Blood of the Pure

Chapter 5- Morphine

Chapter 5-Morphine

**Hayden**

Sam and I arrived at the Combative gym after much difficulty to find the place. Why would you put a key location for training in a warehouse that is not labeled? I rolled my eyes as we finally found the mysterious location. The warehouse was the half the size of a football field and looked to have been built recently. Two cars were in the parking lot with a crowd of people starting to gather. Samantha handed me a water bottle as we crossed the street to the gym.

Christopher came out as we gathered. Everyone fell into basic order of 4 rows of 5 waiting for orders. Sam and I fell into the back out of sight.

After Christopher gave a basic walk through everyone started to follow through the door into the gym. I leaned over to Samantha.

“Sam! That’s him! That is Christopher Jones.” A flood of happiness filled me as I smiled at him.

“Boo he’s cute! If it doesn’t work out give him my number, please!” She elbowed me as we giggled.

I walked to the door trying to be sneaky and not catch his attention. Today was about learning not flirting and I rather had not been singled out for something because he knew me. Keeping my head now we approached the door trying to step through. A hand shot out in from of us blocking our path.

“Excuse me miss,” Christopher’s voice was smooth and with a southern charm as his hand dropped down to my hand, “You’re rather cute you know that?” He rose my hand to his lips and kissed it. I started to blush and looked down at my feet smiling. He slowly let go of my hand and lifted my chin with two of his fingers. “I can not wait to take you….”

“MATE!” A male voice shouted from across the room.

A look of anger and worry evolved on his face. His body language of kindness shifted into panic. He shoved me and Samantha out the door as he slammed it out. A loud object slammed against the wall next to the door. The fighting could be heard growing on the other said getting more violent as it went on.

Sam yanked me back as the door swung open, two men rolled out of the gym growling at each other. Both of us screaming as they got closer. Backing up against the wall to get out of the way, a large man grabbed me by my chest pinning me against the building. He pressed into me and I could feel how stimulated he was.

He grabbed my hair and yanked it to the side “YOU’RE MINE!” He snapped into my ear growling. Rubbing against me now as he pressed harder against me. “Say it!” he ordered.

Fever and Anger seeped over me. I promised myself when I joined the military, I would never be weak again. That I would never stop fighting for my self and for the people I loved.  That included being grinded against by this overly attracted man in front of my crush. I closed my eyes to slow my nerves as I took a steady breath building up some courage.

“Get off me! Get Away!” I yelled into his face. He looked over at me with a smirk long enough to expose a weak point on himself. With all my force I headbutted his nose pushing off the wall to create extra pressure. I hear the bone smash like someone was cracking their knuckles. Blood instantly started bleeding as the guy roared in pain. I kicked off the back wall again and fall out of his arms. I stumbled over to Christopher who grabbed me and flung me behind him.

“Are you okay?” He wiped blood off my forehead looking to see if it came for me or the other guy. He got another weird look on his face and turned to the guy.

“Captain, Stop! She’s yours, but shes also human. She doesn’t know what is happening or why!” Christopher spread his arm to distance himself between myself and the other guy. “Go back to the pack house and calm down. Ill bring her by the house once I explain everything to her. You are scaring her!”

Christopher turned back to me and ran his fingers around my cheek. “Shh its okay little duck.” I did even realize I was shaking with fear, a tear ran down my cheek.

 “Do you trust me?” He had a desperate look on his face as he asked the question. “Please, I promise to keep you safe.”   I shook my head starting to beg him not to make me go with the guy.

Christopher’s thumb ran over my bottom lip and chin. “Little one, Please!” His plead was no more than a whisper.

His head snapped to the side suddenly. The man grabbed him and began to beat him. Tears streamed from mine and Samantha’s face and I started to scream for him to stop. The Captain continued to plumule Christopher as blood slued from his mouth.

I jumped on top of Christopher trying to shield his head from anymore injury. A punch landed into my ribcage making me scream out in pain. Another landed in my kidney. I gripped onto Christopher’s body as the pain vibrated threw me.

“Please I’ll go! Just stop hurting him!” I could barely form the words as the pain ignited through me. Burying my head into Christopher’s back, two exceptionally large hands cradled me and pushed me against a hard chest. I began to shiver uncontrollably, and he sat me down in the back seat of his car.

My breathing became labored as we drove off base. The pain in my ribs got worse with every bump and turn the car endured. I shrieked out in agony as the car came to a immediate stop. I flew forward and hit the seats in front of me.

The man got out of the car and flinging open the back door pulling me out. “Paperella, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?” The man sounded more concerned now.

“I….. Can’t…. Breathe….Lung…..Rib” The pain increased with each breath as the breaths became more swallow. He swept hair out of my face and looked down at him starting to rock back and forth.

My eyes shifted to his. His eyes turned from Gold to a Hazel color. They were distant as if he were mind linking someone. II had never seen hazel eyes like his before. Ringlets of green surrounded the hazel in his eye making them almost look like sunflowers. In any other circumstance I could easily get lost in them.

“Pl….ease….H…elp.” Before I finished my cry for help a group of Corpsman circled me placing a nonrebreather oxygen mask over my face while another Corpsman started an IV pushing Morphine. The man lifted me up and carried me into the back of Humvee as the light began to fade. A small tear rolled down his cheek. 

“Im sorry, im so sorry. Im sorry.” His mumbled cries slowly slipped away.

**Doc Kelly**

“Doc get to the gate now its an emergency and bring back up and oxygen now!” The Alphas cries rang through our mind link. Five of us ran and jumped into the med van speeding down the mile-long driveway.

“What happen?” I mind linked back trying to set up for the situation ahead.

“She can’t breathe.”

“She? Who is she? Eric what did you do”

“My mate. I think I punched her back. I’ve hurt her.”

“Jesus, f**k! Where Jones?”

“He’s on base hurt too.” The sobs could be heard over the mind link.

I pulled out my phone and called Jones think the worse. Had our Alpha gone mad and killed his own beta? He best friends since childhood?

A woman picked up the phone crying, “Hello?”

“Where’s Jones?” I ordered a response from the woman. Sobs could be heard forming over the phone. “Is he hurt? Is he dead?” A worried tone could hear in my voice.

“He’s hurt badly but he’s breathing. He has a rapid pulse.” The women stammered. “Is Hayden alright?”

“I need you to listen to me closely. I need you to keep this phone one you and I need you to go with Jones in the LAV when they pick him up in a few minutes. Do you understand?” I felt like I was babying her, but she was obviously in shock. I hung up the phone can mind linked a second unit dispatching them out to help Jones.

Arriving on seen I jumped out of the LAV and ran over to the girl laying in Captain Eric Taylors arms. Her lips were turning blue already as she struggled to breathe. Rushing over I ordered for a IV start with a 5mg morphine push.

“Hayden, my name is Doctor Richard Kelly, I need you to tell me where it hurts.” The girl did not respond as I listened to her lungs. I could only hear one on the right side. I turned her over and looked at her back lifting her shirt. Alpha Eric started growling at me as I lifted the shirt up to look for injuries.

“f**k off and let me save her!” I growled back to him while noticing the bruising on her back. The bruise was the size of a grapefruit and streaked outwards. “She has a collapsed Lung. What the f**k did you do and why would you hurt a human!”

“Mate…” was the only words Eric could convey.

“Well now your Mate is dying so f**k you and put her in the LAV now, we need to do a Needle Aspiration NOW!”