A Mate for Thorn

Chapter Four: Finding Cyrunia.

It had been six months since my mate had been taken. The last thing I remember was her walking into the house. She was covered in blood as usual but something was off. She has paused in the doorway then collapsed. It was then I had been shot in the chest with an enchanted bullet. When I woke, Cyrunia was gone. The house was empty without her. Sure I had the dogs and a few maids but nothing could replace her. I recruited The Jakoby family to help find her but we had no luck. Who ever had her was hiding her well. I sighed with frustration as I pulled out my phone and dialed the one number I never thought I would. I can't believe I was about to have to call my little sister and ASK for help. But if anyone could find my mate, it was her. An hour later a knock on the door sounded through out the house. She was here. "Hey sterling." My sister stood there with her arms crossed with a disapproving scowl. "Ah. Brother Thorn. Why is it you only call me when you NEED me hmm?" She hugged me happily then and flung herself into my arms. She'd had a change in character the over last few months. Probably due to her secret job. "Mom and dad know you're here?" "Nope. I moved out so no one knows where I go." She replied. She sounded like the weight of the world had been lifted off her shoulders and it likely had been when she left. Our parents were seriously hard on her. "I need your help." she smiled. "I've already found the guy who took her. His name Marcrucio." She handed me a file about two inches thick and proceed to tell me about him as I read. "He's a vampire who happens to be a registered s*x offender." Even as she said it and I read it I almost couldn't believe it. "An immortal who touches young?" She nodded. "He got on the registry because of Cyrunia. Her file states when she was just fifteen, he convinced her that she was his fated mate and took her virginity. She became pregnant." I was in shock. I would've been able to smell if her body had bore children. "How could I not smell it?" Sterling had a sad look on her face that told me all I needed to know. "Because. She told him when she discovered the pregnancy, thinking he would be happy. It nearly cost her her life." She paused. "He beat her until her body miscarried." I slammed my fist through the dry wall. "She was just a girl. She was so fragile. How could I not have noticed? I have been with her since she was five." Sterling hugged me tight. She knew my heart was breaking. I was so angry with her for not acknowledging mate hood when the only reason she didn't, was because of this male. "When he got out of prison, he became obsessed with her. And he tracked her here." "Well then. Let's go find my mate and this f**k wad." We tore the city apart looking for her. We searched every warehouse, butcher's shop, Prostitution ring, everywhere where we could think of. Until it hit me. He would take her somewhere close so that he we would look as far away as possible. No one would suspect him living close by. "Son of a b***h has been living in our neighbor hood." Sterling looked down in thought. "It would make sense. Let me make a few calls." She spent at least an hour on the phone with her partners down at the station. They argued about location but they ultimately found his exact hiddie hole. "Swat has arrived at the house and has set up a perimeter. Both are inside." "Get in the car." We got inside my Camaro Excersist and I hit the gas. We were there in less than ten minutes. "Remind me never to ride with you again." Sterling said as she head over to the lead human and took his spot and went to work. "Talk to me." "Suspect and hostage are inside the house. From what little visual we had, we were able to see that the basement had been turned into a s*x dungeon. Hostage was tied to a rack, naked. Perp is no where in sight." My blood boiled in my veins. I could hold back no more. I ran at the house full speed, launching myself through the window. I could tell I has caught the male off guard because he stormed up the stairs with his gun drawn. I roared and he hissed. I collided with him with such a force he went through the wall into the next room. I slammed my fist into his face as hard as I could, yelling each time I swung. I looked like a mad man and then it finally hit me. The reason Cyrunia took out all the cartel and crooked mafia groups. They were doing to those girls, what he did to her. She felt that saving them gave her closure. And I had tried to get her to stop. I had been trying to domesticate her as my father had my mother. Cyrunia was a wild untamed spirit that deserved to be loved just as she was. Marcrucio was unconscious but still alive. Heres a little secret about elves. We have fangs. I dug them into his neck, severing the arteries, then I ripped his throat out. Last but not least I pried his head free and kicked it out of the window like a soccer ball. I could hear the collective screams from some of the men followed by my sisters laughter. "Cyrunia!" I called but no answer. I looked in the basement to see a small girl. She was no older than fourteen. I gently rubbed her cheek while undoing her straps. She was covered in bruises from head to toe. The sick bastard has dressed her up as a doll. I carried her out to a waiting officer who took her to a waiting ambulance. I glared at the sickos headless body when I reentered the house. I peed on him, making sure to give him a nice shower before moving to search the rest of the house. I finally found my mate in a bed room tied up. She had fresh bruising from a recent beating and was gaunt. I kneeled beside her on the floor, gently lifting her into my arms. I walked her out of that house and never looked back. We took her to the hospital for an exam. The good news was that she was able to fight off any advances. Bad news was that had made him angry so he tied her up and starved her. Had we found her even a day later, she would've gone feral and have to be put down like some animal. I stayed by her side for weeks as she slowly regained her strength. I went to go get some food from the cafeteria that around noon to get food. I had barley eaten since being here and I was starving. When I came back she was awake. "Hey sleepy head." She glared at me. "What?" "You know what. You'r the one who put me here." I shook my head and gave her the police report. "The doctor pulled a small parasite out of your ear during your initial check up. They believe he placed in in there when he knocked you out. It made you see him as me, gave you visions that weren't true. He wanted to make you hate me so that when he came back for you, you'd except him." She still didn't believe me. "Arabella and Emerald are here if you want to ask them. Im not lying I swear it." She looked me up and down then nodded and I called for them. They waved the false memories away to give her the real ones. "Is the girl ok?" She asked. "Yes. She's back with her family. They moved to Kansas as soon as the case was closed." She smiled with relief and I kissed her forehead. The next few days I cared for her in the hospital. In that time we grew close, much to my pleasure. The day they released her was a good day. I had the house prepared for her arrival. "Flowers and stuffed bears?" Cyrunina picked up a giant white and pink bear my sister had given her. "Why not?" She laughed and greeted her dogs. They still remembered her. They were so excited to see her that they knocked her down. But she didn't mind at all. She laid there with them on the carpet for a few minutes. After that we headed for the bedroom with the pups in toe, just happy this nightmare was over. We slept that night under a pile of fur snuggled close together. Just before falling asleep we decided that we were going to move to New Orleans.