Saved By Him.

Grey's P.O.V.

Ugh. I don't wanna go to this school, I made a deal with my Dad. Do a year of school, straight A's and then he will pass the Alpha title to me.I've been lucky enough to have a nice, warm loving family mixed with the other packs. I have a few dudes I exchange Hi's to but no real friends I doubt I'll find any in this damn school.

Word got out about my return to the school tomorrow and I'm sure I'll be greeted by fake blondes with their screechy high pitched voices. Ugh.

You see, I'm not into the hook ups and partying, which may surprise you with me being 18. I just haven't been raised that way. Women are to be respected, regardless of how much they annoy me. Best head to bed before school tomorrow.

The next morning rolled around quicker than I'd have liked. As usual my mother made my breakfast and told me to have a good day.

As I expected as soon as I pulled up to the school, I saw females fixing their hair, applying even more make up and spraying their cheap perfume.

I think they were a little upset as I just walked past them, not even taking note they existed.

First class was science- I walked in and saw a pretty little thing sitting alone at the back of the class. Everyone was in their own groups apart from her. I had to get to the bottom of why so I went to sit by her. I had a few looks and gasps, what is their issue?

I spoke to her, as I expected, she was polite and kind, which warmed my heart.

Her name was Sophia. So beautiful.

Sophia explained that she sat alone because no one liked her. I couldn't see why anyone would dislike this pure heart. She told me that she wasn't allowed a phone, so that's first on my list to sort. All of her other pack members have one, this puzzle I need to solve.

At the end of the class I excused myself to the bathroom, I think Sophia and I are friends now, so I said I'd meet her at her locker.

Whilst I was gone, the barbie wannabes starting shouting at her and then hit her! My blood boiled! How dare they?

A big group around her formed, so I ran to her and made sure in my presence no one ever lays a finger on her again or they'll pay!

I feel the need to protect this girl. I don't know what she's been through but I know it's not good. I will find out though.

At lunch I race back home to get the phone for her, she looked at me then said basically we shouldn't be friends, I dropped the phone at her feet and walked away. Hurt. There's a reason though and I have to find out.

To my surprise she uses the phone to text me. I make my way back to where she was at and asked her questions before rudely being interrupted by her brother spouting off. One day I will shut that mouth for him.

She told me that her father doesn't allow her to get lunch, or even eat at home. She's the packs punch bag. The packs slave. That explains a lot.

Her own mother and father dislike her.

I will need to talk to my father about this. I need to save this girl.

Sophia expressed how worried she is about going home after I'd stood up for her, I told her to keep her phone on her but hidden and to text when she can. That evening when she text me, would break me in ways I didn't know I could be broken.

She finally text saying she was OK. I asked what they'd done to her but she wouldn't tell me at first. Until she did, they busted up her face and bruised her ribs. I doubt they've had a doctor check her over because that will unearth more questions they want answering. I told her I'd kill them. And I will.

I then text her back and asked where she was? They put her in the cells, just for me standing up for her! I'm fuming.

My poor girl.

I shouted for my father, trying to hold back tears. He was very alarmed. What I told him next would shake even him to his core.

" Dad. I met this girl in school today, no one at this school likes her, one girl hit her, her brother instigates a lot of it. Her parents don't like her, her father refuses her food Dad. She's the packs slave. The lunch ladies will get punished if they even think about it. I've just text her, they've beaten her black and blue, then stuck her in their cells! Dad I need to save her."

I saw tears forming in his eyes. I don't think he expected me to say that, I wasn't expecting him to say what he did next..

"Grey, I'd love to help this girl, the poor little one, I'd happily have here with us. In saying that, if I go to this girls father and demand she's bought here, that is going to cause us a war with them".

"Then I'll go to war! She doesn't deserve this. She gets it that much, she's become to accept the fact that she's going to die by the hands of one of these horrible vile beings. I can't have that".

"Let me talk to her father first. If nothing good comes of it, I'll talk to you. Son, let me ask you, is this girl your mate?"

"I think so, I feel like I need her, It hurts me when she's in pain, I can't be sure yet, she's not 18. But I believe she is".

My dad walks out, and I'm suppose to just sit here and wait. Sophia will never forgive me for this, but tomorrow I'm skipping school. I saw some texts from her, but I couldn't bring myself to text her back.

I need her here with me and I'll go to any lengths to get that. Forgive me little one.

The next morning... She text me again, I've been awake all night wondering what to do, also thinking about how alone, cold and hurt she is. I'm slightly glad I won't be there today to see her face all not normal.

I'm going there today. I'm going to see her so called father, she either comes with me today or I swear I will unearth hell on the lot of them. I need to talk with Dad.

I walk downstairs and ask Dad if I could have two mins of his time. I tell him my plan, the guy looks like he's seen a ghost. "Son, I know how much you want this girl safe, but I can't let you do that, it'll cause more harm then good, leave it with me". Is he serious right now!!!

"Dad, I can't. She's going to get hurt again and again and again. What have you always taught me? To protect women. Dad this could be my mate!!"

It took a while for Dad to calm me down, but he promised to call the pig that calls himself a father, I've given him three hours. Then I take matters into my own hands...