Chapter 80 – True Luna Book Free: Chasing the White Wolf (Emma)

I let out a loud growl and slammed my body against the door.

I wasn’t ready for what I saw inside.

My little pup was hanging from the ceiling. Her hands were above her head, and there were chains around her wrists. Her head was hanging low. Her clothes were barely there. The hoodie she was wearing was ripped, and I could see most of her upper body. Her jeans were filled with holes. Her body was covered in bruises, cuts, and burns. Her hair was soaked in blood.

Her eyes were closed. She didn’t even notice that we came in.

Was she really gone?

No, no, no, no. Please, no!

Not my beautiful little sister!

I growled and focused on the four witches in the room.

They shifted their focus on us, but I could tell that they weren’t fully present. Their eyes were milky white, and their magic was focused on Emma.

Kill them! I growled through the mind link with my warriors.

We jumped at them, but they had created a shield around themselves and Emma.

I growled, slamming my body into it. It didn’t break, but I did feel it bend a little. It wasn’t as strong as I suspected it to be.

I guessed that they couldn’t break whatever the f**k they were doing to Emma. They couldn’t end it and focus on us completely.

We need to bring the shield down! I screamed through the mind link. We need to kill them before they complete the spell!

My warriors and I started slamming our bodies against the invisible shield. Each time we did, a small buzz of electricity shocked our bodies. I was so f**king angry that I didn’t even feel it. I didn’t give a f**k if it was a full blown electric shock. I was getting to my sister. I was getting to Emma.

I didn’t move my eyes away from her the entire time. I tried to figure out if she was breathing or not. I could have sworn that I saw her ch*st rising and falling, and that was enough for me not to crumple under the immense pain I was in.

I glanced at the witches. They were weak. They were focused on Emma and the ritual they were preforming. It looked like they couldn’t stop the spell. They tried to focus on us, but it was too hard for them.

This was our chance. We needed to bring the shield down!

Emma’s body jerked as the bitches hit her with another electric shock. Her eyes remained closed.

I growled loudly, slamming my body against the shield even harder than before.

Andrew! I heard Logan’s voice in my mind. Did you find her?

I did. I mind-linked him back immediately. There is a shield around her and the witches. We are trying to break through.

Is she alive? Logan asked, his voice trembling. I can still feel the bond, but it’s sl*pping away…

His voice broke, and he stopped talking through our link.

I looked at Emma. I looked at her ch*st. There was a small movement.

Andrew?! Logan screamed.

She is breathing. I mind-linked him. Get here as soon as possible.

I’m coming. He growled. We are almost done here. I almost killed the f**ker, but I changed my mind. We are going to play with him a little before I let him die.

I growled and slammed my body into the shield again.

It started to crack.

Harder! I screamed through the mind link with my warriors.

They did as I told them, and we heard the electricity zipping through the air as the shield disappeared.

The witches looked at us, trying to focus.

One of them lifted their hand and pointed it at us. I felt a spell hit me, but it was too weak to do any damage.

Kill. I ordered through the mind link.

I heard a very familiar growl behind me.

Leon was here.

Logan POV

The anger I felt was indescribable.

My baby was chained. She was hanging from the ceiling. Her arms were above her head. She was unconscious. Her head was hanging on her ch*st. Her clothes were practically gone. I could see her skin. It was black and blue and covered in cuts and burns.

Oh, I was going to enjoy killing these f**king witches.

I let out a loud growl, and the witches looked at me.

They couldn’t break out of the spell. They tried to focus on us, but they couldn’t. They tried to hit Andrew with the spell, but it wasn’t strong enough to do any damage.

Both Andrew and I jumped up at the same time.

I felt my canines piece through one of the witches’ necks. I could taste her disgusting blood on my t***ue and in my mouth.

They tried to fight back. They tried to hit us with spells, but their milky eyes were unfocused. They couldn’t do shit. They were too distracted by their spell, and we were too f**king strong for them to fight us off without their magic.

I knew the exact moment when they stopped torturing my mate because the milkiness in the eyes of the last witch disappeared.

She screamed and lifted their hands. She wanted to hit me with a spell, but Asher was faster. He jumped, grabbed her by the back of her neck, and took the head right off her shoulder.

I watched the life inside of her disappear.

I growled, shifted back, and turned toward Emma.

My baby!

“f**king shit!” Drake screamed, staring at Emma. “Is she alive?”

Drake tried to touch her, but my loud growl stopped him.

No one will touch her! She was mine! MINE!

I ran toward her, wr*pping my arms around her waist. Tingles and sparks spread through my body.

“Emma, baby, I am here.” I said, my voice trembling. “I am here. You are going to be okay, baby.”

I lifted her gently, so that the p**ssure of hanging from the f**king ceiling would be gone.

“Somebody get these f**king chains off!” I screamed.

Andrew was next to me, cupping her cheeks and lifting her head.

My stomach twisted painfully. Her face was as bad as her body. What did they do to her?

“Emma, love, can you hear me?” Andrew asked, his voice trembling.

She was alive. I was sure of it. I could still feel our bond. I could feel that she was still with me. I could feel that she didn’t leave me.

I watched as Jacob removed the chains from her wrists. He had a pissed off look on his face, but his cheeks were strained with tears.

As soon as he removed the chains, Emma’s body fell into my arms. I wr*pped her legs around my waist and leaned her head on my shoulder.

“I am here, baby.” I mumbled, trying to stop myself from crying. “I am here. You will be okay, baby.”

“We need to hurry up, Logan.” Andrew said, his voice shaking. “We need to get her to Wren.”

I started running out of the f**king room, followed by Andrew, Drake, and the rest of my warriors.

All of us were covered in blood.

I kept k**sing every part of Emma I could reach. I kept p**ssing my nose into her hair and her neck, trying to get as much of her scent as possible. I missed it so f**king much. I p**ssed my l*ps on her neck, trying to get a little taste of her. It was impossible. All I could taste was blood, sweat, and dirt. I almost whined. I wanted her taste in my mouth. I wanted it on my t***ue.

I wasn’t focused on anything else except her. I wasn’t focused on anyone else except her. I knew that Andrew was next to me. I knew that Drake and Jacob were behind me. I knew that they were staring at her. I wanted to rip their eyes out, but to do that I would have had to let go of my mate, and that wasn’t happening. Not now, not ever.

I reached the room where we defeated the f**ker. Most of the rogues were dead. Some of them surrendered, and my warriors were placing the silver chains on their wrists. I would decide what to do with them later. My priority was Emma. I needed to make sure that she was okay. I needed to make sure that she would stay with me.

She needed to stay with me.

“Where is Samuel?” Andrew growled.

“He is outside.” I said, lifting my head. “We are bringing him to the cellars. I will enjoy myself with him a little before I kill him.”

“I’m getting my turn with him.” Andrew growled, bending down to look at Emma.

He caressed her cheek and took a deep breath.

“You are going to be okay, my little girl.” he mumbled. “You are going to be okay. I promise.”

I started running, trying to get out of here as fast as possible. I needed to get her to Wren.

I finally managed to get out of the f**king cave.

“Is she dead?” I heard the voice I hated most in the world.

I turned my head to my right and growled.

Samuel was kneeling on the ground a few feet away from me. He had silver chains on his wrists. He was beaten and bloody from all the shit I did to him.

But I was far from done. He would suffer.

“You disgusting piece of shit!” Andrew screamed, covering the distance bet**en him and Samuel in two long strides.

Andrew punched the f**ker, and he fell to the ground.

“Not now, Andrew.” I growled. “We need to go. There will be time for that and so much more later.”

I started walking away as fast as I could.

Andrew growled again as he followed behind me.

“I love you, baby.” I said, burying my nose back into Emma’s neck. “You are safe now. You are going to be okay.”

I started running, tightening my arms around her.

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