Ezera's POV
I bolted into the forest, letting Leo take the lead. He followed her scent, using the school as a base, all the way till we hit an unfamiliar house. I had never seen this house, on my territory before. I examined the perimeter and sure enough, her scent was here. I followed her scent, to an underground bunker. Leo quickly gave me control.
'Mate! Mate is there! Hurry!' Leo screamed.
With a single kick, the steel door fell off its hinges and collapsed inwards. I rushed into the bunker, a nauseating scent hit my nose. I internally cringed and continued walking, following the only decent scent down here, my mates.
After a while, I was starting to lose hope.
As I was about to turn back, I saw another cell. It was farther away from the others and seemed more secure. I decided to take a look and what I saw, left me heartbroken.
There, hanging by her wrists, was my mate. She looked so fragile. She was beaten to a pulp. Ribs sticking out of her skin, third-degree burns on her chest, a broken jaw, dislocated arm, both ankles were broken, a new stab wound in her shoulder, gashes on her stomach and face, and many more horrifying injuries.
I slowly approached her, only to realize, she was out cold and barely hanging onto her life force.
She was shackled with silver and had been injected with wolfbane.
'Get her out of here! Help Mate! Please…' Leo told me.
He seemed just as shaken up by this, as I was.
Ignoring the pain from the silver, I grabbed and tore apart the chains and shackles. She fell, limp, into my arms. She was so light, like a feather. I slowly stood up and bolted out of the bunker. As I was running back to the pack, two wolves appeared, from the woods.
Seeing me, they ran towards me, anger prominent in their gaze. Based on their scent, they were not from my pack.
Now I was in deep shit.