Mating the Lycan King

Chapter 13: Her History

Jorden’s POV:

I move from Trevor’s lap to move a chair between the twins. Trevor watches me carefully, almost angrily whereas Nathan watches me with a glint of hope and eagerness.

Taking my seat between them, I grab one each of their hands and give them a reassuring squeeze.

“I’m sure you’re both confused but I want to get past this part so I can continue on with this new chapter you’ve both brought me to,” I make sure to keep looking at them both so they know that I’m speaking to both of them.

“Baby, you’re making me worry,” Trevor says with a sad face.

I look to Nathan, “Do you remember when you when we went to say goodbye to my aunt?”

He face looks confused until he recalls the lack of photos and what Kale said about “having it rough” in my past. Quickly Nathan catches on.

“Jorden, why didn’t you have pictures from your childhood?” Nate questions, quickly adding, “I know your pack was destroyed but it still seems odd mathematically. If I calculated correctly, your pack was attacked when you were younger than the pictures that scatter your aunts house.” His eyes dart to Trevor’s, trying to figure out something.

“Jorden Marie. Tell us now,” Trevor booms with authority.

I close my eyes tightly, I take some deep breaths and move myself from the twins.

Pacing I finally speak, “You’re right, Nate. I was taken after our pack was slaughtered…” I choke as I recall the memories.

Flashback:

My aunt has me tucked in her arm as we make our way a few towns over to the Gold Moon pack. We would’ve taken cars but there wasn’t enough for everyone and we didn’t mind walking since we were saved. We’ll earn our keep.

As we make our way through the path part of the forest before the path disappears. We walk another 10 minutes before we’re alerted to stop. Every warrior that is escorting the few of us take their stances, ready to change into their Lycan’s if it’s called for.

Then I finally hear it, the bushes rustling, the feet that ascend in our direction. My aunt gives me a quick, comforting squeeze before moving to the alpha of the Gold Moon pack.

Instantly I start to panic and move to a nearby tree, not far from the others but hoping it’ll shield me should I need it. Sadly, that wasn’t smart on my part.

I felt a hand grasp my side in a bruising manner as another covers my mouth, muffling my screams.

I’m yanked away, using all my energy to fight my kidnapper. Clearly I failed. I was taken to a car and thrown in the back seat.

I wanted to cry and beg but I knew that would do me no good. I started to remove my shoes and slipping my socks off. I stuffed one between the seats, stuffing the other in my shirt.

I figured if all I can do is leave a trail, then I have to do it. I’m young but not dumb. If I’m to be sought after by my new pack, they’ll need to track my scent. But that will only go so far should my captors take me far enough away.

After some time, we make a quick stop. The men exit the vehicle and stand close by. It looks as if they’re going to the bathroom. I take this chance to roll the window down and squeak out a question, “C-can I use the potty, too?”

One of the men tucks himself away and makes his way to me. Pulling the car door harshly, gripping my arm just as harsh and pulls me out. I go to squat my a tree and leave my other sock.

After all that, we arrive to a broken down house not long after our pee break.

End Flashback.

Trevor and Nathan watch me carefully, but anger laced their eyes.

Nathan breaks the deafening silence, “Jorden, tell us what the f**k happened.”

I look past the two of them in a daze and tell them the rest.

“A man named Skull said I was to be his. I fought him off, I begged, I obeyed,” my voice cracks making both the men rise, I quickly hold a hand up to stop them. They both halt, placing clenched fists onto the table top.

If the situation was different, I may laugh at their identical ways.

Shaking my head, I continue, “Eventually, he wanted to mate with me. But he knew doing so while I was so young would make me feral, which he wouldn’t like if he couldn’t control me. So…he did other things. He called it BDSM.” I chuckle sadly and carry on, “He bound me to a table, spread eagle. He used toys on me. He said he was preparing me for the day we mate. He wanted me to withstand his torturous ways. He’d put cigarettes out on me, whip me, anything he could do, he would do if I fought him. This lasted some time but eventually Nick’s father and warriors found me.” I huff, “It took some time for me to heal. And although my past is scattered with horrible times, it made me stronger. It made me see I could withstand more than I knew I could.”

Trevor punches through the tables and howls so loud it makes my ears ring. Before I can event get us, he jumps out the window in human form. By the time I look out the window, Dom has taken over.

Groaning sadly, I turn to Nate, he just stares at me expressionless. Without further words, he approaches me and engulfs me in a warm embrace.

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Trevor’s POV:

I let Dominic take control. I knew if I stayed in that room any longer I would hurt someone in the pack house.

I talk to myself as Dom runs off his pent up anger. He hates that Jorden endured such a past. First her pack, then she was taken by some f**k ass wolf who thought he could break her.

I feel my Lycan angrily sprint thought the forest, not stopping until he must.

I don’t know how long we’ve been out and I’m not sure how far we went but I know we need to get back to our mate soon. We left he standing there after exposing such a deep part of her past. f**k!

Dom reassures me, “Relax. Mate loves us. Just tell her why we had to leave.”

I scoff, “We should’ve been there for her. Now Nathan is comforting her when it should be us!”

Dom growls at that a stops abruptly, moving fast as possible back to the pack house.

I keep replaying her words over and over again. She was tortured and the s*x we’ve shared has been more rough than anything. My heart aches as I recall the ways I’ve taken her. Dom growls at me for dwelling.

“Mate liked what we did. You felt it. Stop being a p***y,” Dom links me. I roll my eyes as he takes us back home.

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Nathan’s POV:

Holding her in my arms should make me feel whole again, but all I feel is sadness for Jorden. She is the strongest woman I know. She fought through tragedy and darkness, yet she is still kind and accepting. Even after I “rejected” her for Cass. My little mate is tougher than nails.

Jorden snuggles into my chest with her hands flat on my pecs.

“Shh, little wolf,” I rub her back.

She pulls back slightly so she can look at my eyes. When I see her teary ones, I almost start to cry with her.

“Nathan, do you think I’m dirty now? Will Trevor not come back to me? Oh, Goddess. What if he’s repulsed by me?” She panics, sobbing.

“Jor, you know we love you. Trevor will return to you, he is just angry that he couldn’t protect you for your past. We both are,” I reassure her softly.

She buries her face into my chest and heaves, trying to catch her breath between sobs.

I rub her back reassuringly, feeling the curve of her spine and back up. Her in my arms sets me at ease, but the quickly diminished as Cassidy barges into the office.

I glare at her when she growls at me embracing Jorden. Instantly, Jorden pulls her head from my chest and stares daggers at Cass.

“Watch it, Cassidy. I’m in no mood. My friend is comforting me.” She grumbles, “if you can’t handle that then go back the way you came. Since no one invited you in.” She bites at my new mate.

I soften my features as I hear Jorden talk and Cassidy bows her head.

“Sorry, Luna. It’s instinct, I swear.” Slowly making her way to us. I squint my eyes at her promise. It doesn’t quite feel genuine but when Cass looks at me, I smile. I do feel the pull to her.

Jorden just nods, removing herself from my arms before walking to the shattered window, probably seeking Trevor. And as much as a part of me wishes she wouldn’t, the other part wants him here to comfort her.

Just then, a half ass dressed Trev darts into the room and scoops Jorden into his arms.

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Trevor’s POV:

On my run back, I sensed my mates distress and make quick work of returning to her side. As I scuffle into the room, I see Cassidy approaching Nate and Jorden at the window where I ran out of. Immediately pulling her into my arms, I burry my face in her firm curly hair and inhale her cherry scent. Groaning in peace and pleasure.

She’ll never know the impact her aura has on me; her scent, her body, her emotions. She’s captivating and all mine.

I feel her relax into my hold, snaking her arms under mine and to my back as she clutches my shirt.

“I’m sorry if I disgusted you…”

I growl in anger at her assumption, “Jorden Marie. You did not disgust me, you’ve done the opposite,” I speak in a softer voice. “You were so strong and you’ve overcome so much. I shouldn’t have left the way I did…I just hate I couldn’t have saved you from the pain.” I reassure her.

Nate moves to us, “Alpha, Luna, we’ll take our leave now but can I schedule a time to talk to you both before the week is up?”

Jorden mumbles into my chest, “Of course, let’s aim for Friday, alright?”

“Friday at 3 would be good,” Nathan confirms before returning to his mates side and leaving us.

Jorden looks up to me with a blaze of s****l need.

Raising my brow at her, “Are you okay, my darling love?” I slightly tease but genuinely asking.

Jorden growls with need, launching her heart shaped lips at mine. The way she drags her tongue across my lips before pushing it in my mouth has me groaning with the same need.

Moving my hands to her butt, I lift her into my arms as she naturally locks her legs around my waist, giving me full access to her arousal. Her fingers glide through my hair and grab firmly, yanking my head a bit to give her better access, causing me to grip her ass more firmly in a bruising manner. Smelling her p***y’s scent is sending me into overdrive. I have to have her, and soon, otherwise Dom will take her.

Breaking away, Jorden moves her mouth to my neck and speaks between nibbles and licks, “I think my body is changing and I need you to help me.”

I can’t control my need any longer, grinding my rock hard d**k into her clothed p***y, allowing her to take her time and lead us as she wants.

“Now, Alpha. Please,” my mate begs painfully.