Celmund and Jas were still in the computer room when they heard the alarm in the compound. Celmund changed the views of the cameras to inside the compound. When they looked at the one in the main area of the club, they could see Caelius surrounded by four attackers.
“We’ve been breached!” as he was speaking all the lights went off and then the emergency lights went on. “Fuck! They have cut the power. Jasmine stay here I’m going out to help Caelius until the others get here.” He threw his headphones on the desk and was out of there before she could even speak. She was scared, she had to try to find something to protect herself if need be. Looking around she only saw the computers and screens; nothing that she could use as a weapon. Since she had been with Wulf she had been feeling safe and had let her guard down. Looking in the camera she could see Caelius fighting the other four men when Celmund joined him. Because Celmund had changed the cameras she couldn’t see where Wulf or the others were. Hopefully they were close, the whole area around the compound was so vast that it might take them a while to get there, even with their extra speed.
Hearing the door open behind her she turned. One of the guys must have got back already, but as the door opened fully, Jas stood frozen in shock, never would she have thought that he would have found her here. “Hello … Miss me?”
Fred, her foster parent, stood in the doorway with a gun pointed at her. His eyes had a crazed look to them as he looked at her with a snarky smile on his face. “Didn’t think I would find you, did you? But you see I got myself some interesting friends that are also looking for you. Once they are finished with you, you will do everything I want,” he laughed, advancing towards her. She looked around but there was nowhere to run. He was standing between her and the door.
Fred jumped towards her, grabbing her arm just as she tried to go around him. She felt an agonizing pain in her elbow as he pulled her towards him. “Where do you think you’re going, bitch?” He slapped her with the hand that was holding the gun.
Instantly she felt, her lip split and blood started running down her chin. She tried to kick him, but he brought her back to his front and held her tight against him. So tight she heard a crack and pain from her ribs. She was sure he must have cracked a rib. He laughed, directing her in front of him towards the door. The pain in her face and her ribs was making her faint. If he didn’t let go she was sure that soon she would lose consciousness.
“Move!” He shouted in her ear as she stumbled. She was shaking with the pain and fear of being caught again by him. She was sure that if he managed to get her out of here she wouldn’t survive for long. She had to try to delay him. Every minute counted but he was trying to move her faster towards the entrance of the compound, but through the garage and not through the club area.
“Let her go!” Jas heard Wulf’s growled words before she saw him. His voice was so raspy she knew he was holding on tight to his rage. She noticed he wasn’t looking at her but at Fred behind her. Fred was now holding the gun to her head, digging it into her forehead.
“She’s coming with me!” While she heard the sneer in Fred’s voice, she could also feel the shake in the hand that was holding the gun. He wasn’t as unaffected as he was trying to portray.
Jas saw Draco and Bjarni flank Wulf. Fred might kill her but he wasn’t taking her out of there. “You touch my woman, you are dead!” Hearing Wulf’s words, she saw him lift one of his blades and throw. She had been fighting to stay conscious, but her head was swimming and her vision started to darken as she heard a scream and felt herself fall.
As Wulf let go of the blade he knew it would hit its mark and the fucker wouldn’t be able to shoot Jas. As he sprinted forward to take her away she suddenly dropped to the floor. “JAS!” He hadn’t even noticed that he had roared her name. Reaching her he found her unconscious. He hadn’t looked at her when she was being held. Now that he looked at her and saw her bruised face, his rage took over, he couldn’t hold it back any longer.
“Fuck! Brandr, Bion we need help in here, Wulf has lost his shit1” Bjarni had also sprinted forward to attack and secure the fucker that had grabbed Jas. Draco was trying to restrain Wulf from behind but he wouldn’t hold him for long. If the others didn’t get here soon to help he would destroy everything, already the ground was rolling and heaving.
“WULF! WULF! Listen to me. You need to calm down. You are going to hurt Jas and all of us. WULF!” Suddenly Brandr and Bion were beside Draco, holding Wulf down on the ground.
“Knock him out!” Brandr grunted as Wulf landed a punch to his nose. Draco brought his gun down against Wulf head; instantly he slumped forward.
“Bion go get something to keep him out for a while. He’s not going to be down for long. Brandr, take Jas with you to the infirmary. Stay with her until Bion can help her.” Looking around Draco noticed Bjarni standing over the guy who had attacked Jas. He was unconscious and looked like he was going to be out for a while.
“Bjarni take him to the cells with the others.” Bion was back just as Wulf started to wake, but they managed to inject him before he could fully awaken. Draco placed his shoulder under one of Wulf’s arms and Bion the other, and they carried him into infirmary to strap him down until they could get Jas up to wake him.
Reaching the Infirmary, they noticed that Jas was waking up. Brandr was helping her to sit up. After strapping Wulf down Bion walked over to check on her.
“Jasmine how are you feeling, Sweetheart?” Looking into her eyes he could see that she was still dizzy.
After checking on her he was pleased to notice that her injuries were minor. “You will be a little sore for the next two days, but the swelling on your face will start to go down soon. I checked your ribs; they are fine, just maybe a little bruised, that is a good thing. I would like to do a blood test just to make sure that everything is fine okay?” Bion had laid her down in one of the beds. Her head was turned and she was looking at Wulf in the other bed. She just nodded to let Bion know that she had heard him and agreed.
A few hours later Jas awoke to the sound of grunting. Bion was standing next to Wulf, holding him down, talking calmly to him, but it was as if he wasn’t even hearing him. Jas could see the veins in Wulf’s neck straining. The muscles in his arms were bulging.
“Wulf!” she called from her bed, but there was no reaction from him. She lifted herself from the bed feeling the pain under her breasts where Fred had held her. She moved towards Wulf, touching his cheek gently. “Wulf! Please come back to me!” She noticed his movements calming but he was still grunting.
“Wulf, I need you!” She kept on stroking his face while he calmed. After a while he lay still, the grunting had stopped but his eyes were still closed. “Why isn’t he waking up?” she asked Bion, worried that maybe he had been hurt while she was out and she didn’t know about it.
“He will wake up soon Sweetheart. He will be fine, you have calmed him.”
Jas crawled up onto the bed, snuggling up to him. She listened to his heart, calming herself until she fell asleep.
She woke up with Wulf kissing her lightly, she could feel the heat down her side where she was leaning against him. She never wanted to go through the moments where Fred had gotten hold of her and she had worried that he might have taken her away from Wulf. She would never survive without him. He was a part of her soul. “Stop thinking about it Angel, it’s over,” he grunted in her ear. She could feel him tensing next to her.
Opening her eyes, she looked into his, his eyes were shadowed and still a dark amethyst, nearly black. There was pain and rage in his eyes. She could feel his body vibrating with the after-effects of his rage. Raising her hand she stroked his face trying to calm him as she did before.
“I’m sorry that I didn’t protect you. It kills me to know he had his hands on you and that he hurt you.” Jas could feel the agitation coursing through his body increase as he spoke. She knew she had to try and calm him or they would have to knock him out again.
“Wulf, I’m okay, you’re here now. I love you.” Pulling his head down until their foreheads touched, she said, “You did save me, if it wasn’t for you he would have taken me away.”
Pulling back, Wulf stroked her lip that was split from the slap that Fred had given her and her cheek that was slightly bruised. “He will pay, no one hurts you. He will never touch you again. Bion said you just have slight bruising. Is anything hurting you?” She smiled, knowing that he was making sure that she was fine. His concern showed her how important she was to him. She knew that there might be danger in the future, but as long as Wulf was with her, she would be safe.
Yawning, she kissed his jaw, flinching when it stretched her split lip. “I’m good.”
She fell asleep again in his arms. Wulf finally felt himself starting to relax. They didn’t catch Merdor but he was sure they had made a dent in whatever he was involved in. In another few hours, he would take Jas back to their room, give her blood; then he would go and meet with the others. They needed to find out what the Keres MC knew about them. And how did they get all that Intel without them even suspecting? He also wanted to get his hands around the fucker who thought he could touch and take what was his. When he had heard that the compound was breached his blood had run cold. Never did he want to feel that again, the feeling of not getting to Jas on time. When he had seen that motherfucker with his hands on her, he kept his eyes away from her eyes knowing that if he had to see the fear in them, he would lose the tight reign he had on his rage, but when she cried out he couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t hold back the feeling of helplessness and rage that engulfed him anymore. He saw red and just let his beast out.
Kissing her hair lightly, he closed his eyes letting her fragrance relax him. He would be with his woman for now until she awoke, but then he would go and bring hell down on those who thought they could hurt what he held most precious.