time to cover up his bruises and wounds. He’d want him to fail so he could resume his beatings.

“How do you do it?” The first guy who spoke asked.

“Just who I am.” Rex forced himself to make one step after another and held his head high as he walked towards his bedroom, ignoring the stares and gasp.

“You two can go.” Larry said once Rex entered his room. He shut the door behind him and wrapped his arms around him. “Let me help you over to the bed.”

“I’ve got it.” Instead of the bed, Rex made his way to the center of the room and shifted, standing still for a few minutes then resumed his human shape.

“You never cease to amaze me.” Larry shook his head. “Most of the wounds are healed, but your body is black and blue. Purple and yellow in some places. You’ll sill covered in blood.”

“Nothing a shower won’t fix.”

Rex took one step, then another before the over weighted sensation consumed his top half and he began to topple over. Rex slammed into a broad hard chest as the room spun. Next thing Rex knew his feet was being dragged across the dull beige carpet. That quickly turned into scuffed up linelium and then a yellow titled shower.

“Lean against the shower wall, while I strip.”

No way was he getting in the shower with him. Not wise. Not that Rex could do anything at the time, but he did not need Larry knowing just how much his body still craved the man he gave up. Not when the man still had feeling for him. There were other mates out there for them and when they found them they needed to be able to tell them that there had been no contact between the one they gave up. Especially, after they broke the mate bond.

Rex cut the water on and forced his legs to hold him up. The fuzziness faded as the warm water cascaded over him and he was able to reach out and shut the glass shower door.

“Rex, that is not safe.”

“It is. Just lay me some clothes in here and get me some food if possible.” That would help more than anything. Sure would speed up the heeling.

He quickly scrubbed the dried blood from his body, taking in each bruise. Might as well have said he took in his entire body. There was barely an empty spot on his stomach and legs that did not bare darkening skin. He was sure his back looked worse. He’d have to wear long sleeve shirt to hide his arms. Turltle neck would have been nice, but he did not have any of those with him. He wasn’t sure if his face was marred, but he did not recall them hitting his face. That would be one thing in his favor.

He climbed out of the shower and dried off. Slipping into the soft jeans and long sleeve shirt Larry had laid out for him. He stared into the mirror pleased there was no bruises on his face, but the ones where they’d choked him shone bright yellow. No hiding them. Even if he could have gotten into his mother’s makeup they would be visible. Looked like he’d fail Mr. Chamberland’s order. Damn it. He did not want Alex and his mate to pay the price. He’d have to make some kind of deal with Mr. Chamberland. That’s what Mr. Chamberland banked on him doing. He knew that Rex would do anything to keep them from being harmed. He had figured out his weakness. He would exploit every time as he could.

A light knock and a sharp command to get his ass into the living room was his only warning that his biological father had arrived.