Chapter 14

Lincoln

Small maggot dicked beta, had her on the bed and his pants around his bony knees when I flung open the door and it took everything I had not to rip that pathetic cock from his body and feed it to him.

I was still tempted to do it.

Even as his pathetic begging reached my ears. I was so tempted fo let the beast out and rip him apart. He had touched her.

Now, Hope wasn’t my omega but she was an omega and no limp  dick beta got to touch her. She was too previous for that. Too-

Leaning over the stinking blankets I offered her my hand. “Are you ok?”

She didn’t answer me, she just sat there with her hand clutched to her chest and stared at me.

“Are you hurt, Hope?” Maybe she was in shock. Maybe that’s why she wasn’t replying to me and had that white face shell shocked look in her eyes. There was pain in them too and that boiled my blood.

Had he touched her? Forced her? Hurt her in any way.

If he had then his death wouldn’t ve quick and painless. I would draw it out and then nail his body to the door in a warning for the others.

They were betas, lower than the low. They did not touch what belonged to me or the other alphas.

Not ever.

A growl escaped my lips before I could bite it back.

Hope whimpered and it dragged my eyes back to her. That’s when I saw it. Her hand. The one she had clutched to her chest. It was mottled, the fingers had been set badly so they resembled a claw and not a small pretty hand.

“Your hand.” I whispered half to myself.

“I didn’t do that alpha.” The whining man fell to his knees. “She came back like that and-“

He was trying to save his wretched skin. Scooping Hope into my arms I straightened to my full height. My head brushed the low ceiling.

“I know you didn’t break her hand. My face did that when she slapped me.” I reminded him and watched him pale even further. “But you didn’t do a good job at setting the bones either.” Keeping her on my lap , I lifted her hand and studied it. “If we don’t reset the bones properly you might lose use of the hand altogether.”

Tear stained eyes lifted to mine. Her bottom lip disappeared between her even white teeth. “Ok.” She said finally. “I’m ready.”

She wasn’t ready. The pain would knock her out. Or she would scream and bring her neighbours. I didn’t want to be seen here if I could help it. Especially if I wasn’t planning on taking her as my companion. People would gossip and her prospects would be ruined.

Hope needed a good alpha to get her out of this hell hole.

“It’s better if you come with me.” I said quietly and I didn’t know what made me say the words. I only knew they made sense. I had clean medical supplies at home. And herbs that could be used to dull the pain. She would need pain relief.

“Are you saying you are taking her as your companion alpha?”

My head snot up. “What? No?” I shook my head. That was the last thing I was saying. I couldn’t take Hope as my companion even if I wanted to. It would make me a hypocrite. If I wanted the world to change then I had to make those changes for myself first.

“Then you can not take my daughter from our home. I am responsible for her safety.”

“Fuck off Franc, I am not related to you .” Hope muttered and I couldn’t help but smile. That mouth of hers would get her into trouble going forward but personally I quite liked its sharpness.

“I think the lady has spoken.” I made a move to stand up.

“I’m not going with you either. You’re the one who broke my hand to begin with.” She glared at me.

“Technically you slapping me caused the injury.” I reminded her with a snort.

She rolled her eyes, showing me mostly white and I fought the urge to sink my fingers into her pussy so I could see those eyes roll in a completely different way.

She would look beautiful covered in cum and screaming my name I realised with a start and my cock twitched under her ass.

Hopes eyes widened. She had clearly felt it throb. Another roll of her eyes and I couldn’t help but catch her chin in my hand. “Stop.” I stressed the word. “Doing that before I really do give you something that would make your pretty eyes roll.”

“Just set the damn hand and-“

Not letting her finish, I moved. Snapping the bones back into position with practiced ease. She screamed, the sound so pain filled that I kind of wanted to kill my self for hurting her.

“Stop.” She tried to snatch her hand back but my grip on it was too tight.

“I’m sorry, Hope. I really am but-“ catching her hand in both of mine I massaged over the rest of her hand. Slotting those tiny bones back into place as well and the entire time she screamed.

“Almost done. Almost. You’re being so brave.” I promised.

Hope sagged, her face beaded with sweat and half unconscious in my arms.

I held her like a baby. “I need something to bandage that arm and to make a sling. Something clean.” I told the man she had called Franc. The man who was her father but wasn’t.

The man who had just tried to rape her.

I still might kill him for that but not until I had made sure Hope was ok.

I glanced around. There was nothing clean in this entire place. Shaking my head I shrugged out of my jacket and pulled the shirt up over my head. Tearing the fabric into strips I wound some of it around her hand.

“There.” Lifting her hand to my lips I pressed a kiss to the white bandage. “That feels better doesn’t it?”

She blinked rapidly. “It does.” She admitted in a whisper. “But I still hate you.”

Throwing back my head I laughed. “I can deal with that hatred as long as you can use that hand like normal in a few weeks.”

“You used your shirt-“

“I did. Only clean thing in this entire place I reckon.” I winked at her.

What the hell was wrong with me. I didn’t do this. I didn’t flirt with any women. Let alone omegas destined to become another’s companion like her. But there was just something about her that called to me.

“You don’t have a shirt on.” She whispered. “Usually guys buy me dinner before they take their clothes off?”

Quizzically I stared down at her. I didn’t really know what she meant by that but it seemed to make her smile so I smiled at well.

“Dinner? You want to eat?” I scooped her upwards as I stood. “I can take you to get food.” I headed towards the door.

“Hope must stay here.” Franc rushed after us. “It’s not proper or right.” His filthy fingers scraped my back and I span with a growl.

“I am not going to touch her, I am going to feed her.” I snarled.

“But she has to-“

My eyebrows shot up. “She doesn’t have to do shit for you old man. Maybe if you're lucky she will bring you back scraps but I wouldn’t count on it. Just like I wouldn’t count on me not coming back and killing you.”