The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

Boyd

POV

It felt weird being back. Everything had changed so much during the time I had been away, I had expected the room I had been staying in to look different too.

It didn't. It was the same as when I left it. My sheets and bedding were clean, smelling fresh, and it was clear that the omegas had been keeping up with the basic cleaning, but all my stuff was untouched. I don't know what I was expecting. Maybe for them to pack everything or throw it away in the time I had been kidnapped, but everything was here waiting for me. Just like my friends had been.

Darren, Beau and Winnie took me to my room, then Darren left to be with his mates. He mumbled something about coming back later, but had a distracted look in his eyes that probably had something to do with his mates.

Beau and Winnie waited for me out in the room as I showered. It took me a few minutes to muster up the nerve to get under the shower stream. I'd been waterboarded so much, it gave me anxiety to think about going directly under the water, but eventually I worked up the nerve. I was disgusting, and knew I couldn't face anyone again without getting clean first. The hot, clean water felt good on my sore body. My wrists and ankles still stung from the restraints, but they eventually went numb the longer I stood in the burning water.

I was taken aback when I saw my appearance in the mirror. I didn't look like the same person. Even after shaving and getting all the dirt and filth off me, I still looked sick. Those assholes did a number on me. Being starved and tortured for who knows how long left me looking scrawny and weak.

I hated this. I hated feeling pathetic like this. I needed to get strong again, because I never wanted to go through that shit again.

Not that it wouldn't happen....

"See you again soon...."

Those weren't empty words from my lunatic ex-mate. It was a threat. A threat that I knew she would carry out, one way or another. I just didn't know how yet. I needed to be on my guard. I thought about telling someone about Laura and what I suspected she did... What I know she forced me to do.... but my throat closed up with anxiety at the mere thought.

I was in the bathroom for so long, Winnie started to beat on the door, demanding for me to let him in. He said some nonsense about helping Chloe wash her hair, and he could wash mine for me too.

My friends were worried about me. Really worried. I tried my best to hide my anxious thoughts and went out to get dressed.

Both Beau and Winnie winced seeing my body. Beau forced me to stand still to apply an ointment he got from the clinic on my wolfsbane scars. They would recover, but I would probably have the scars for the rest of my life.

Alexi popped his head in for a minute with Jamie when I was done getting dressed. He said he was just checking on me before heading off to get a quick nap before a meeting with the Alphas soon.

Jamie and Winnie left after Alexi did, but came back a few minutes later.

"Eat up, man," Jamie slapped my back gently after coming into my room with a tray of food. "You skipped too many meals."

It smelled so damn good. I don't even know how long it has been since I had real food. There was an array of normal breakfast items on the tray he set down on the foot of the bed. Winnie had a glass of orange juice in one hand, and a steaming cup of coffee in the other. There were pancakes, strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, and all sorts of pastries. I didn't even know where to start.

Winnie didn't give me a chance to decide. He sat right on my lap and picked up a strip of bacon, forcing it into my mouth.

"Give him some space, kid," Beau lifted Winnie off my lap, setting him on a chair beside the bed. "You've been all over his balls since he got here."

"Excuse me for being happy he's back," Winnie snapped, crossing his arms over his lean chest.

With a small smile, I patted the bed beside me. Winnie stuck his tongue out at Beau and moved to sit there, snuggling into my back. It felt good to be so welcomed. I felt loved. I didn't think I would be this missed. Beau had cried, really fucking cried when he saw me back at the hotel. He hugged me tight enough to break bones and started cursing me out for being stupid enough to get caught by that bitch Luna and our old Alpha. The others were the same, though Jamie and Alexi didn't cry. Winnie has been the clingiest of them all since I got back to this pack, and hasn't left my side for more than a few minutes since I got done at the clinic. "Now, our family is all together again," Winnie sighed happily.

Family. A sinking feeling fell through my chest at the mention of a family. It made me think of kids, and why I was taken in the first place.

I still felt that pull. That nagging feeling like a tether trying to make me move in a certain direction. A direction that every other part of my body wanted to fight against.

If I focused on the feeling for too long, the sinking feeling would begin to tear me up inside, and it was like I could still hear Laura's crazy remarks in my head. "See you again soon...."

I was trying to deny it. I didn't want to dwell on what had happened in that fucking hotel, but it was becoming more and more clear to me that this wasn't a bad dream. It wasn't my mind playing tricks on me or a result of the torture I endured. My gums and canines ache as the foggy, black-hued memories returned. Sirius was still shaken at the reality of what he had done.

Somehow, that bitch got me to mark her. I'm growing more and more sure of it by the second.

It makes me fucking sick. My disgust for her has reached an all-time high. Disgust, but with the contradictory feelings that I'm sure stem from being her mate. It was confusing as fuck.

The only minor good thing about this complete nightmare was that I no longer held any attraction for Chloe. I didn't even feel jealous when Mick started kissing her and groping her like he did. There was nothing. Just indifferent repulsion at seeing two people I know well kissing. I felt nothing for Chloe. Nothing until she touched me, that is. When she touched my skin, it felt like the lick of a flame. Some calming sensation stilled the nagging pull tugging inside of me.

She had a shocked look on her face too, but she claimed it was nothing more than being shocked and walked away.

The look on Mick's face made me feel like I couldn't follow her, or ask any questions about what it was I felt. I knew through some mumblings between the guys on the way back that she had awoken some sort of witch ability of hers, and it was triggered by Alpha Ford, no less. After I was taken, he tried to kidnap her too, but it failed when she fought back.

Thinking back on my time in that hotel, everything was all muddled together and confusing. I think that first day I saw Laura and Alpha Ford, the day he showed up looking wild and extra pissy, like someone turned the stick shoved up his ass a few too many times to the left, that had to be the day they tried to take her. The memory was hazy now, but that seems right somehow.

That was the day hell really started for me. Laura, that disgusting cunt.....

If I fucking marked her, how can I still hate her this much? I hate her, but some part of me craves her at the same time. I kinda wish for Chloe to touch me again just to see if her touch can really silence these nagging tethers inside of me.

A tap on my shoulder drew me out of my disorienting thoughts. Winnie stared up at me with big, worried eyes.