Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha
Chapter 135

Grace stepped over to the black leather bag and unzipped the middle section. She pulled out a light blue hospital gown with tiny white flowers. Open in the back, it was easy to slide the garment over Hycinth’s arms. I gently lifted Hycinth’s shoulders, so Grace could tie the back together.

Now that Hycinth was covered, I needed clothes. I had no intention of asking Ever to step away from his guard over Dagger and the other prisoners, so I grunted to Samuel through the mind link, “Samuel, bring me clothes.”

Less than thirty seconds later, Samuel jogged out of the house, carrying black pants, a matching shirt and boots along with underwear and socks.

As soon as I was dressed, I stepped to Hycinth’s side and lifted her into my arms. As I took a step toward the house, Grace stopped me. “Leander, do you think it’s a good idea to bring her inside?”

I ground my teeth together, my jaw clicking. Taking Hycinth back inside that hellhole was the last thing I wanted, but I had no choice.

“She isn’t going to be out of my sight. Not ever again.” There was no way I was going to risk leaving her outside even with guards watching over her. It just wasn’t going to happen.

“Does she have enough drugs in her system? I don’t want her waking up.”

Grace nodded, her lips in a thin line. “She should be out for several hours. I’ll monitor her vitals and let you know if anything changes.”

That was all I needed to hear. Taking long strides, I continued toward the dwelling. Samuel ran ahead and opened the back door for me. When I stepped inside, my eyes adjusted to the internal light. All of the blinds and curtains had been closed leaving the space illuminated with only a dingy overhead light and two lamps.

Ever had been busy. Every male was stripped naked and positioned on their knees, their ankles zip-tied with their wrists also zip-tied behind their backs.

A hush fell over the room as every one of them eyed me warily.

Turning my head to the left and right, I cursed under my breath at the dirty conditions. I had no intention of placing Hycinth anywhere on the nasty furniture, but that just left the floor, which wasn’t a good option either.

Seeing my distress, Sydney spoke softly, “Leander, I can sit by the door and hold her in my lap if you want.”

I had to agree, it was the best option for the one of the females to hold her. It couldn’t be Grace because she needed her hands free to be able to assess and treat Hycinth if needed.

I nodded. “Do it.”

Sydney stepped to the side of the door and positioned herself with her back against the wall and her legs crossed. As soon as she was in place, I leaned down and eased Hycinth into Sydney’s waiting arms. Hycinth’s head rolled to the side. Sydney shifted her slightly in her lap while I leaned Hycnth’s head on Sydney’s shoulder. Hycinth g*****d in pain. The sound caused fire to rip through my stomach. The hair on my Wolf’s spine stood up. His ears pitched forward, unfettered hate coursing through his big body at those who had caused our mate pain.

Remaining in a crouched position, it took everything inside of me not to snatch Hycinth back into my arms and never let her go.

Again, Sydney was in tune to my needs. Instantly, she pressed her lips against Hycinth’s dirty hair right behind her ear. Her Wolf released a low, sustained hum from her chest. Sydney gently stroked Hycinth’s hand with her fingers while her Wolf continued to minister soft utterances in a feral language only our beasts understood.

Sydney’s actions and her Wolf’s unrecognizable words helped. Hycinth settled down in her arms. Grace crouched next to them, her eyes carefully taking in Hycinth’s vitals and respiration.

As I stood to my feet, I found Luca right behind me. Turning to face him, I was stunned to hear him say, “How is she?”

It wasn’t his words that surprised me but the fact that his mouth wasn’t moving!

I’d heard him in my head which could only mean one thing-at some point, he had chosen me as his Alpha.

He had yielded his loyalty to me, utterly and completely. And then I remembered. At the time it hadn’t registered, but it made sense because he had heard me when I gave the mental order to kill Julian. There was no way he could have heard that other than being tied into the link I held with the pack.

“She’s stable. For now,” I replied tightly.

His intense green eyes raked over her body, taking in every inch. Apparently satisfied for the moment with his own visual inspection and my assessment, he stepped away, turning back toward the prisoners.

Looking past him, my eyes landed on Tommy, Leroy and Frank. The Bikers. Humans who never should have been introduced to our world. But it was too late now. I’d allowed them to come, knowing there was a good chance we would be revealed.

Even without knowing the details, just the fact that they remained alive against overwhelming odds when even wolves hadn’t survived meant they played a critical part to our success. Still, I was now stuck between a rock and a hard place. It was my responsibility to keep our secrets safe.

Still unsure what I was going to do, I walked to stand in front of their leader, Tommy.

His spine went rigid as I approached, dark eyes warily watching my every move, but he didn’t back away, not even an inch. He faced me, head high. Interestingly enough, he didn’t reach for the gun holstered in his pants. Of course, by now, he would have been a fool to think the weapon could help him against me. Still, his action of strength combined with a measured amount of trust that I wouldn’t assault him, said something. I just wasn’t sure what.

Neither of us spoke as we stared at each other. Did he understand the high-stakes? Did he know his life and the lives of his two comrades hung in the balance?

After a long moment, he finally said slowly, “You can trust us…to keep your secret.”

So, he did understand