His Broken Dire wolf

Chapter 17

Wyatt’s POV

As Benson continues stuffing his mouth with steak, I sense Molly go completely quiet behind us. Hiding whatever she pulled out of the gift bag, she doesn’t even shut the lights off and slowly sneaks off to her room. I follow her inside and she shuts the door behind us, which is part of her usual bedtime ritual. I lay under the bed as she gets undressed and ready for bed. After I hear the bed shift from her lying down and getting under the covers, I crawl out from under the bed to join her. But, before I make my leap, I hear a small buzzing sound. My body stills, “that’s not what I think it is, is it?” I nervously say to Benson. Benson doesn’t respond, but I know his little wolf heart is beating erratically now and he begins to salivate. “Suddenly the whole bedroom smells of Molly’s sweet juices and Benson’s whole body begins to painfully flex as he tries to fight off his own arousal. “We need to get out of here” Benson growls, I look in the mirror of Molly’s floor length mirror. And can see her reflection as she lays in bed massaging that little c**t of hers. Her beautiful face in pure bliss, it tortures me to have to watch her pleasure herself when I want to be the one pleasuring her, to taste her, be inside her, to coat my c**k with her amazing scent. “You need to turn” Benson growls. “I can’t reach the door handle in this form”, I take one more glance at our horny little mate. Her eyes are closed, so I take the opportunity and change to my human form as quickly as possible and leave our mate to her business. As I open the door, I’m in the midst of leaving when I hear her quietly call out for me. “Wyatt, Wyatt, Please Wyatt”. My body freezes, my little mate is thinking of me as she m*********s. As much as I want to watch her finish, I know my body will betray me and pounce on her as soon as I lose control. I have to run down the hallway at wolf speed. I shift in mid dive to the doggy door and run. I ran for what seemed like forever. At least an hour goes by, and I stop to finally breathe. Her scent still clouds my senses and Benson Howls in frustration. “We could have had her, she invited us inside of her apartment and that could have been us pleasuring her”, Benson whines. I am also saddened about the missed opportunity, but I know it wasn’t the right time. I wanted her to feel ready to give me all of her, I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea and think of it as a one-night stand. “We will have our moment soon, Benson”, we are almost there.” I muttered. Benson turns us around and we head back home to our little passed out mate. But when we arrived, the door to her apartment was wide open. And immediately, I smelled the presence of another wolf inside. My heart stopped beating, and we burst inside. I can’t breathe, how is this possible? We were gone for just a couple hours. In the last two years, we have never had any wolves visit us, and the one time I take a breather? This happens? Have we been being watched and I never knew it? Were they waiting for an opportunity like this when my guard was finally down? When I get to Molly’s room, I see she is not in her bed now. My worst nightmare has come true. Someone has taken my mate. The smell of the other wolf is still strong, so they must have just left. I take off outside and begin to follow the mixed scent of my lost mate and this wolf, who seems to have a death wish.

Molly’s POV

I wake up suddenly to a loud crash. I’m still a bit disoriented from the alcohol, but I am conscious enough to sense I’m not alone. “Hey, who’s there?!” I can hear heavy breathing now in the hallway. “I recommend you leave now before the cops show up”, although it’s quite the empty threat because I haven’t called them, I can only hope that whoever is in my house falls for my warning and takes off. My bedroom door begins to slowly open, and standing in the doorway is a tall slim man, his eyes completely black and sharp feral teeth protruding from his mouth. “Mmm smells like someone was enjoying themselves”. The man smiles completely deranged looking. I flushed at the thought of this guy knowing what I was just doing alone in my room. Also, what exactly is he planning on doing to me? I jump off the right side of my bed and try to pass him as he dashes towards the left side. He reaches for me and misses my arm. Unfortunately for me, he uses his other hand to grab my loose hair and causes me to whiplash backwards and fall on my back. The man jumps on top of me, pinning my body to the floor. He grabs my hand and swipes his tongue across my fingers, the same hand I had been enjoying myself with only a bit ago. “Oh little wolf, you are as tasty as they come” he grabs my chin and pushes my head to the side “So that Alpha hasn’t been able to leave his mark yet, you just made my job even easier.” I have no idea what he is referring to, but I know I need to get out of his grasp before he takes this any farther. I am able to unpin my foot from underneath his leg and throw my knee into his groin area. The man releases my arms and reaches down where I hope I left permanent damage. I’m almost to the front door but the moment I reach for the nob, it swings open and a fist comes flying to my face from a second intruder. I’m on the floor now and everything’s spinning. “I thought you said you could handle this on your own” the second man chuckles. “The b***h was quick and got me distracted.” Says the first intruder. “Well I can smell why ha-ha, she smells delicious, plus she’s a pretty little thing isn’t she?” The chuckling man laughs and bends down to grab me by my waist, next thing I know I’m being hoisted over his shoulder and darkness begins to take over. “Wake up Molly…..Molly you must stay awake”. A female voice call’s out to me, but I didn’t know where from. I keep still so the man carrying me doesn’t realize I’m waking up. I slowly open my eyes and take notice of my surroundings. The two men who have taken me decided to take the bike path behind my apartment building. The bike path hugs up against the train tracks, so it’s the perfect road to take to avoid people, especially at this time of night. I can’t call out for help right now, no one will hear me and the two men will probably just knock me back unconscious. I need to bide my time. I decide as soon as he puts me down, I’ll bolt for it. They both don’t seem like they are in the best shape. I think I can outrun them. About another fifteen minutes passed and the two men stop. I heard a vehicle door slide open. Oh s**t! They are going to put me in a van! I feel whoever is holding me begin to lean me back. I feel my back hit the hard cold surface of the van floor. As soon as I feel him begin to release me, I kick my legs out as hard as I can at the man's head. The man that punched me flies backwards and I take my only chance and lunge back out of the vehicle. Thank god I hit the treadmill every day before class. I feel the cold night air fly through my hair. I’m only wearing a t-shirt and short women’s boxer shorts. It’s so cold outside, but my body feels like it’s on fire. I have never ran this fast before. Maybe it’s fear fueling my legs to go faster. I know the two men are probably running after me by now and I can’t help but peak back to see how far I’ve gotten. Suddenly, the men behind me are gone and, unfortunately, I have two giant dogs chasing me now. What the f**k, did they just sick dogs on me? But they are bigger than dogs, they look almost wolfish and look like they are ready to kill. I tell myself to stop looking back because it’s slowing me down now. Suddenly, I see another dog coming from the opposite direction. It’s my little Benson. And god knows he doesn’t stand a chance against these two. “Benson run, go the other way”, I screamed at the top of my lungs. Instead, Benson passes me and jumps on the wolf closest to me. Benson is much smaller but somehow just as strong as these big dogs. Benson’s mouth is around one of the other dogs throats and ends up tearing it open. The large dog's eyes roll to the back of his head and collapses. Benson recovers and tries to locate the next wolf, “Benson behind you”, I shout, but it’s too late. The big dog has Benson by the back and is shaking him back and forth. “s**t! f**k f**k f**k!” I screamed to myself in panic. I’m searching for a rock or giant stick to throw at the dog and can’t find anything. I’m crying now, I can’t lose Benson. It’s thanks to him I’ve been able to get through my trauma and live a happier life these last few years. He is my rock, my savior, my friend. Before I knew it, I finally found a big ass rock and go running at the two fighting. I smashed the giant rock over the large dog's head. The large dog lets go of Benson shrieking and whimpering from shock, and as soon as his eyes begin to refocus, it turns towards me ready to pounce. I closed my eyes, this is it. This is how I die. Suddenly, it’s quiet and I reopen my eyes. Benson is hovering over the second now lifeless dog. A giant patch of skin and raw tissue hanging out of his mouth. Benson turns to me. I should be terrified, but I know my dog would never harm me. He drops the chuck of fur from his mouth and begins limping back to me. But halfway down the path, his body gives out from underneath him and he collapses. I rushed over and lay Benson's head in my lap and cried. “Please don’t leave me, I need you, I can’t do this without you”. His lower body has a giant gash from his mid-section to the back of his right leg. He is losing too much blood now. He isn’t going to have much time left and I don’t have a phone to call the police or anyone for help. He is too heavy to pick up, and even if I could pick him up he would probably bleed out faster. I lay there crying over my dearest friend, apologizing over and over. “I’m so sorry Benson, please don’t leave me”.