Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 52

Chapter 52

His little arm had a bruise, and he cried when I grabbed him, like he thought I was about to hurt him. “Shh, shh. What’s your name?” I ask him, yet he eyes Mrs. Daley, clearly petrified of the woman. He is all skin and bone, his big brown eyes had no light, his cheeks hollow and his eyes sunken in, his curly black hair sat on his shoulders and was matted and knotted.

which I thought was strange, however seeing a rogue child was more bizarre, and I had a feeling it was just for show in case the King stopped by. One thing is apparent – none of these children were cared for properly, and that really grinds my gears.

“Like he can’t, or he doesn’t know how?” I ask her. She shrugs, and her eyes dart to Mrs. Daley. It was clear she was scared of the woman.

“Mrs. Daley is leaving today. She is retiring. You can speak freely, she won’t hurt you,” I tell Kimmy. She bites her lip before scratching the back of her matted blonde hair.

“I heard Mrs. Daley fighting with Katrina. Katrina wanted to take him and his brother but Mrs. Daley wouldn’t let her.”

“He has a brother?”

“Had. We haven’t seen him for two days. He bit Mrs. Daley when she smacked Oliver,” Kimmy says, pointing to the boy in my arms.

“His name is Oliver?” Kimmy nods.

“The brother’s name?”

“Logan, Sir,” she says, and I nod.

“What about Katrina? Does she hurt you?” Kimmy shakes her head, and she looks at Mrs. Daley nervously, who stares ahead, looking out the window above the sink vacantly. She knew she had fucked up.

“Mrs. Daley had the butcher hurt Katrina for sticking up for them. He broke her arm, but she is ok now.”

“Kimmy, can you find some clothes and socks for Oliver?” I tell her, and she nods, holding her arms out for him. He goes to her, and she takes him upstairs while I turn Mrs. Daley’s wheelchair with my foot.

“Where is his brother?”

“The kid is a menace! He bit me like a savage!” she sneers.

“Where is the boy?” I snarl, and Liam glares at her before twisting his knife between his fingers in a warning.

“I would answer him. We don’t like child abusers. But you already know that,” Liam wams her, and she gulps.

“In the laundry room outside,” I growi, storming outside in search of it before finding it behind the shed. I could hear whimpering when I approached the wooden door. Pushing it open, I find another small boy inside a cage underneath the bench next to the washer. Anger courses through me as I bend down and snap the lock. He looks to be about Kimmy’s age, though he is freezing cold, and clearly bruised and battered.

“Did Mrs. Daley do this to you?” The boy shakes his head, moving to the back of the cage. “I won’t hurt you. I am here to help,” I tell him.

“My brother! Help my brother!” he whimpers, cringing away when I break the front door off and open the dog cage.

“Who put you in here? Did Katrina? I won’t hurt you, and I won’t let them hurt you.” I tell him while taking my jacket off. I drape it over his skinny frame, and he shakes his head.

“No, she tried to help me.”

“Who brought you out here, then? Daley couldn’t have. She wouldn’t have got down the back steps.”

“The Butcher did, Sir,” he says as he stares at my outstretched hand.

“Come on, you and your brother are coming home with me. I won’t hurt you, but I need you to come inside where it is warm. Liam is inside. You will like Liam, he is making pancakes,” I tell him. He hesitates before dropping his hand in mine, and I pull him from the small cage.

“How old are you?”

“Eight, Sir,” I nod before seeing his bare feet and scooping him up. I carry him inside before stepping into the kitchen.

ask, noticing

get more flour,” Liam

wrapping the surrounding blanket from the couch around him. I then

the place. Eventually, Katrina walks in just

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hair. The kids seem to like her, jumping

I stood up

are you?” she asks, looking at me nervously. She sniffs the air before baring her neck

there. I assume

head. “Mrs. Daley?”

spotting Logan by the fire, and her eyes widen. Oliver was sitting on his lap. She

won’t hurt them! I am not Daley!” she spits at me, and I

over and fusses over them. I sigh before walking to

she nods. Walking to the kitchen, I can hear

Liam asks, and I look at him

and opening the basement door. I

had been pushed down the stairs, her legs tangled in the wheelchair as she clawed at the

her. Reaching down, I grip her hair and yank her head back. “And you

up. Mrs. Daley’s screams echoed around the basement. Eventually, her screams cut out completely, her body bloody and lifeless, having skinned the bitch alive. Oh, how I loved hearing them scream. Although I could have gone without the erection it gave

stairs with a shrug. The rickety old steps

shoulder. She gives me a wary look and hesitates for a second, then hurries past me toward the small kitchen. I watch

standing by the basement door. He smirks, before letting her go and drying his hands on

you were taking.” Liam laughs. Katrina stares wide-eyed at me, turning my head to look

doll face,” he says, sending her a wink. I shake my head as he walks towards me when he stops

kidney if it meant he would get away from her. Probably

looks better on me anyway,” he says, chucking it

asks me when I turn to follow

out for a bit,” I tell her, following Liam back through the place. I stop when I pass Oliver and Logan,

I want you both to meet,” I tell them. Oliver

me, hugging his

take good care of you,” I tell him as he chews his lip while looking at his little brother. He nods, so I turn on my heel before walking outside. When I do, I am confronted with Alpha Dean and Alpha Brock, who must

coming behind Liam and stepping over

I help you? This isn’t your pack, and we were

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I checked, werewolves were lower on the food chain. So, I suggest you move along before you meet the real big bad wolf!” I snarl. Alpha Brock looks at Liam and me before focusing back on me

us that you would be showing up. If we had known, we would

If you will excuse me, I have a butcher who needs butchering,” I tell

are you here?” Alpha Brock

Alpha is. No wonder the pack is going broke. Not one brain cell between the two of them,” Liam says, and I

will be leaving with me when I return. Touch them and you will be hanging alongside Mrs. Daley in the

me directions to the butcher’s shop in town. It just so happened to be in the small town square, and we received a few

display fridge is out the front taking up half the store, but I can see a room out the back behind the till. Pushing through the hinged door beside the fridge display, I went out the back of the small store to the freezer room.

dressed in plaid pajama pants, his hair a mess and

would

his lovely floral apron while I grab one of the rubber ones

to Liam, who obeys, rubbing his hands

does, he runs, bolting out the door, but nothing a punch to the windpipe couldn’t fix. My fist connects with his Adams apple. He gasps, clutching his throat. I take a fistful of his hair and slam his head into the steel table. He drops to my

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