Broken Hearts

The Final Straw

"I wanna be your lover, I don't wanna be your friend"- Noah Cyrus Ft. XXXTENTACION, Again

Silas could barely breathe. 

His lungs were trying to keep breath in his body but they were hurting too. 

His entire left half side of his body felt shattered while the other half just felt numb. 

Silas knew nothing life-threatening would hurt him. He could already feel himself healing. 

Stumbling into his bathroom, Silas looked into the mirror sitting his bruised face still swollen from his beating. His father had heard from Rachel's father, who had heard from Rachel about Silas running around with his true mate. 

Instead of challenging his son to test his authority, Samuel had cowardly let his beta and third hold his son while he "taught him a lesson for disobeying him." 

Hayley had, of course, did nothing but allow her son to get the harsh treatment from his father. Later blaming him for not doing as he was told. When Alpha Samuel had finished cruelly beating his son he had kneeled down beside him and hissed, "Either you do as I say boy, or you will be banished from MY pack!" 

And then Silas was unconscious. Refusing to let anyone touch him when he woke up, Silas ignored their concerned looks from what their alpha did to his own son. 

It was in those moments. When Silas had looked into his father's eyes begging him to understand. To not be his alpha but instead be his father who was also a wolf. Who knew the pull of having a mate. He thought he'd get some kind of leniency, understanding. Something.

But no, instead Samuel had beat his son bloody. Degrading him and telling him how he HAD to now marry and mate Rachel. Rachel's father, Beta Matthew, was pushing hard for the deal to be sealed knowing that the possibility of her being the mate of the Underworld pack, the second biggest pack in Valor would be the best she could get. 

Groaning, Silas grabbed his backpack and started out of the house. Hayley looked up worried as he stormed out and called out for him but he kept going. 

When Silas got to his jeep he looked behind him to see his father walking to him quickly. Growling, his eyes glowing brightly, Silas got on the defense making his father stop dead. "Silas," Alpha Samuel growled in his weak alpha command. 

"I am leaving," Silas told his sperm donor as his mother came out of the house, looking for the first time, scared. "I'm leaving now, but I promise you this Alpha Samuel, I will be back. And I will take what's mine." Silas promised his father pale as he felt a power radiate off him.  

Alpha Samuel tried to calm his son down but the look on Silas' face wasn't deadly, it was f*****g horrifying as Silas stood toe to toe with his father and dangerously warned, "That was your last time, beating me and me not fighting back. From this moment on, neither of you," He hissed glaring at his pale mother, "Mean nothing to me. And I will kill you like you mean nothing to me, Father." 

Walking away from them, Silas climbed into his jeep and drove off leaving his scared parents in the dust. 

When he got to his place hidden in the backwoods of the dark woods, Silas went to his cabin already feeling more at peace. 

When he walked in both his beta, Maverick and third, Trent, were already waiting on him. "Hey!" Trent boomed, his big smile stretching out a mile wide. His sandy blonde hair, green eyes, and thin pink lips gave him the pretty boy look with his golden skin. But Trent had a scar running from his right eyebrow down the side of his face. Complimentary of his dad. 

"You two didn't have to come." Maverick frowned, "Again, I'm your beta. I stand beside you, especially against our asshole dads." 

Maverick frowned as he shook his head, "I can't believe he held you back and let your father do that." Silas rolled his eyes, "He didn't do anything besides obey his alpha. Can't really expect almost forty years of loyalty to just fade."

When they all got they settled and ate dinner, they were sitting in the living room by the fire talking when Sophia appeared in front of him. She stood looking delicious in a black long sleeve halter tops, her black and checker skirt falling on her thigh, her sexy garter socks went down into black boots making her legs longer. 

Smiling Silas greeted her until he noticed her anger. But when she noticed he was hurt it was changed to concern, "What happened to you?" Silas ignored that and instead worriedly asked, "Why are you mad at me?" 

Sophia looked over at his gobsmacked beta and third in command as they watched her turn back to face him in confusion. Rolling his eyes Silas told her to ignore them, "What's wrong baby?" Sophia huffed and asked, "Are you entering into a chosen mating ritual with someone else? That blonde she-wolf you were with?" 

Silas sighed, "So you heard about that?" 

Sophia looked at Silas with a look of utter devastation making him feel horrible, "It's not true!" He quickly shouted, "It was an arranged mating made by my father after I didn't find my mate when I was sixteen. But I did find you, and my father...well he's a d**k thinking our bloodline should stay pure wolf. But I left, I'm going to challenge him for the pack so that he won't force Omen to do anything."

Sophia looked at Silas concerned, "Did he do this to you?" Silas slowly nodded, "Yeah." 

Sophia looked up at him with tears in her eyes, "Because of me?" 

Silas shook his head, "No baby. Because he's a d**k and got pissed when he realized no matter what he said to me I could never leave you alone. I need you." Sophia smiled and whispered sweetly, "I leave this weekend. Instead of going home I can come where you are? Spend time with you." 

Silas smiled sweetly at her, "I'd love that baby." Grinning Sophia looked at Silas and whispered, "I wish to kiss them all better. I don't like to see you hurt." Silas grinned, "Don't worry baby, I'm not so breakable." 

Sophia looked at her finger suddenly and at the drop of blood on her index, "Got to go. See you in two days." Silas waved bye and watched her disappear. When he looked at Maverick and Trent, Silas asked, "What the hell is wrong with you two?" 

Trent shrugged casually before shouting, "Dude your mates a total f*****g bombshell! Where are her single friends?!" 

Maverick nodded eagerly making Silas laugh, "She only had one female friend. And while beautiful, she has been blissfully mated herself. So no luck boys." Both pouted and grumbled. As Silas thought of his mate, her body beautiful as they danced in the club, he remembered something unpleasant. 

"What's wrong?" Trent asked seeing Silas' annoyance on his face. Silas huffed and admitted, "This witch douche has a thing for my woman." 

Maverick sighed before sheepishly admitting, "Your mate is not even on the hot chart man she burned it alive. I mean her hair, that sweet smell, she's the package with an ass and her tit-." When Silas gave his best friend a look making him stop and revaluate his next words before he lost his life, "What I'm saying is," Maverick said laughing a little, "Your mate is hot. And of course she's going to get hit on. She's not marked, once you do, it'll be like a back off sign." 

Silas felt his fangs in his mouth starting lengthen in the primal need to mark his mate as he made her feel good. As he pleased her until she rewarded him with her sweet and lust-filled face. 

Silas sighed sitting back, "I just don't like her there and me here, and guys not knowing she belongs to me." 

Maverick laughed before sobering up, "Well soon you can change that. Until then, tell us how you're going to take the title from your father?" 

Holding his hand as his claws sharpened to deadly points, Silas smiled deadly, "Easy, I'm going to kill him before he kills me. But I will take my mate home to OUR pack." He promised.