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Aiden's POV

Jackson reaches up and grabs ahold of my chin firmly, yanking my face toward him.

"You've been a bad boy Aiden!.. You're MINE!" he yelled.

"And you ran away! You thought you could run away from me? I think I need to teach you what happens when you run away." Jackson said.

His eyes rake over my face and neck, then snap back to the area, where my neck and shoulder meet. He yanks my head to the right, exposing my mark, and growls so loud I flinch. His grip gets tighter, painfully, and I whimper.

"What is this shit?" He said, staring at my mark from Thaddeus.

"You let that bastard mark what's MINE!" He said, growling at the end.

As he holds my jaw in a death grip with his left hand, my eyes go wide when I watch his right hand come up with his claws extended.

I squeezed my eyes closed as tight as I could, before I feel the excruciating pain as his claw digs into my neck.

I screamed, and feel the tears rolling down my face as he practically tries to cut Thaddeus's mark out of my neck. Not only does the act of being cut hurt, but he's touching Thaddeus's mark, he's trying to cut Thaddeus's connection, and it burns.

I can feel the warm thick blood dripping down my neck, and over my collarbone.

He shoves my head back as he lets go. He closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths, before stepping closer and opening his eyes.

"You know… I think before we start on your punishment, I'm going to enjoy this beautiful mouth of yours first." He says while running his thumb across my lips as they quiver, trying not to cry, but failing when I hear those words. As soon as I hear those words I immediately break down crying.

He steps behind me, yanking the chains down and I collapse to the ground.

He steps around me, and stops once he's in front of me again, then reaches down and grabs my hair, yanking me up onto my knees. I cry harder as I watch his free hand reach for his pants and he starts undoing them.

I feel the tears and snot running down my face as I hear the sound of his zipper going down.

He pulls my head back further as he pulls his dick out and begins stroking it.

"Yeah... I've missed that pretty little mouth for sure." He says, then slaps me in the face with it a few times before rubbing it across my lips.

"Open up wide." He said.

I tried to turn my head, but he yanked my head back harder bringing more tears to my eyes. It felt like my hair was being pulled out of my scalp.

"I said open your damn mouth!" he demanded through gritted teeth.

I slowly open my mouth while sobbing. My sobs were cut off immediately by the sounds of me choking on his dick as he rammed it down my throat in one quick thrust. He held the back of my head, holding his dick in place, which was down my throat, and not letting me breathe.

I couldn't breathe, my lungs hurt and I needed to take a breath badly but I couldn't.

I tried pushing him away, but I was too weak. I saw black dots clouding my vision, just before it felt like I was going to blackout he finally pulled out, and I choked in air, coughing and spitting. I could feel spit running down my face as I choked and coughed while trying to fill my lungs.

"That's what you get for making me go so long without that pretty little mouth!" He said in an ice-cold voice.

"Now open back up!" He said, somehow his voice sounded even colder.

While crying, I did as I was told, afraid he would only do worse. I opened my mouth and his dick was in my mouth once again.

He was relentless as he pounded his cock in and out of my mouth. He held my head still and fucked my face. I tried my hardest not to listen to his disgusting grunts and moans, all the disgusting sounds he made as he used my mouth to pleasure himself.

"Fuck, look at those lips wrapped around my cock!" He said, then growled as he picked up his pace, ramming his disgusting cock down my throat, and causing me to choke and gag until he shot his load down my throat.

I felt his disgusting cock pulsing in my mouth. I felt each disgusting hot jet hit the back of my throat, before he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and then tapped me on the cheek.

"Don't you dare drop a single fucking drop! You swallow my cum!"

I swallowed as I collapsed to the floor and curled into a ball, breaking down, and crying again.

I could hear his footsteps as he walked away and went up the stairs. As devastated as I was, I was relieved when he walked away. I thought I would be safe at least until the following day. However, I was horribly wrong...

I hear the sound of footsteps coming back down the stairs and my stomach drops again. He's never come back like this before. What could he possibly want with me now? I wondered.

As he came into view, he didn't say anything. His face was void of any expression and he simply walked past me. I heard the chains as he grabbed them before I felt my body being jerked, and lifted back into the air.

"Now... Time for that punishment I was talking about. I need to teach you what happens if you run away from me. Maybe next time you get that silly thought in your head, you'll know your place, and not run from me again." Jackson said as he walked over to the table and then pulled on a pair of rubber gloves.

My stomach dropped as soon as I watched him pull on those rubber gloves. I knew immediately what that meant. I couldn't stop the tears that began streaming down my face as I watched Jackson pull a bucket of liquid out from underneath the cabinet.

I saw the horrifying liquid with a handle hanging out of it. I began sobbing even harder as I watched Jackson grab that handle, and pull the whip out of the bucket full of wolfsbane.

The whip was soaking in wolfsbane. And this whip looks different. It had metal barbs all along the end. I've never seen one like this before. My old Alpha never used anything like this.

"This will teach you to never run from me again." He said as he raised his hand before bringing it down. The loud sound of the whip echoes off the walls as the whip shoots across my back.

When he pulled back, it felt like the barbs gripped my skin, then pulled it off as he yanked back on the whip.

I screamed, as loud as I could when I felt the sensation of my skin being torn off my body.

Each lash felt like it tore the skin off my back. I could feel the warm blood running down my body, and down my legs. I looked down at one point and saw a puddle of blood forming below me.

I lost count after 10 lashes, I screamed at the top of my lungs until no sound came out, and my mouth was opened, trying to scream, with my face soaked with tears.

I'm not sure exactly when it happened. The pain was more than anything I ever felt before. It was relentless, and I swore I was dying a slow painful death. My vision blurred and the last thing I heard was the sound of the whip before everything went dark.

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Thaddeus POV

I growl, frustrated as I run my hands down my face, grabbing my beard and tugging on it. It's only been a couple of days, but I swear it feels so much longer.

I hear their voices as Xander, Marcus Zendaya, and Michael talk. But the longer we are here, the less I actually hear.

We've been talking, trying to figure out where Aiden is. We've already stormed his old pack, and Alpha Michael swore he wasn't there. I'm not sure what to think, especially since he freely stepped aside, and allowed us to search anywhere we wanted.

I was listening to Michael's new idea when I felt my blood run cold as I began to feel what they were doing to Aiden.

Because he's my mate, and we fully completed the mating process, both of us bear each other's Mark. I can feel it whenever he's being hurt and in pain.

It started with a burning sensation on my mark. Almost as if it was being scratched, or someone was clawing at it. I touched it to see if it was bleeding and it wasn't. I was surprised at how badly it burned and hurt. I've taken bite and deep claw marks, but somehow this actually hurt more.

Just when I thought it was over, I suddenly felt nauseous. My stomach churned violently before my mark and stomach started burning in a different way. In a way, I was very familiar with it, but not from personal experience. But because I'm an Alpha and have helped others through hard times.

What I'm feeling, was someone doing something sexual to my marked mate.

Once marked, if anyone touches you in a sexual way, whether you want them to or not, your mate will feel it, but not in a good way.

It wasn't as intense or strong, which told me he wasn't being raped or having sex. That pain is almost unbearable, even if you are an Alpha.

I've been at an Alpha convention and watched a pretty good size Alpha, fall out of his chair and drop to his hands and knees in agony when his Luna cheated on him.

Xander was by my side instantly, and Marcus and Michael were standing in front of me, concerned.

As soon as it felt like it was over, I waved them both away, taking deep breaths and sitting back in my chair.

Once I finally got my breath back, I looked up and opened my mouth to speak, but before the words could even leave my mouth, I felt an intense pain shoot across my back. My eyes squeezed closed and my body tensed up as the pain kept happening.

My jaw was clenched so tight, I swore I was going to break my teeth. The pain was unbearable, and that was the horrifying part. What I'm feeling is not the full extent of the pain Aiden is feeling.

I gritted my teeth, sweat beads formed on my forehead as I gripped my wheelchair. I don't know what they're doing to him, but I swear it felt like the skin was being torn off my back.

Around the 15th time of feeling the pain shoot out across my back, I fell out of my wheelchair, falling to the ground and crying out.

I cried out again as another wave of pain shot out across my back, and the door burst open, and Abigail came flying into the room, collapsing to the ground and crying out.

Xander and Marcus immediately switched sides, as Xander ran to Abigail, dropping to her side as Marcus knelt down next to me.

"Aiden!" she cried out.

I gritted my teeth, my chest heaving as I felt another lash and watched his sister break in front of us.

It became too much, I felt overwhelmed and grabbed my chest, taking a deep breath in before I screamed,

"FUUUCK!" I screamed as loud as I could, the damn finally breaking as tears streamed down my face.

I sat up, grabbing a hold of my desk, and flipped it. I grabbed my chair and chucked it across the room screaming every profanity I could think of.

Abigail ran to me, tackling me and wrapping her arms around me.

"Calm down Alpha, it's ok. We're going to find him, we have to!" She said in a cracked, broken voice.

I felt this strange warmth wash over me. It was calming, and rolling off of Abigail. Almost immediately I felt it calming me down, and I took a deep breath in, before letting a shaky breath out and wrapping my arms around her.

I hugged his sister, silently crying on her shoulder and soaking her shirt. I felt her doing the same to me. I felt my left shoulder wet with her tears as we both cried.

I couldn't feel Aiden's pain any longer. I knew they were done torturing him. I also knew he was no longer awake, judging by the fact that I couldn't feel his pain anymore.

"Thank you," I said, as I pulled away from Abigail.

I looked up and Xander was standing there with a strange expression on his face.

"Calm down, it's not like that," I said, thinking his expression was because I had my arms around his mate.

"No dude, it's not that," he said and I raised an eyebrow.

"It's just, she must have been doing her magic voodoo stuff, because her eyes were glowing blue the whole time she was holding you," Xander said, and I looked at Abigail and she smiled.

"Yeah... I kind of have this thing where I can calm people down. I've only used it on the kids in the past, and it always worked wonders!"

"Wow!" Xander and I both said. "You're kind of like an Alpha in a way," I said, chuckling.

"What do you mean?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.

"You know, crooning," I said.

"Ahh, yeah that's right! I forgot that Alphas do that. Yeah, I guess you can say I am then." she said with a smile.