Skylar POV (3 Months Later)

Three months, two weeks, twelve hours, thirty mins and forty-two seconds, that's how long I've been gone. I missed three months of life with my mates, family, and kids. It feels so weird being back. So much has changed. Eric has broken out of his shell a lot more than he has in the longest time, Connor is more confident in himself and the perfect combination of Colson and Jake, Sam... well he's just Sam. However, my birth father made him head warrior in charge of the assassination unit of my birth pack. Speaking of the pack, my father and Jake formed an alliance in my absence. Seeing how so much has changed had made me think about everything that happened before I gave myself up for my family... my babies.

Flashback

I'm going to rip them limb from limb! I knew she'd be coming for me, but to use my kids as leverage... I'm going to kill her, even if  I have to break moon law. We spent the whole night looking for them but not even the goddesses were able to track them using their combined magic.
 
We got so lost in our search that we didn't realize their kidnapping was a decoy to distract us from the pack being attacked. We were ambushed and outnumbered, these wolves and hunters were experimented on, some had the ability to duplicate or clone themselves making things so much more complicated. For a split second, we thought we had the upper hand, that is until everyone collapsed and I was the only one left standing, that's when I saw her in the distance with a man in black ops looking gear holding my babies and they take off into the woods, yes, I knew it was a trap or baiting me to follow but could I, risk what happened to my mate and his family to happen to my babies, I was going to break that cycle if it killed me.

I had just caught up to them when they disappeared, most likely teleporting out and out of the trees, more rogues surrounded me in all directions. I stood my ground showing no fear if I died here and now I at least knew my mates would do all they could to find our pups.

"Are you ready to die pup?" One of the rogues taunted

"The only one dying will be all of you!" I was seething so it began to storm with roaring thunder. 

They are all cowardly but still put up a front showing they'd carry out their mission. "Kill him!"

I looked at the trees from left to right, vines coming alive and grabbing most of the rogues by their leg or throat strangling or pulling them appear in the most satisfying way. I was getting angrier by the second and the storm grew, lightning striking down at least ten or so rogues frying them into wolf barbeque. I was becoming exhausted by this point as I've been at it for six hours or so and then everything went black.
 
I woke up in a cold sweat and my arms were aching. I blinked a few times as my eyes adjusted and realized I was in a cellar or basement of some kind as I can see a single window you'd find in a suburban neighborhood basement. I looked around more but the pain was becoming unbearable, I don't know how long I've been suspended like this but I had to get free.

I tried to pull at the cuffs but they were unbreakable, I tried spells and brute strength but they wouldn't budge.

"You're not getting free that easy." I looked into the darkness and out walked the man that helped kidnap my pups. I tried to shift but something was stopping me then that's when it hit me, enchanted cuffs. I cursed out and groaned to myself. 

"Let me go and I'll let you live." I threatened to try to sound menacing but he laughed. 

"You're wasting your time. You can't do shit, mutt." He said walking out of the room and I can instantly smell iron and decaying flesh... don't ask how I know all that, Jaylen loves talking about his work and what he's seen. 

Moments later the man came in wearing a disposable surgical gown, gloves and mask with a splash shield and I began to struggle not wanting to know what was in store as he wheeled in some intimidating tools. 

"It's time we had a little fun. I bet creatures like you feed on fear and torturing innocent people. I had a normal life before I met Keri. I was human, had a girlfriend... that is until one of your kind killed her. Keri gave me a new purpose as I began to lose myself. She turned me into a vampire-warlock in hopes I could blend in while being able to kill the creatures I despise... I now loathe making that deal because now I'm bound to someone I can't live without or I die, I had three kids with a woman I can't stand to be around." After his rambling, he cut my clothes off starting with my shirt and moved on to my pants and underwear.  Once I was stripped he dumped ice-cold water on me and I thrashed as I saw him wheel in what seems to be something used for electroshock therapy attaching jumper cables onto the connecting chain of the cuffs and I screamed at the top of my lungs and my voice became inaudible. I felt the electricity surge through me as he gradually turned up the voltage until I passed out.  

I woke up to pain all over my body and I screamed and I snapped at the man in front of me. He held a can of what looked like pepper spray but I knew better, it was silver and in his other hand was a thorny vine whip and every time he'd wipe me, he'd spray my wound with the silver. When he was happy with his work he switched to spiked brass knuckles using me as a punching bag.

Weeks of electroshocking and physical torture they began messing with my mind sending me images of my pups being tortured or even killed. I couldn't fight anymore so I was forced to watch my pups scream or cry in pain. 

Weeks of torture later, I was way past the point of physical and mental exhaustion, I just felt like dying, from the silver and wolfsbane cocktail injections to the daily whippings. I woke up one time to the image of Keri cradling my puppies and tossing them into a bathtub filled with water and exposed electrical wiring, hearing their cries and screams brought me to tears as I struggled to break free.  It was a constant cycle of electroshock torture, beatings, injections and hallucinations caused by the cocktail, sometimes by magic, they were all of my pups, family, or mates being tortured or killed.

I thought the worst was over until I was drafted into a supernatural fight club despite my weakened state, fighting for my life and freedom.  

"You have no one else to blame but yourself, you little piece of shit. How does it feel to be chained up and treated less than dirt? How does it feel to know you'll never see your family or pups again? Do you fear for your life yet? How about theirs?" The man I happened to find out was my great- uncle and Anthony's father said. I also found out he left Anthony's mother when he was twelve and has been in hiding since. He holds no remorse for what he's done to me, he's done it all while smiling, laughing or no emotion at all. He was a manipulative son of a bitch that deserves to die along with Keri for killing innocent people to feel something other than the loss of his human life and grieving over his girlfriend.  

I was on my death bed by the two-month mark, I had enough so I enlisted the help of a werewolf named Ajax, his pack was in Georgia, he was brought in a month before I was.

Apparently, his pack was one of the four packs descended from the goddesses making his the Lunar Eclipse Pack, birthed from Eliana and Diana. We planned our escape on the night of the planetary alignment of the Moon, Mars, Mercury, Venus, Jupiter, and Saturn. A month and a half later we had a fight club tournament and it just happened to be close enough to his pack that he was able to mindlink his pack and set up an ambush and rescue. 

The stadium was designed like a colosseum and up in the royal balcony were Keri, Anthony's father, and my babies. This all ends tonight.

Some of Ajax's pack members were seated in the crowd, they're able to mask their scent like all of the descendants of the goddesses so Keri has no clue, and if she does she's in for a little family reunion. Ajax's family contacted the goddesses and the goddesses called my parents so everything was working to plan. 

The first fight was Ajax and some self-proclaimed rogue prince. Keri made the mistake of taking off our enchanted restraints because now we could use our abilities.

Just as the match began the lights went out and Connor was center stage using his ability to turn himself into a literal flash cannon, blinding everyone who was not a part of our rescue.

Up next was Jake, his shadow detached from him and went to retrieve my pups, Danny sent all the alphas away and to never return and if they even thought or uttered a word about revenge on our packs that they were to kill themselves and they left.

I shifted disappearing into the shadows and made my way up to the balcony and took out her guards one by one and when she tried running but I encased her in a sand tomb but she was still alive, she can bang and scream all she wants but I used enchanted sand that was like cement. I was about to take care of my uncle dearest but he had already gotten away. 

"We're so glad you're ok, Skylar." Jake said, smiling and my mates engulfing me in a hug and the electricity they caused was unbearable. They backed away and I looked down. So much for breaking the cycle... now my mates can't even touch me without my body feeling like it's being fried.

The goddesses said they'd deal with Keri and said they'd call me after they put her on trail and go into her memories, chances are she'd be made mortal and with that, she'd start aging and die. I don't believe in killing and I'm sticking to that.

Connor's only condition was that they put her in a hallucination and force her to watch what he went through and if she begged for it to stop that she'd be tortured before being put back in the hallucination.

When we made it home I was instantly taken to the infirmary and that night I had my first nightmare of Keri coming back and this time she meant business. 

End of Flashback 

It's been a month since I was rescued and a week since my body detoxed, Jaylen said because of the cocktail I was given, my wolf was pretty messed up.

My mates are able to touch me in all ways and you best believe we celebrated with a lot of sex, that is until the nightmares started again. I had the pups moved into our room instead of being in a nursery away from me. Call me paranoid but I don't care, I may have not been through anything half as traumatic as Connor but if you were tortured physically and forced to watch your babies murdered or tortured without any chance of rescuing them you'd be fucked up and paranoid too. I can't even take care of them properly because I feel they'll disappear from me again.

Jake offered to bathe them because Connor had a date planned for only us mates and I sent him to a prison world out of fear. No one touches them unless I'm there to supervise. My mates and I were getting ready for bed and walking out of the shower I saw a cloaked figure over their crib and I blacked out.
 

Chapter written by my co writer,
love how it turned out LaVel063!