The Return

Theo/Gage's POV

After Mother had locked us in here we didn't move, mainly 'cause they injected us with wolf's bane but also for the fact that we lost everything.

Again.

We didn't know what to do, we had just given up. Everyone hates us. The most important people in our lives hates us. Sometimes we just wish that Uncle Parker never saved us. Life would have been so much simpler for everyone if we weren't alive.

Izzy could have been happy with her true mate and parents. We took it all away from her. We can't blame her for hating us, we hate us. As we sit there we can't help but run our fingers over the scars. They had all asked us at one point or another about our back tattoo. It covered everything. No piece of skin was clean. We didn't want to see the scars anymore so before we set out here, we went to the tattoo parlour. Every picture has a meaning. We didn't pick at random, we wanted something about ourselves to have meaning. They had taken everything away from us, we just needed something, something that kept us going, kept meaning in our life.

But once we met Izzy, everything changed

She was the new meaning in our life, the reason that we wanted to live. We'd move mountains just to see her smile at us. When we had gotten together we promised her that we'd never hurt her. Such hypocrites we are. Having Izzy mutter those few words to us, killed us on the inside. We were numb. We were trained to never feel pain, but after Izzy, we felt like a million knives were stabbing into our hearts.

Mother sent down a few people to try and get information out of us, and we tried to speak, but it never ended well. When we tried to tell them everything, something completely different always came out, usually something that earned us a beating. At this point we didn't care. We just wished for Death to come down and take us. We've had a few times where he would show up, but the jerk always refused. We never knew why.

Why couldn't our lives been simple? All we've ever wanted was someone to love and to carry our pups. To have someone by our side, living out each others dreams. We had never asked for this life, but the fates decided to give us crap cards.

As we sit there and run our fingers over the scars we wince, feeling new one's all over. We don't think Mother actually knew about the beatings, the last time she came to see us, we were bleeding on our head. It may seem like she despises us but we knew she really didn't. She patched up our wound then left without another word.

We've tried everything to tell her the truth, but nothing has worked. We tried writing it down, acting it out and nothing. We've lost hope. We just pray to Moona that they have given up as well.

"You know if you keep touching it, its going to become infected." We hear someone murmur in the next cell. We look over and see an older man. He's covered from head to toe in filth, with bruises and cuts all over him. His clothes are torn and worn out, with no shoes on either. He sits there with his back against the wall, and arms resting on his knees. He turns his head to our direction then gives us a small smile. We look at him but ignore his comment, continuing to run our hands over the scars. He tsks but says nothing of it.

"So what you in here for?" We decide to ask, having spoken to no one without it ending in a beating. He chuckles and shakes his head, letting some of his hair fall in front of his eyes.

"My story doesn't matter. The question is, why are you here?" He asks us, ignoring our question. We huff and glare at him.

"Why should I tell you mine if you won't tell me yours?" He says nothing, only stares at the wall. He then turns to us again, having a soft smile on his face.

"Because you already know my story Theo." He suddenly says, making our eyes widen. How does he know our name?

"Oh calm down. I know your whole story-"

"Then why ask-"

"It's very rude to interrupt someone when they're speaking. Anyways, I asked because I wanted to see if you knew your story." We look at him as if he's lost his mind, which we're sure he has. Probably been down here too long.

"Theo, not everything you know is true. You've been lied to countless times or you've been manipulated. The fact of the matter is that you shouldn't believe what they say about you. About you being a monster-"

"But I am-"

"Stop interrupting! Anyways, yes you've made mistakes in your life. Some were not your intention but you learn from it. Theo if people named monster's just for being under someone control then everyone in this world is a monster. We all follow under a a commander but that doesn't mean we're monsters." He says, running his hands over his arms. We hand over our blanket, thinking that he's probably cold. He shakes his head and gives us the blanket back.

"How do you know all of this?" We ask him, feeling completely confused at his speech. He chuckles darkly, clenching his fist tightly. We see his calm expression change completely to anger. We gulp and scoot further away from him, feeling a strong aura surround him. It's the same as ours. Our eyes widen in realisation. He's an Alpha.

"Well done on figuring it out. I'm Alpha Chand, the mate of Moona, so technically I'm the Moon God." He suddenly jumps up and reaches for us through the bars. He grabs us by the neck, saying something in a foreign language before we begin to feel light headed. We try to keep our eyes open, not wanting to fall asleep but we can't hold on any longer, and finally let sleep take control.