---Kim's POV---

Apparently, Will's mother didn't like the fact that her whole kitchen had been used as a food-fight war zone. After we all made our excuses and humbly offered to clean the mess up, she left us of the hook but kept an eye on us while we cleaned the whole kitchen.

"Ugh, this will take forever." Kath complained somewhere behind me while I felt around in the sink for the next plate. Yes, they thought that me being blind meant that I couldn't help clean up but I could still do the dishes.

I smiled as I scrubbed the plate, tracing my finger over it to make sure that there wasn't any dirt left behind. "If your aim wasn't so horribly off Kath, you wouldn't have to be mopping the ceiling right now." I teased, squealing loudly when something landed in the dishwater, spraying soapsuds and water all over me.

"I think that my aim is perfectly fine." Kath snickered softly while I blew a curl of hair out of my face with a huff. I awkwardly rubbed the suds out of my face with my wrist, since my hands were soaking wet with the dishwater before I continued washing.

"Hey, Kim? How did you manage to get cookie-dough in the living room?" one of the guys, Jordan I believe, called out with amusement and surprise in his tone. I turned my head to the sound and frowned teasingly, "Well, I can't exactly aim as well on a moving target as you guys. And who threw the honey?"

"Honey? I didn't threw that..." Jordan muttered before I heard a clattering sound beside me as he brought new dishes to the sink and nudged my arm teasingly. "You missed a spot." He said, probably pointing the spot out with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at him but couldn't help the smile that slipped on my lips.

My hands started get wrinkly but I ignored it as I soaped up yet another plate while David said, "I belief I saw Violet throwing a yellow opened bottle. Might be the honey that's sticking in your hair Kim."

I opened my mouth in shock before I raised one still wet hand to my hair and sure enough, the whole backside of my head was covered with sweet, sugary, sticky honey. A gasp escaped my lips as I pulled my hand back and turned in the direction of Violet.

"Really Violet? Honey in my hair? How am I going to get that out?"

A soft laugh bubbled up from her direction before she smirked, "Well, you could always ask William to help you. I'm sure my brother wouldn't mind to-" She was interrupted with a growl as I blushed a bit, wondering what she was thinking that Will wouldn't mind but my mind came up blank as a pair of warm hands were placed on my hips.

"She really made a mess of your hair, love." Will observed before I felt him gently touch the area around the honey stain. He sighed and said, "And there's honey all over your shirt as well." His hand pulled the shirt of my back with a bit of resistance since it literally glued to my skin.

I shivered and tapped on his hand, "Stop that! It feels disgusting, I'm going to stay hours in the shower just to get this off." Will chuckled at my scolding tone and released the shirt, which fell back and stuck in the honey with a sickening slurping sound.

"Eew." Kath and Violet chorused while I scrunched my nose up and quickly cleaned the remaining plates before we were finally released by Eva, who admitted that we would stain the kitchen again if we tried to clean the last bits; nearly all of us were covered in flour, eggs or in my case, honey.

Will helped me up the stairs before we arrived at his room...well, our room now. It was so strange to live with him now. I gingerly walked towards his closet, happy that I remembered where it stood before I opened the door and felt around for my sleepwear. Will came up behind me and leaned forwards to pick his own clothes out, softly breathing in my neck.

"You smell really sweet Kim." He teased before he placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, removing a bit of honey that stuck there. I shivered slightly and escaped his arms. "I-I'm gonna...take a shower, yeah, see you in a bit." I stuttered before scurrying of towards the bathroom. I could nearly see Will smiling behind me, shaking his head at the blush on my face.

I showered quickly and somehow managed to get the honey out of my hair. In the knowledge that Will was waiting for his shower, I quickly dried myself off and pulled my nightwear on before I picked a small towel to dry my hair some more as I left the bathroom with the hairbrush.

"Your turn." I said while passing Will, rubbing the towel through my hair as I passed by him. I was on the bed before I realized that he hadn't moved from his position halfway in the room. My hands stopped combing my hair as I lifted my head in his direction, wondering why he was still standing in the middle of the room.

"Will? What's wrong?" I asked as I curiously tilted my head to the side. I heard him clear his throat before he muttered, "Uh...nothing, I uh, I'm...shower, yeah, shower." And with that, he stumbled in the bathroom as I frowned, wondering what was wrong with him.

I shrugged; if it was a big deal, then Will would tell me. Thinking about his strange reaction, I brushed my hair again before I froze lightly. Maybe I still had honey in my hair and Will was trying not to laugh at me. My hands reached up but didn't found any trace of honey.

Strange....Oh well. I shrugged it off again and placed the brush on the bed before standing up; since Will was still in the shower, I could use this time to familiarize myself with the room. My hand brushed over the wallpaper, smiling when I found a spot where it started to peel of the wall and stopped, feeling the familiar sensation that something was in front of me.

Reaching out with my hands, I frowned a bit as my fingers found wooden shelves until I could visualize what was in front of me; a bookcase. I smiled slightly in victory, nodding to myself. "Okay, bookcase on...5 steps of the bed, got it." I mumbled to myself before continuing, softly tracing all the books and small objects that stood on the shelves before I felt a picture frame against the wall.

I frowned; trying to imagine what Will would have placed in it when two pair of arms looped around my waist, pulling me against a slightly damp, bare chest.

"What are you doing?" Will asked curiously, leaning on my shoulder as I felt him look between me and the picture frame. I nonchalantly shrugged while my brain was waging war with my heart; my heart told me to trust and love Will but my brain kept reminding me of what happened the last time I trusted a man I thought I knew.

Regaining control of my voice again, I answered, "Trying to figure out what's in the picture frame and familiarizing myself with your room so I don't stumble about." Will hummed in my ear before I felt him motion his head towards the frame. "It's a picture when me and the rest of the guys were just wolfed out. It's our first run."

My lipped formed an 'O' as I nodded my head slightly. Didn't expect that; I was thinking it was something family related but then again, the pack was his family. Will's breath whispered over my face as he looked at me before he turned me around in his arms. My hands automatically flew up, one resting on his chest, the other tracing his facial expression.

"I want to help you with that." He murmured, brushing his hand over mine as I traced his face; he was smiling softly, a dimple appearing in his cheek as he did so. Will slowly leaned forwards and pressed a kiss against my forehead, keeping his lips there while he inhaled deeply as I felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

Will's deep chuckle vibrated through my fingertips before he removed my hand of his chest and placed a kiss on it. "Now, let's show you around my room and get to sleep before I'll do something we might regret later." He sighed, leaning against my hand before he let go and swiftly twirled me around so I was facing the wall.

"Hmmm, let's see." He thought out loud before placing his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed to the side, turning me around. He leaned forwards, pressing his chest against my back until I took a step and kept doing so until his hands slipped over my arms to reach them out to the new object.

"What's this? It feels like..." a button gave away under my fingers and I heard a soft click before a band started playing softly. I tilted my head to listen and was surprised to recognize the lyrics. "You listen to Bon Jovi?" I asked, unable to keep the nearly shocked surprise out of my voice.

A chuckle echoed through the room as my hands traced the music installation while Bon Jovi – Have a Nice Day softly rang through the room, mixing rather well with Will's laughter. "Don't seem so surprised, I love good music and he's good."

I smiled as his hands grabbed mine and we moved through the room, from the elevated TV, mirror and closet, to the loveseat and finally back towards the bed. Will pulled me down with him when he let himself fall down on the bed. "Can we sleep now? I like keeping you safe in my arms."

Another smile crept on my face as I turned and laid my head on his shoulder, facing him. "I like that too." I mumbled sleepily, yawning at the end. Will shook me a bit with his silent laughter before he softly placed a kiss on my lips, pulling away rather quickly, as if he was holding himself back. "Go to sleep Kim. I'll be here."

---Will's POV---

I smiled down at Kim as she snuggled closer to me and sighed slightly before I leaned back to flick the lights off; thank god I insisted that I wanted a light switch right next to my bed. Mom always grumbled about it because I was being lazy but it came in handy.

Kim sighed unconsciously as I slipped back in the bed and wrapped my arms around her. A satisfied smile crept on my face as I looked down at the mess of curls that framed her face. Violet had been right in the kitchen; I wouldn't have had any trouble to help Kim get all the honey out of her hair but I was afraid that I was pushing it too soon.

But I couldn't stop myself when Kim walked out of the bathroom, still drying her hair. As she was freshly bathed, all I could smell was her; her pure, intriguing smell that sent me and my wolf crazy with the need to mark her and as she passed by, I decided on the spot that I would make an effort to show my interest in her.

We were mates after all and the urge to mark and mate her would become stronger over time, especially since we were living with other werewolves, who could be considered a threat in the eyes of my wolf; our mate was still unmarked and thus free for bachelors.

I growled at that, causing Kim to shift lightly as she turned in my arms, facing the wall. She was mine and I would find a way into her heart. My mind jumped from one thought to another while I watched Kim sleep soundly.

"Join her in her dreams."

I frowned at my wolf's suggestion; join her? Wouldn't that be a bit overboard? I wanted to get to know her, not invade her privacy. My wolf scoffed at me, stretching himself before he urged me to make a connection.

"Join her in her dreams. You'll know more about her and if she dreams of what happened to her, you'll know whom to look for. She must have seen the faces of her attackers." He growled, blood-lust filling both of us as we thought back to what I read in those police files and statements.

My eyes slowly went back from the wall I had been staring at to Kim's face. Maybe I should... it was hard enough to see her go through the nightmare...if would have to ask who was responsible for this, it would be harder for her too. I cursed the fact that uncle James had removed all names except Kim's from the file, since he'd obviously thought I wanted to go after those teens.

Determination flooded through me as I nodded to myself and snuggled closer to Kim, intertwining our legs as I wrapped my arms around her and held her free hand in my own. Her hair was splayed over the pillow and my right arm as she rested her head on my shoulder, sleeping comfortably in my embrace.

With a sigh, I let out minds blend together, soothing the initial unconscious fright of my intrusion before I let myself fall asleep, praying that what I was going to see wasn't as terrible as I feared.

---Dream from Kim's POV---

"Hey Kim! Would you mind babysitting on Sofia?" My head turned at the sound of that familiar voice, although I'd never been in contact with one of the Hernandez' family members. I turned around and spotted Carmen, Carlos' twin sister and tilted my eyebrows lightly; why would one of the 'popular' people want to talk to me?

"Uhm....sure?" I hesitated as Carmen sashayed towards me on her high stilettos, smirking slightly at my confused look. "Don't look so confused Novio, Carlos is going to another party, the burro terco, and I'm left on myself to watch over Sofia but he knew I was going to mi amore Enrique." Carmen sighed while stopping in front of me, holding her hands in a praying motion.

"Por favor, help me out? I'll make sure that Carlos and his amigos idiotas will leave you alone at school." That caused me to tilt my head slightly. "You don't like Carlos' friends?"

Carmen shook her head, making the highlighted curls bounce around. "Not at all, they drag down the family name. they're molesto...how do you say it in your tongue? Annoying?" I nodded my head and smiled slightly.

"Okay, when did you need me?" I asked slightly as I walked next to Carmen, who turned her big, almond shaped brown eyes on me with a look that resembled a puppy. "Now? Enrique is already waiting for me at the car. He's gonna treat me with dinner and flowers, rings and things..." I laughed at Carmen's expression; she looked so in love.

"Of course, I'll come with you right now so you two can get on your date. It's nice to see two people so in love." I smiled as Carmen squealed and hugged me to her chest. How she managed to stand on her stilettos was beyond my mind. "Gracias! I owe you one!"

We entered the large house together and I smiled politely at the Hispanic male that grinned cheekily at me when he noticed Carmen behind me. "So, you're our savior? Gracias a dios! I feared our romantic getaway was going to be canceled."

I shook my head slightly and smiled when little Sofia stuck her blond head around the corner. "Hola, who are you? Wait...aren't you Kim? You babysat on Miguel a few blocks over when I was playing there. Are you staying with me? Awesome!" The kid continued to ramble of in Spanish before she stopped next to me and started dragging me to her room. "Let's play tea-party!" I laughed at her and motioned for Enrique and Carmen to leave.

They laughed and waved at me before Enrique looped his arms around Carmen's waist and whispered lovingly in her ear, placing a kiss on her cheek before they left. After half an hour, Sofia started to get hungry, so I offered to make some pizza. All that was left to find was the tomato sauce and Sofia pointed out that it was stashed in the basement.

Just as I came on the top of the stairs, leading down the basement when I was shoved down the stairs. I tumbled down, cursing slightly as I hit my head against the floor before I crawled on my knees, adrenaline coursing through my body as the lights flashed on, revealing that I was not alone.

Stacy was grinning widely at me, still in her cheerleader outfit from school as she was hovering around Carlos. I blinked stupidly, wondering why they were both here since Carmen said Carlos went to a party. Carlos looked down at me and although his handsome features were very appealing, the wicked grin on his face was creepy.

"So nice of you to join us Kim. Honestly, I didn't think that my sister would have asked you to come babysit on Sofia but then again, you always were a goodie two shoes, no?" He laughed at his own little joke before motioning around the basement, which was filled with about 10 teenagers in total; four girls including Stacy and six boys including Carlos.

"You see, when mi amore here was so generous to offer you a place in the squad, you rejected her offer. Not only that but when I showed my interest towards you, you rejected me. Now my little Stacy is a bit angry with you, which is understandable."

My heart clenched in fear when the other girls formed a circle around me while I scrambled to my feet. Stacy smirked, pulling her barely-there clothes back into place before she sashayed towards me, moving her hips in a very unnatural way.

I jumped on my feet and made a desperate dash for the stairs but was tackled to the ground, piercing screams and insults ringing through the room as Stacy grabbed hold of my hair and yanked on it while the other girls, fellow cheerleaders which were her little clones, followed her example.

Managing to turn on my back, I kicked and punched at the girls, managing to sock Stacy straight on her nose as one of the blonds dug her manicured fingernails in my arm, dragging a bloody line over them.

"You bitch! You broke my nooooooseeeee!" Stacy wailed loudly as blood dripped down her face. As if her wail was a silent mark, the guys jumped in and started kicking and punching me, aiming for my head and ribs until I could only curl myself and whimper.

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My eyes blinked open again. Pain, lots of pain as the bruises pulsed as one. I couldn't remember how long I was down here. I could remember that Sofia had called from upstairs, wondering why I stayed away for so long but Carlos had sent one of his men to stay with her. The girls and boys took turns, beating, scratching, clawing and kicking at me until I felt completely numb.

"It's no fun anymore when they don't fight back." Carlos sighed while one of the other guys laughed. "Hey, she's a fighter, she got your little mate good. Right on her nose too." Carlos stood up and walked to the stairs. "Yeah but she's not mine, just a distraction. Hey mate, what do you think about going out with a bang?" he said, as I heard the sound of flesh on iron.

My left eye managed to focus again while my right remained shut; probably too swollen to open up. I heaved myself up against the wall, leaning sideways against it as I drew in a ragged breath, just as Carlos turned around.

I felt weak, like I should faint or throw up and my stomach was making flips when my lazy eye landed on the object in his hand; a baseball bat. Carlos tapped it in his hand as he slowly walked towards me and I swallowed.

Mom, dad, Karen...I'm sorry.

One of the guys looked sick as he glanced at me before he shook his head. "Come on man, it's not worth it. If you get caught, you'll end up in jail." Carlos barked out a laugh at that. "Then I won't get caught." He snapped before swinging the bat up towards the left side of my face while I weakly tried to raise my hands to stop it.

Just before the impact, I saw a flash of light coming from Stacy's hands and then the iron bat found its target.

------End Dream (Back to Will's POV)------

I shifted as soon as my eyes popped open, growling and snarling wildly as I stood protectively over Kim, who had fallen out of bed as she struggled in her dream. Seconds later, the door flew open and dad charged in. "What is going on here?"

He stepped towards my mate and I snarled, snapping with my jaws as foam started to build up. I knew what happened, saw what happened... I had felt it all! Every little thing they did, every punch, every kick and Kim had to relive it night after night.

Dad froze mid-step, now eying me warily as he slowly raised his hands in a non-threatening way. My growling was still rumbling to my chest but the foaming had stopped as I lowered my head over Kim's awakening body.

Warm, shaky fingers touched my fur before they momentarily flinched away. I let out a small whine before Kim's hands twined in my fur, tugging my head closer to her chest before she started sobbing in my neck. With that, my wolf quickly returned control over my body and I shifted, catching the shorts that dad threw towards me.

"Shhh love. It's all right, come on." I said in a soothing tone, gathering Kim in my arms after I chucked the shorts on. My wolf was still very close to the edge while Kim cried in my arms, her sobs turning into quiet snivels as I slowly stood up.

"I saw Kim. I saw what happened and it's not your fault. Carlos was a sick-" I gulped a bit of air in, trying to calm my wolf as hairs sprouted out of the nape of my neck. "He planned this all, it's not your fault Kim." I held her in my arms, carrying her bridal style as I walked back to the bed before I turned and laid down with her on top of my chest.

"I'm not going anywhere Kim. You'll never lose me and I'll never let anyone get to you." I reassured her, because I had felt the immense guilt that she felt when she realized that she wasn't getting out of that house on her own. Kim cried against my chest until the crying slowly stopped and her breathing evened out.

"What was that all about?" Dad softly asked as he stood beside the bed. I kept my eyes on Kim while I softly wiped the tears of her cheeks before I sent the whole memory to father.

"That was the reason why I'm going to kill Carlos Hernandez and anyone that helped him on that night." I snarled through the link while father's eyes seemed hollow for a moment as he stared down at Kim; we never expected it to be that bad. We only knew the facts that the reports showed us, not the whole event.

Father sighed and nodded slightly. "I'll get James to stir up something to get more info." He left the room while I laid there, wondering why my little mate had to go through so much in her life.

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Two weeks passed and I was delighted that Kim's night terrors weakened gradually. She occasionally whimpered in her sleep but the nightmare stopped as soon as I pulled her closer to me.

We were in the games room, with Kim sitting by my side as David and me were playing on the PS3; although she couldn't see, she loved the way how we reacted on the game while she listened closely.

A knock on the door sounded before Thomas poked his head in. "Hey, there's some chick here, says she wants to talk to Kim." Kim tilted her head while I paused the game, ignoring David's "Ah, come on! I was wining this thing!"

"They want to speak to Kim? How does she know Kim lives here?" I asked apprehensively, causing Thomas to shrug. "Dunno, she just arrived and asked if this was the place where Kimberly Hale lived and said she needed to see Kim."

I sighed deeply as I threw the controller on the seat and pulled myself on my feet. "Let's see what she has to say." I muttered as Kim stood up by my side, a small frown on her face. Thomas grinned widely and said, "Good, because the girl, Karen I believe, was rather on edge."

Kim froze, as did I. "Karen?" She croaked, rapidly blinking her eyes. "My little sis is here?" She quickly rushed out and down the stairs before I managed to focus and ran after her, catching her before she stumbled in the living room.

The noise we made caused the auburn girl to look around before her eyes widened lightly. She gazed at Kim with her mouth hanging open. "Ly? That you?" Kim grinned widely before I felt her push against my arm, so I reluctantly let her go. The two sisters flung around each other's necks and smiled widely, although tears streamed down.

"Oh, Ly, big sis, I missed you." Karen blubbered against Kim's neck while Kim rubbed over Karen's back as she placed a kiss on her sister's head. "Now I'm sure, I'm definitely going to press charges."

"Me too!" Karen said while David fell in, saying, "Me three!" I smiled at the surge of exclamations that followed before I walked towards Kim and brushed over her back. "Are you alright love?" She nodded before pulling back slightly and dragged Karen with her to the seats.

They talked for a while as David sloughed down in the seat and flicked through the channels, hoping to find something good.

"We interrupt this program for an urgent message. This morning at 08.37 hours, eight convicts escaped the National prison." All of us looked up at the TV and I froze when they showed the image of the escapees.

"The leader of the group, Carlos Hernandez, had managed to corner a guard before he and his accomplices used him as a hostage, managing to escape the prison before they fled towards the woods. The officer was found later, heavily wounded and is brought to the hospital for surgery."

All of us looked up at Kim when she started hyperventilating and I cursed before shooting forwards as she her body found the only way out and crumpled down as she feinted.