Chapter 105

Helen POV

Felt like decades had passed but I knew it was only two hours. I had orgasmed enough to make me sick, enough to make me depleted. I hung off the edge of bed, my knees no longer able to take my weight as I rested half of the floor, half on my bed.

My head found a nice spot in my bed to rest, my breathing labored and loud and ragged as another harsh orgasm pulled from me.

The door finally opened and I spotted Justin through hazy, tired eyes. He gave me immediate mercy, yanking the device from my sex and shutting it off as he tossed it to the floor. I panted in relief, so much come falling down my inner thigh that I t made me sick.

To my surprise, Justin brought a towel, dragging it up from my knees and cleaning me off accordingly. When he brushed my clit on accident, it made me hiss and jerk froward.

He only hummed a light noise of laughter and didn’t mention it, pulling me off the floor in completeness and laying me out on the bed.

My wrists found comfort as he unhooked my handcuffs, tossing the chains over the headboard and helping me move my stiff, uncomfortable arms back before me.

“Agh,” I panted, my legs still vibrating and shaking in weary numbness. “Justin,” I cried, seeing my mate tend to me so carefully, so calmly, that it felt like we were back to our old ways again. He covered me in my favorite blanket and patted my hair back. “Lay with me. Please, Justin.”

He didn’t reply, only picking up the mess of a struggle I made while hoping the device would fall out of my core. It was too much pleasure, for so long, that my insides ached as much as the outside.

“Little wolf,” he purred, bringing his lips to the back of my bare shoulder. “You’ve been punished enough for today.”

I nodded in hard agreement and he moved toward the cell. “Being with you isn’t punishment.”

“It will be if I have to lay behind you,” he mumbled casually. “I could smell your heat from upstairs for the past hour, mate.”

My brow furrowed. “But you said you would—”

“I know what I said,” he spat. “I also know what you did today was horrible and wrong and could have gotten me hurt—again. You rushed Juden’s pack and if they hadn’t been so afraid of me, there wouldn’t have been a decent reception of me declaring myself Alpha King.”

I nodded slow, sweat and tears covering my flushed features.

“I love you, Justin,” I hummed, fighting back the urge to fall asleep.

He only looked over his shoulder and locked my little cell in his exit. “Get some rest, mate. You’re going to need it for the ceremony.”

I wanted to ask what he was talking about, but I fought from doing so, the weariness in my body overcoming my desire to ask questions and prod through Justin’s mind.

He left the basement at once. My eyes shut on impulse and soft, purring moans left my lips. The phantom feeling of vibrations in my core were still fighting through me but I managed to hold back from focusing on them.

Rest was more important for sure.

“You’ve got to stop playing with her like this,” Randy’s voice peaked.

I heard my mate grumble, coming into the cell. He stopped just short of my bed, the exterior of my body still appearing asleep, although I have been teetering on the edge of awake and asleep for a while now.

“She is still my mate,” Justin snarled. “She is also my prisoner now. I will do with her as I please, Randy. Just because you threaten to take her from me doesn’t mean you get to advocate for her.”

“I was just trying to protect her,” the beta murmured in response. “She is exhausted in trying to please you and you’re just hurting her by pushing her in a cell and… well, punishing her.”

“She earned that punishment,” Justin barked. “And it’s not like I whipped her back—like her father.”

Randy sounded defeated. “Why won’t you give her some slack, Justin? Your father had her so underfed, dehydrated and whipped useless that he could have told her to walk off a cliff and she would have. She wasn’t in her right mind.”

“You think I would have taken her back if I didn’t care about her state?” Justin sounded more frustrated with Randy than with me for once. “I love my mate. I hate her actions. My Lycan can’t even look her in the eyes. I took her back to protect her.”

The thought made me hopeful but I held back from showing it, only whimpering softly as Justin pulled me into his caging arms and lifted me from bed.

“Where to first?”

Justin replied to his Beta in a low volume, “She needs a shower and maybe a healer, I’m not sure yet.”

“She probably does,” Randy mumbled. “I could smell her heat from across the pack, Justin. She’s still healing after how her father treated her. Russo said the warriors there had pinned her down and wanted to—well…”

“They didn’t,” Justin said, his voice stoic again. “I couldn’t smell another male on her body when she got here, at least not in the areas where I would worry about them touching her. She’s still loyal to me in that aspect, and that’s good. If she ever got pregnant by another wolf…”

His voice trailed off with his answer but I wanted to hear it.

Apparently, so did Randy.

“What, Justin? What would you do? Reject her?”

My mate held me high on his chest, carrying me from my stuffy cell at once and taking my upstairs without even a hint of chains to restrain me. I yawned, the notion making Justin chuckle a little.

“I would never reject her, Randy,” he groaned at last. “I would help her through the pregnancy, raise the little wolf alongside my Lycan pups, and we would figure out how to move on.”

“So you wouldn’t keep her in that little cell forever?”

“I don’t know,” Justin barked. “but she stays in there until I can fully trust her again, and that won’t be for a while, Beta. She is still my mate after all, I cannot reject her, and I will always love her.

“But she’s my prisoner too. I just won’t tell anyone that at the ceremony.”

Randy’s voice followed as Justin laid me in an empty, large bathtub, the water coming on slowly and warmly around my naked, pale and shivering body.

“It’s going to be the full moon, Alpha. Will you be able to handle yourself at the pack merging ceremony?”

“If I can’t handle myself,” Justin hummed, brushing his knuckles down my blushing cheeks, “I’ll have my mate there to make sure and calm me down. She knows how to do it best, anyways.”

“So you tell the new half of the pack she is your doting, amazing mate and the best Luna for them. What is the whole truth?”

“Well, she is a great Luna. She’s my mate. She’s my prisoner and my little sex kitten. She will handle whatever I give her, whenever I please, and she’ll get some pleasure in return. But that is between here and I, no one else.”