Saving Sarah (20 page)

“I’m so happy for you, Ev.”

“I’m happy for you, too, Sarah. You’re mates are good, and they’re going to take great care of you. Trust me when I tell you this. Don’t hold anything back when it comes to loving them. I know you’ve been hurt, but give them your entire heart because I can tell they’re giving you theirs.”

“I will,” Sarah whispered. Her chest tightened while she thought over Ev’s words. She looked at the men staring at her adoringly, and she couldn’t comprehend how everything had come together. The pull had saved her. Without Gavin or Devon, she’d probably still be doing Bets, and where would that have gotten her? Fuck, she sure as hell didn’t want to think about that.

Evelyn hugged her, and they walked back to the waiting men. The band was already starting to play. The outdoor reception was in full swing. Darkness was settling in, and lights decorating the large tent twinkled beautifully. Sarah sighed happily and thought someday she’d love to have something like this.

* * * *

Devon watched Evelyn lead Sarah away from the reception and toward the house. Something about going to powder their noses, but he still couldn’t get a grip on the uneasiness of letting her go anywhere without him. Gavin’s hand slapped across his back, and he turned in his direction.

“So, when are we going to tell her? You know she’s going to find out soon enough, anyway.”

“You haven’t told her yet?” Stephen leaned closer to them, drawing Brandon’s attention.

“No, I haven’t told her she’s pregnant yet.”

“Whoa, what?” Brandon said, stepping closer.

“Hell, come on, guys. I just found out three days ago myself. I needed time to process everything.”

Devon ran his fingers through his hair. He hated not knowing how Sarah was going to react to the news. Would she be happy, scared, angry, or would she be full of regrets. Shit, if it wasn’t for Gavin, he’d already have driven himself insane with worry.

“Well, how do you think she’s going to take it?”

He looked at Stephen and looked toward his mate walking in the front door. “If I knew, I probably would have already told her.”

 
Gavin gripped his shoulder, and he felt reassured. The sound of music and laughter floated around him, and he couldn’t wait to leave. He needed to tell Sarah and do it tonight, as soon as they returned to the comforts of her apartment.

* * * *

Sarah stopped while Evelyn began talking to one of Nicole’s friends, Tara. She excused herself, heading to the bathroom Ev pointed out to her. The need to collect her thoughts and find a quiet space drove her to the safety of the blue decorated room.

Shutting the door, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Blonde waves hung over her shoulders, covering the majority of her pastel blue dress. She’d had no idea what to wear, but the dress was loose, yet still showed her curves. The square neckline brought out the creaminess of her skin, skin that looked paler than usual, she noticed.

The more Sarah took in her reflection, the more confusion she felt. Something was off, and she couldn’t figure out if it was with her appearance or her mood. She rested her palms along the sink and bowed her head, breathing in deeply. Just a few more hours and they could go home. She truly was happy for Nicole, but lately she couldn’t get her thoughts in order. The need to lock herself in her home and stay protected left her shaken. What she was protecting she wasn’t sure.

The sound of the door knob turning had her opening her eyes. At the light blue gaze, her heart dropped. Sarah walked slowly back, not sure what to do. She opened her mouth to scream, but a hand quickly clamped around her mouth.

“Did you miss me? God, I sure did miss you.”

Tom inhaled deeply, running his face against her neck. She screamed against his fingers as her adrenaline kicked in. His hand tightened over her mouth while he crushed her body into his.

“Now, none of that. I’m just taking you to your new home. Don’t you want to go home with me, Sarah?”

Shaking her head back and forth frantically, she tried fighting him off, but it was like trying to move a brick wall. She didn’t know what to do. What was he planning? Did he just expect to walk her out of the front door and take her away? There were way too many people here. He’d never escape.

She felt her body go calm, and his grip loosen. A knock on the door had his hand growing so tight, she could feel her teeth cutting into her lip. The taste of blood on her tongue nearly made her gag.

“Sarah, it’s me. Open the door. You’ve been in there for a few minutes already. Did you fall in?”

“Tell her you’re fine and that you’ll be out in a minute. If you don’t, you’ll regret it.”

The hand eased from her mouth, and she took a shuddering breath. If she didn’t do something now, there was no telling what would happen. Sarah opened her mouth and let out the beginnings of the loudest scream she could create. The hand clamped back over her mouth, and Tom swung open the bathroom door, exposing a stunned Evelyn.

The moment her friend bolted, she’d never felt more relief. Sarah could feel herself being pulled farther into the house. Yells were erupting from the living room area, but the sound drifted away as Tom opened a back door and pulled her through.

“That was really stupid. Do you know that? It’s okay though. You’ll pay for that when we get home.”

Sarah twisted frantically, jerking against his iron grip. She’d never been happier to be wearing stilettos. Bringing her foot up, she lunged back, catching his shin with the spike. He let out a howl and slowed, but still didn’t let go of her.

Tom’s fingers weaved in the back of her hair, giving a painful tug, but with her adrenaline in full swing, she hardly felt it. “You keep fighting me and I’ll make your change a very painful one. It’s going to hurt anyway, but I can extend the agony for hours if I want to.”

A car came into view along the lining of trees. Fear like she’d never felt before took over every space in her body. She couldn’t let him get to that car. If he did, she’d never see her men again. Some part of her knew that.

“Sarah!”

A combination of people and wolves poured out of the house and around the side. Devon and Gavin rushed forward, followed by Stephen, Ayden, Trevor, and people she’d never seen before. Devon’s words regarding the pack refreshed in her memory. Pack always stuck together, and to them, Sarah was pack.

“Don’t come any closer. She’s mine.”

Devon raised his hands, easing forward. “Listen to me, Tom. Sarah can’t be yours. Do me a favor and really smell her. I know you’ll be able to pick up on it if you try hard.”

Tom hissed at him. “I already know you both marked her. I don’t need to smell her. It might be painful for her, but she can still be changed.”

“Not the mark, just please, just smell her. I know you don’t want to do this.”

The grip around her tightened as Tom leaned into her neck. He kept his face buried against her skin for what felt like forever. As his tongue traced down her ear, she gagged in his arms. The sound of Tom spitting caused her to try to turn to see him, but he held her tighter. What in the hell was he doing?

“Ugh, you ruined her!”

The anger laced in his voice made Sarah’s whole body shake. Her gaze connected with Devon’s and then Gavin’s. She had no idea what was going on, but whatever it was wasn’t good. Tom’s fingers gripped her hair, snapping her head back. The scream got trapped in her throat as his fangs sank into her neck.

Both Gavin and Devon raced forward, their bodies noticeably shaking. She knew they were about to shift. She could feel it down to her very bones. At that moment, she should have been scared, but she wasn’t. She wanted them to change, wanted them to save her from the psycho who held her against her will.

Wolves raced forward from all angles, and suddenly Channing was there, right next to her. Her eyes locked on him, and before she could process what was going on a snap filled her ears, and she was falling. Gavin caught her just in the nick of time. Wolves jumped on Tom’s fallen body, and Gavin quickly buried her face in his chest. The realization that the sound had been Tom’s neck made stars dance in Sarah’s vision.

“Wait, she’s still bleeding.” Channing came up to them. “Please allow me to make the wounds disappear. It’s the least I can do. I am so sorry I didn’t stop him before this happened.”

“Sarah, baby, tilt your neck to the side and let Channing stop the bleeding. He won’t hurt you. I promise.”

She nodded at Gavin and did as he said. Channing’s tongue was cold as it traced up her neck. The throbbing disappeared on contact. He bowed to both of her men and walked off with only three departing words. “See you around.”

Dazed, she could feel herself being pulled inside and laid down on a bed. She couldn’t think. Sarah’s hand pressed against her stomach to hold in what little food she’d been able to eat earlier. Devon and Gavin surrounded her, along with Evelyn, Nicole, and their men.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know how he managed to get on the ranch.”Ayden wedged his way to the bed while Devon pressed a wet rag against her head. “I’m sorry, Sarah. Truly, I am.”

“Don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault.” She could barely get the words out of her mouth to assure their alpha.

He leaned forward, past Devon, and looked at her strangely before closing his eyes. As Ayden breathed in deeply, his head lowered and he began shaking his head. The pain that raced through his features as he lifted his gaze to hers made Sarah’s stomach flip even worse.

“Does she know?” Ayden whispered.

“I planned to tell her tonight,” Devon said, shakily.

“Tell me what?” Sarah’s heart pounded against her chest. What in the hell was everyone talking about? Tom’s words rushed though her mind. He had said something about her being ruined. What did he mean by that?

“God, if something would have happened…” Ayden stood and took a step back. “Do you think we should get her to a hospital, just to make sure everything’s okay?”

“If someone doesn’t tell me what’s going on, I’m going to be pissed.” She sat up slowly, removing Gavin’s arm.

Silence settled through the room while everyone stared at her. Ayden slowly made them all leave until just he and her men remained. When no one said anything, she started to get off the bed, ready to do battle if they didn’t start talking.

“No, Sarah, relax.” Devon placed his hands gently on her arms. “Honey, I meant to tell you this tonight, but I guess you better know now.”

“You’re damn right I want to know now. What is going on? I’m dying? Do I have some terminal illness or something? If Tom already knew about the mark then how in the hell am I ruined? Tell me! I can handle it.”

“You’re…pregnant, Sarah.”

The air left her lungs as her hand flew to her stomach. Every emotion she could think of flooded her at once. What if Channing hadn’t arrived or Gavin hadn’t made it to her? What if she wouldn’t have screamed, warning Evelyn?

Tears traced down her cheeks, for the first time since Tom had barged in on her. “We’re going to have a baby?” The words came out barely above a whisper, and she didn’t even wait for his answer. The happiness that swelled in her chest caused her to launch herself into Devon’s arms.

“You’re okay with this?”

The uneasiness in his voice made her look up. “Yes, of course. Are you okay with it? I’m sorry. I should have asked you.”

“Yes, of course. I love you, Sarah.” His lips crushed against hers, and the door opening broke them apart. She quickly made her way to Gavin.

“How are you with the news?”

“I couldn’t be happier. We’re all going to have a baby. What could be better than that!” Gavin’s large arms encircled her, and Evelyn’s squealing in the background caused her to jump. Laughter echoed out around them.