Trusting the alpha- ON HOLD

-DAISY POV- I sit and stare at the blank wall in front of me for God knows how long. It's come to the point now where I simply don't care. Time passes by and I am still in pain, shackled in silver to the floor.  My parents didn't want me, they despised me. I was just an inconvenience, a week little girl who needed protection they weren't prepared to provide. They got rid of me as soon as they got a better offer, not caring what would happen to me. So here I am, tied to the floor, my wrists burning and my faith in goodness gone. I think I've been in this room for a week but I have no way of telling the time so it could have been a month or a day for all I know. The leader of this 'pack' came to rape me and I just couldn't face it. The other men that abuse me are horrible but the leader is big and rough, no brutal, and he makes me bleed a lot. I just couldn't do it again, so I bit him and let me tell you he was NOT happy. He threw me in here and put me in these horrible shackles and, well, here we are.  They've been trying to break me for 4 years because and I quote 'I'm the best f**k in this place but I need to shut up and take it like the dirty b***h I am.' Well congratulations to them, they f*****g did it. Consider me broken.  I don't feel emotions anymore. s**t I don't even feel the burn of the silver on my wrists. I am empty, a void. So I just sit there staring blankly, hoping that the Moon Goddess will hear my prayer for once and let me die. I'm done. I don't look up as the door opens. I don't wince at the light that I only see for scraps of food and water. I don't look up as wolves crowd in the room and look down at my pitiful broken and bruised body. "Get her out of those NOW," I barely register as a deep voice growls. I faintly feel my shackles breaking and two hands hoist me up into a pair of strong arms. I finally look up at my rescuer and I can't help but curse as I look into his honey brown eyes filled with love and sadness. Just my f*****g luck. It's my mate. -XANDER POV- 'There's one more room alpha' Alex mindlinks me. The raid has gone better than expected and we've managed to free almost everyone. We can't locate Richy though, this rogue group's infamous leader.  'Send warriors for backup, he may be in there.'  'Yes alpha.' I feel the presenece of wolves behind me as we make our way to the door and I nod as we pause outside but opening it and walking in.  The room is dark and smells like death and decay, except for the most overwhelming smell of honey and lavender. That's when my eyes land on her. 'Mate' Jasper yaps in my mind. My mouth turns up in a smile as I let out a breath I hadn't relaised I was holding, but it falls quickly as I look over her. She's in silver shackles with visible burn marks at her wrists. She's obviously malnourished and covered in bruises all over body. She's dressed in a top that's too small for her and dirty shorts and it's clear someone's tried to dress her so she looks sexy. But it's her eyes that break my heart into a thousand pieces. She can't even bring herself to look at us, she just stares blankly at the wall in front of her, like she's just an empty body. There's no life, no fight, no... anything. "Get her out of those NOW" I growl and I rush to her as two warriors break the shackles, wincing at the silver.I pull her up into my arms and hold her bridal style as I peer down at her beautiful face. And then her eyes meet mine and my heart breaks a little more. There's no love, only fear and... sadness? Like she's upset to meet her mate.  I clear any feelings of hurt out of my head and focus on her. I need to get her out of here. 'Get everyone and lets leave' I mindlink to warriors and run out of the dingy building with her still in my arms. She may not like me right now but I swear I will protect this broken angel at all costs.