Page 89 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
“What happened to Haru’s arm?” He asked tersely.
“He lost it,” Liam said coldly. I saw Uncle El pause for a moment and knew he was mind-linking someone. “I set an example of what happens when you abuse your child,” Liam said icily as he glared down at Dad.
“Liam…” Uncle El said, concern clear in his eyes. Liam didn’t reply, finally letting go of me and taking hold of my wrist.
“Ouch!” I yelled, unable to stop myself as pain shot up my broken wrist. All three men looked at me, and Liam let go quickly.
“What’s wrong, love?” He asked as I clutched my wrist, my eyes stinging from the pain.
“I think it’s bruised-”
“The angle is fucking off. That’s broken. How did that happen?” Uncle El asked. Coming over, he took my hand in his. He examined my wrist before he snapped it back into place, making me gasp. Eye-watering pain shot through me before I felt my arm healing.
“Ow…” I said, pouting as I rubbed my wrist.
Uncle El gave me a sympathetic look before his brows furrowed once more. Damon was by my side, taking my hand as he massaged my forearm gently.
“How did you get hurt, Raven?” Uncle El repeated. My heart thumped. I couldn’t, and I wouldn’t say. Liam… He would only feel bad.
“I just got-”
“I did that, didn’t I?” Liam asked quietly.
“No, it wasn’t you,” I said, firmly looking up at him. The guilt and pain in his eyes made my heart squeeze.
A tense silence fell. Even when a doctor and two guards came rushing in, I knew this conversation was not over. Liam turned away, yet I didn’t miss the turmoil and shock in his eyes.
“Get him treated and put him in one of the cells on the top floor with a bed,” Liam muttered, his irritation and contempt clear in his voice.
“And how about the four of us get back to my house? I think we need to have a talk,” Uncle El said darkly.
I looked up at him. His jaw was clenched, his nostrils flaring. The way he was looking at Liam told me he was pissed off. Liam frowned, and as much as I didn’t want to get him in trouble, I knew that if we told them about the curse, they could help.
“Let’s go then,” Liam said, coldly leading the way out. My thoughts were in vain when Liam’s cold voice came through the link.
If either of you mentions the curse…He left his threat hanging. I stared at his back, my heart aching. I couldn’t sense his emotions anymore; he had raised his walls once again. I prayed he didn’t shut me out again because he needed us…
What happened?Damon asked through the link.
He heard Dad and me talking... he lost it… I’m scared, Damon. His eyes turned completely black… it was terrifying... he wasn’t himself.
Yeah… I saw him rip your dad’s arm off, and he didn’t seem like himself then, either…
Hmm, and I thought after talking to him, I was going to unleash my wrath upon the two of you. Neither of you told me he was in the cells,I said, trying to keep the annoyance from my voice.
Sorry, gorgeous,Damon’s apologetic voice came. I looked at him, and sadly, those blue eyes of his looked sorry. Still, when things calmed down, I was going to unleash my wrath upon them. They were not forgiven!
I’ll deal with that after this talk,I mumbled through the link, staring at Liam’s muscular back.
Worry and fear consumed me as we walked through the pack grounds towards his parents’ home. The power that rolled off of him reminded me that this was not just an alpha, but one of the strongest in the entire country…
Time was running out, and we still had no solid answers.
“Is anyone goingto speak?” Aunty Red asked, placing a tray of snacks and drinks on the coffee table, her eyes full of concern as she saw Uncle El frowning. We were all seated in the living room of the Westwood home.
“Come here,” he said, taking her hand and pulling her into his lap, trapping her in his arms as he kissed her neck.
I was sitting on the sofa opposite, with Liam on one side and Damon on the other. Azura was watching TV, and I was proud to see she was playing with the plushie I had gotten for her. From here, I could see she was enjoying eating her boogers. Aww, so cute!
