A mother for a Luna (#3 of the Spike pack)

July 31st, 2020

The next morning, I had silently crawled out of bed. Tamara was still knocked out, and I figured I would just let her rest some more. I had scanned her body and had come to see that most bruises had already healed back up. And for once, I was happy, knowing that her wolf was probably helping her through this mess as well. Trying to heal her back up. I made my way downstairs, seeing that our father wasn’t at home at the moment. Knowing him, he was probably speaking with the Alpha right now. I just hoped it would turn out for the best. Our Alpha could be unpredictable at times. You never knew how he would react to things like this. To take my mind off of things, I decided to start on breakfast and to make a large pot of coffee, because I had a feeling we would all need it to get through the day.

Tamara did not come downstairs that day. I had stayed inside the living room and was cleaning, which was something I did often when I was feeling nervous, when our father finally walked inside. He looked tired, haunted, and I could tell that, just like me, he probably had not slept all night either.

“Did you talk to the Alpha?” I asked my father, who sighed deeply, but nodded his head as he took off his jacket and laid it over the first chair that he could find.

“Yes. There will be a pack meeting tonight. The Alpha will talk about the issue and punish the bastard.” My father growled, not because he was angry at me personally, but angry at everything that had happened to our little family.

“Do you know who it was?” I asked him, seeing how he nodded.

“Tyler told me last night. I didn’t want… I didn’t want to ask your sister. She seemed so fragile at the time. How is she doing?” He asked me, his eyes looking up the stairs as if the answers would wait for him there.

“She fell asleep last night. She hasn’t woken up yet.” I told my father, giving him a small smile. He smiled back at me, as he patted me on my shoulder. But the smile did not reach his eyes as it used to. Before all of this had happened.

Why were we in such a big mess?

Why couldn’t things be like they used to be?

Why did this have to happen to us?

“At what time do you have to be with the Alpha?” I asked my father, who turned back around to look at me, placing both of his hands in his pants pockets.

“At 8. But you are not coming with us.” He told me, making me frown.

“Why?” I asked him, hearing how the word left my mouth in an angry way.

I needed to be there!

I needed to support my sister!

I needed to protect her!

I needed to make sure that my father wouldn’t lose his s**t while being there!

I needed to protect him!

I needed to protect both of them!

“Sweety, I can’t have you there. I need to keep you safe. So I am sorry, but you are staying here and Tyler is staying with you. And I am not going to fight you on this.” He told me, letting me know that this discussion was not up for debate. So, with a big sigh on my part, I shook my head and simply started to clean all over again, as I dropped the subject all together.

When it was 4 o’clock, Tamara still hadn’t come downstairs. But Tyler had already stopped by, asking how she was doing. I thanked the Moon Goddess, as I saw him. His face was still bruised in some places, but most of the swelling was now completely gone. By the next day, he would be completely healed again, thanks to his wolf.

“How is your eye doing?” I asked him, thinking back at how awful it had looked last night.

“Fine now, you should have seen it this morning though. I looked like the hunchback of the Notre Dame.” He chuckled, trying to bring something funny to the day for all of us. Which was typically Tyler behavior. He couldn’t deal with stressful situations. In that case, he would always try to turn them into something funny. Which sometimes worked, and sometimes it didn’t.

“Do you mind if I go upstairs and have a look at your sister?” He asked me, to which I shook my head. I knew Tamara wouldn’t mind seeing Tyler right now. Hell, they had been together when all the s**t had gone down in the first place. And once again, I saw it in his eyes, the guilt that he felt. And the blame he had placed upon himself for everything that had happened to them, but mostly to Tamara.

“Hey,” I called out to him, when he was already walking up the stairs, seeing how he turned back around to look at me.

“What happened yesterday, it wasn’t your fault. Father doesn’t blame you either. You know that, right?” I asked him, seeing how he clenched his jaw together in anger, but nodded.

“Yeah, I know. Doesn’t mean that it makes me feel better though.” He admitted as he shrugged, before he made his way upstairs to go and see Tamara. I wondered what those two would talk about, now that they were alone upstairs. While in the past, I would have wondered if they would have been kissing or doing anything nasty, now I could just see Tyler as an angel, our resuer. If it wasn't for him, only the Moon Goddess would know what would have happened to my sister. Maybe she would have been off even worse than she already was now. All I knew was that a good half an hour later, Tyler came back down, and Tamara was with him. Looking as if she had found a new power within herself. And I had smiled wide at her, as I had stepped over to her and I had given her the biggest hug that I could find within myself. And a couple of hours later, my sister and my father had left the house, to go and see Alpha Michael. To get justice for my sister, and to punish the animal who had caused her so much pain.

Tyler had stayed with me that night. We hadn’t talked much. We didn’t need to either. Just being in each other’s company was often enough for the both of us. The hours seemed to be dragging on forever as no news came through mind link, not from my sister, and not from my father. And finally, when it was well past 10 at night, the door opened and Tamara stepped inside the house, and the look on her face made my stomach turn upside down immediately. My father, who walked in right after her, had no more color left on his face and made me wonder if he had just seen a ghost with his own eyes.

“What happened?” I asked, jumping off of the sofa, as I ran towards my sister, but when I wanted to touch her, she jumped and stepped away from me.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” She yelled at me, taking me by surprise. My sister had never yelled at me before, not like this. So, I turned to face my father, looking for answers.

What the hell happened out there?

Everything should have been OK now!

This isn’t OK.

My sister is not doing OK!

“Bec, take our medicine box, please.” My father sighed, so quickly, I did as I was told. Knowing that before I did that, I would not get the answers that I so desperately needed right now. I grabbed the little medicine box that was sitting inside one of our cabinets inside the kitchen and placed it on the table, and saw how Tamara had sat herself down. She was crying, again. She looked lost, again. Actually, she looked worse than she had done last night. She looked defeated, as if she had given up all hope in the world.

“Tamara, what the hell happened out there?” I asked her, seeing how she slowly started to pull up her own tshirt, and seeing how she winced from the pain, as she threw her tshirt on the floor in anger. She didn’t even care that she was sitting in her bra with my father and Tyler in the same room, she was in too much pain to care. And I gasped, as I saw what they had done to her. Those monsters.

Stripes

Red stripes

plastered all over my sister’s back.

whip lashes?

“Why?” I asked myself out loud, feeling how my eyes grew big inside of my own head as I could not look away from them. My sister's whole back was covered, some of them were ripped open, as blood was dripping down from the wounds.

“The Alpha believed that it was my own fault.” Tamara laughed, as if it was funny what had happened to her. The irony sure was present there, but f**k, this wasn’t good.

“The Alpha gave me a choice, either that asshole could mark me as his, or I could get whipped ten times for acting like a w***e. You can see what option I went for.” Tamara sighed, lifting her hand to stop me as I wanted to open the small medicine box and help her. I wanted to do something, wrap her up in bandages, clean the wounds, f**k… I just wanted to hug my sister!

She did not deserve this!

She did nothing wrong!

“Don’t.” She sighed, shaking her head left to right, as she slowly got up from her chair, wincing once again as she must have felt the pain in her back.

“What’s done is done. At least now, I can forget about it and put it all behind me.” She told me, but her eyes told me a different story. What happened to her last night, was eating her alive from the inside out. And what had happened to her tonight, was just the freaking cherry on top. I could already envision pretty well what must have happened out there. The whole pack would have seen what had happened to my sister. She must have felt so humiliated out there, to be called a w***e by your own Alpha, the one who is supposed to protect you with his life. To be called out as the bad guy, while you were in fact the victim. I gritted my own teeth and looked up at my father. I was f*****g pissed, and I needed someone to be mad about right now.

“And you just let it all happen?” I growled at him. I might have been crossing a big line now, but I was f*****g furious at him. If I had been there with them, I would have protected my sister, I would have offered myself to get whipped, just to spare her. I would have begged and I would have found another way out of this. Hell, my sister had been through enough. Enough is enough already! But when the look in my father’s eyes changed at my words, I knew I had hurt him to the core.

“I will find a way. I will find a way out.” He sighed, looking exhausted and defeated himself.

“Take care of your sister.” He told me, making it sound like a command, while his eyes told me he was broken. He couldn’t take care of his own daughter, because he was overcome by his own guilt. He couldn’t stand to see her, because he blamed himself for what had happened to her tonight. If he would have kept his mouth shut and let us deal with it on our own, none of this would have happened tonight. I didn’t answer him, I just took Tamara by the shoulders and slowly took her upstairs as I said goodbye to Tyler, to once again help my sister to change into her pajamas, and once again place her inside of my bed.