Coveted

The Rescue

Carra's POV

First I needed to go check on my Mom at the hospital, then I would find a way to help Sal. I slipped in the hospital unseen. I didn't want to get snatched again. I went straight to Mom's room, but it was empty. I asked at the nurses desk. The nurse looked at me with "that look". You know the pity look when someone has died, but you look too fragile to be told. I just ran out of the hospital with tears streaming down my face. My vision was blurred from tears, so I didn't even see Trixie when I ran into her. We both started spouting apologies. My eyes got huge when I realized who it was. "I've been looking for you, Trixie. Sal is in trouble. We have to help him. Your boss is holding him prisoner. I don't want to worry you, but they've hurt him real bad.". She looked shocked at first, but quickly recovered. "Come on I know how to sneak in, without being seen.". I ride with Trixie. She takes us in the back way. We make it to Sal's cell within minutes. I grab the keys hanging on the wall and start unlocking the door. Sal steps out of the shadows. He looks barely alive. No normal human could have lived through this, but I don't have time to question what exactly he is. I get the door open and Sal just stands there looking shocked. "Come on Sal. Me and Trixie came to save you." I hear a chuckle behind me and turn to see Trixie standing next to Mason with a sneer on her face. "What's going on? ". "She tricked you, Carra." Sal said with a resigned sigh . "She's been playing us both from the start. You shouldn't have come. He's going to kill me either way.". I cringe at his words. I should have seen this coming. I'm so naive. We all hear a loud commotion coming from the stairway. As we turn to see the cause a loud roar echoes through the dungeon. We see James standing at the base of the stairs covered in blood. Except it isn't the James I'm used to seeing. This version is bigger, with a hunched back and fur covering most of his body. His canines extend like daggers from his mouth. His claws are long and razor sharp. The biggest difference is the look of bloodlust in his eyes. This must be his other form. I should be terrified, but all I can think about is whether he's hurt or not? I see all the blood on him and wander how much is his. With that thought in mind, I black out.

I wake up in the hospital hooked to a prenatal monitor. I hear the steady heartbeats of mine and James's babies. I put my hand on my stomach and smile. I hear a noise and turn to see James in the chair next to my bed. His voice is gravelly as he says, "Vickie said you and the babies would be fine. I just stayed to be sure. I will leave now if you want me too.". Please stay, I blurt out. I blush at my eagerness. "I mean if you don't mind". His confusion was apparent. "I would gladly stay. I just didn't want to scare you anymore than I already have. I'm sure the stress isn't good for the Cubs.". Now it's my turn to look confused. "What are you talking about? I wasn't scared of you. I was scared for you. I saw all that blood and thought you were hurt.". Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes. James's confusion turns to shock. He leans down to kiss the tears away. "Don't worry, I'm fine and I don't ever plan on leaving your side." "What about our babies", I ask. "I will always be there for you and our cubs. There is something you need to know about us.". About that time Victoria comes in and shoos James out of the room. "I have to check the patient and you need to go take a shower. Whatever your talking about can wait."