The Boundary Line

Chapter 19

Silence.

Silence consumed the room. I was beginning to stupidly think that my dad had frozen or something as he sat, at the end of my bed. His fist was clenched tightly and he closed his eyes, growling lowly.

"Bastards," he hissed. He stood up quickly, and began to pace. "f*****g bastards!"

I nervously sat in bed, absorbing my dad reaction. His reaction left me confused, he was talking as if he personally knew the creature that I had encountered last night.

"It's his fault", my dad growled quietly, although I could catch the undeniable anger in his tone. "f*****g Alpha Tristan."

I watch with my wide eyes as my dad stormed out of he room, roughly shoving the door out of his way.

"Dad, no!" I shouted as I weakly lifted myself off the bed, biting my back a cry as my neck erupted with pain. Trying my best to block out the pain, I hurried to the door and out of my room.

I could hear shouting from downstairs, my dad voice being the loudest. I reached the top of the stairs and peered over the railings, mortified to see my dad up in Tristan face with Alpha Mike restraining him.

"Will, you need to calm down," Alpha Mike growled lowly to my dad.

"Now."

My dad struggle in Alpha Mike hold, his face glowing red with anger. Ignoring Mike order, my dad continued to raise his voice at Tristan.

I looked at Tristan, my eyes widening as I took him in. If it was a different time and situation, I drooled at the sight of his large rigid body, and tightly clenched fists.

But I couldn't, because it looked as if Tristan was going to shift any second. Tristan face was filled with anger as he stared down at my dad. He looked beyond pissed and angry.

I started to quickly descend the stairs one at a time, trying to ignore the pain at the back of my neck.

When I finally reached the bottom, I gasped in horror, as i watch my Mate pin my dad roughly to the wall. My dad choked and tried to get out of the fuming Alpha hold in front of him.

Tristan growled lowly in my dad face, their noses almost touching. "Don't you disrespect me, Beta", my Mate snarled, his hold on my dad neck tightening.

My dad began to claw at the hand around his neck, his face turning a sickly shade of purple.

I was frozen to the spot, watching my Mate hold my dad up with one hand while the other was place against the wall, signifying how strong he really is. Alpha Mike was yelling at Tristan to stop and that my father couldn't breathe. I almost cried as my dad gave a desperate gasp of air.

"Stop", I whispered as a tear fell my cheek. "Stop!" I cried, rushing over to my dad.

I grabbed Tristan shoulder and miserably tried to pull him back. As soon as I touched the man in front of me, me body felt warm, a tingly sensation ran over me. I ignored it. My dad looked almost dead.

"Let him go, you're hurting him!" I sobbed.

Tears were flowing by now, but I didn't care. My dad was dropped to the ground and I stumbled back as Tristan backed away. I cried in relief and knelt down to my dad.

I knew I should give him some space to breathe, but I couldn't hold myself back as I weakly wrapped my arms around my coughing and spluttering dad.

"Dad", I whispered into his ear. " Dad, are you okay?"

I looked at him through blurry eyes. It broke me to see my dad like this. The only piece of my family I have left.

"Fine," he muttered.

I released my hold on time as he clumsily stood up.

"I'm fine."

I glanced down at his neck, cringing as I saw bright red marks around my dad neck. I swallowed the lump in my throat and searched the living room for my Mate.

I instantly found him in the corner by the foot of the stairs. Although his breathing had calmed down, he stood stiffly with his fists at his side. His jaw was clenched and his black eyes were staring directly at me.

I pushed aside the embarrassment that surfaced as I realized I look like a complete mess. My hair was no doubt sticking in all direction, and my face was streaked with tears.

Glancing down at what I was wearing, I blushed as I realized I was only wearing a singlet and very short booty shorts. I looked back up at Tristan only to notice that his eyes were roaming over my body.

I couldn't make out the expression on his face. The muscle in his cheek twitched as he gritted his teeth. Tristan looked away from me, his face emotionless.

My heart dropped as I realized my hardly clothed body did nothing for him. My wolf growled loudly, I could tell she was hurt.

"It's okay," I whispered through our bond.

"I can't even feel his wolf," she said quietly. "He's blocking us out."

I gritted my teeth and turned my back to Tristan, and moved to my dad instead. It hurt to know that even my own Mate didn't desire me, when I had barely any self restraint on myself.

I shook my head. I didn't have time for these feelings. Pushing aside the sharp pain in my heart, I walked towards my dad, who had his eyes closed.

He looked at me as I approached him, his eyes darkening as he narrowed it on my neck.

"Luce, your neck", he said gruffly.

I brought my hand to my neck. "It's fi-", I cut myself off as I felt warm liquid cover my fingertip. All at once the strong odor of blood consumed me, making me slightly sick.

I brought my hand in front of my face, looking at the dark red blood that covered my hand. I didn't notice that my dad was behind me now inspecting my neck.

"f**k," he hissed, making me frown. "The wound has opened up."

I turned around as my dad glanced at my Mate, who was still standing soundlessly in the corner of the room.

"Shouldn't this have healed by now?" my dad asked, eyeing my Mate coldly.

We all looked at him, waiting for an answer. I was slightly confused as to why my dad was questioning my Mate on my injuries.