A/N: NOT EDITED. Hey all... if you're confused about last chapter - the end - go read His Forgotten Mate Chapter 38 - Chapter 40... that should clear up that chapter and make this one a bit easier to understand as well. A few of you said that Chelsea found the rings and violins too easily that they haven't even had any drama when it comes to finding them... and I guess I could see how you all see it that way but you have to remember that it probably seems that way because its in Unbroken, but they've been after those things since Unconditional. Yet even though she has them, she still has to find who the rightful people for those rings will be, the fifth ring was meant for her but she doens't know who the other four have to go to. There's still so much that have to do before the process is complete, this was a tiny hurdle in my mind.

So... I will say that a few people last chapter have guessed right about the five children business.... I'm just not telling who was right, anyways enjoy and don't forget to vote if you like the story :)

Chapter 31 – Gabriel POV



I wasn’t intentionally withholding the information from Chelsea, well not about what was currently going on back home. I had many things going on back there, my hotels were opening, which Logan had his pack handling in my absence. Keeping tabs on Pat Lawson was the only logical next step after how his children died. The department had ruled their car blowing up an accident, the excess fire and heat explained by the three gallons of fuel that Grant had purchased after checking his records. Records that I had Remy forge. Now with this house blowing up, everything pointed to Sarah leaving the stove on, the gas from the oven as well and after sometime the fire caught in the kitchen, quickly spreading to the ceiling, and after forty minutes all of Ben and Oakley’s DNA had been incinerated. Chelsea was right though, we couldn’t continue to handle our problems leaving a trail like this, but with the little time frame that Logan’s crew had, I was quite impressed with their quick thinking.



Heading out to Hector Hellmann, Lux followed me, he is her perfect match, great fighter – excellent in human form and wolf… just isn’t a cold hard killer, he is a good match for her, he thought making no attempt to hide his thoughts.



“She killed Leo,” I said with no follow up, but he stopped walking quickly falling back into step, “Good,” Lux grunted entering the drivers side of the car and speeding the mile to meet the kid.



“Can you believe the nerve of these people,” I said out loud, “Chelsea took his wolf away,” I muttered, and was met with a crying child. Not much of a child to be honest, when I was his age I didn’t cry about anything anymore, I was a man, men didn’t cry.



“What do you want?” I asked coldly, my green eyes hard and face uncaring, watching his tears fall, “We need the Luna, my dad and sister, they – they,” he hiccupped, but I just frowned, “You’re father and sister are dying and in need of aid, and they sent you – you can’t even finish that sentence,” I pointed out and could feel Lux pretty much gaping at me. Eyeing Lux from the side, I shrugged, “What? It’s true.”



“I need the Luna and she sent yo-” Hector snapped back wiping at his tears; his utter disrespect caused my arm to lift and knock him down before he could finish that sentence, “your family needs to learn respect as well as your place. You could need my mate until you’re blue in the face, but disrespect towards her or I, will get you nothing and nowhere,” my jaw clenched in anger. “Where is your family?” I asked the little punk on the ground, going to the car so we could follow him, driving another mile before we stopped at what was the makeshift hospital, in the hotel like structure where the rest of the people we brought were currently staying. Chelsea’s father had done and excellent job in setting this island up, the size alone could hold up to 2,000 people comfortably up to 5,000 if needed. Single-family homes, the hotel type setup currently housing a good portion of the people we brought.



You could tell that he had thought of Chelsea when building the home we currently resided in, there was our place, which had eight separate quarters currently given to Nora, Greta and Zeke, Nonno and Nona, Violet and Lukas, James and his daughter Sophia, Jamie and his mate Giovanni, Jack and McKenna and finally Remington and Victor, along with their two children; they weren't back together as far as I knew, but were living together. We were on the opposite side of the island, sharing a small private beach area but still able to access the others. Everyone that was already here were clustered together nearly a mile out from the area we were.



Shaking my head, I focused back on following Lux to where he was leading me, a small-pebbled path, entering a room, only to find the Hellmanns, Rykos, and a few older individuals in a room while Greg Hellmann and his daughter were groaning on the ground. Mrs. Hellmann glanced up from her daughter and husband on the ground, her eyes glassy, tear tracks on her face, the relief in my entrance was highly noticeable. One thing I noticed above all was that Marlon and Leland weren’t here, listening I could tell that they were each home with their families. I smirked at Teresa Hellmann, the other around visibly worried about the two individuals on the floor, shaking, groaning and writhing around. Listening to their heartbeats, the erratic beats weakening, I snorted smiling at Teresa, resting back against the wall.



The others murmuring around me, waiting to see how I will help these two, other wondering when Chelsea will show up, when the Chosen One will save these two individual from a painful death. I scoffed, “You were calling my mate, Mrs. Hellmann?”



“Yes, my husband and child are ill-”



“I suspect that they are suffering from being bitten and the poison from that bite is doing to them what it does to anyone whom has been bitten by someone unable to change a human into a shifter. Their symptoms – the obvious ones – are fever, pale skin, weakness, they both have a weakened pulse and the blood they are spitting up, plus the seeping from their nail beds, eyes, ears…” I fingered towards the two Hellmanns on the ground, watching as Teresa’s face flushed, her eyes darkened, who does he think he is? She thought.



Still not wanting to give away that Chelsea and I were able to hear them, I kept my face blank, “Chelsea took away their wolves and you thought yourself the Alpha Female here and decided to bite them, and you want Chelsea to what? Fix your mistake?” the people in the room all gazed at me, flickering their eyes back and forth between Teresa and I. “You went against what the Luna wanted and you want her to fix your mistake… These two people could have lived two long lives as humans, and maybe then the Luna would have changed her mind changing them back,” I shrugged sweetening the pot despite knowing Chelsea would have never changed them back.



“As for the rest of you in here, I’d probably leave, since when they finally begin to lose their mental lucidity they’ll bite you all without a second thought,” I chuckled, turning back to Teresa, “As for you, you are going to kill them before they can hurt anyone, if not, I’m going to burn you alive Mrs. Hellmann,” I held my hand out, watching the slow burn of fire lift from my palms turning back to her, I eyed her face, the color draining, and the fear rolling off her body, the flame reflected in her glassy eyes.



One by one I watched as the people that were crowding the room left without meeting her eyes, apologizing under their breathes, the Claudia Rykos was drug out by her parents, leaving Theo Rykos holding Jenny Hellmann – his mate. Hector was standing next to his brother Owen, their mother on the ground between Lynn and Greg, weeping. Just wouldn’t listen to me, now everyone is going to look down on us, the thought caught my attention, I continued listening, how am I supposed to get close to the Luna when she won’t be able to trust my family? Keeping my head down I listened to the thoughts, narrowing it down to Jax Hellmann, I wanted to believe that this could be completely unrelated, his name and the name of Chelsea’s half brother Jaxon, especially since I couldn’t place Jax Hellmann but I was starting to learn that nothing was coincidental these days and we should always keep our guards up.



“I’m so sorry-” Teresa continued mumbling on the ground, weeping, Gabriel you need to come to the beach – the one near Rainella and Chris’ place – right now! Chelsea is attacking a human man, Nonno shouted in my head. Stiffening I opened up my mind, taking in the scene, “If they kill anyone, your death will be right after theirs,” I barked at Teresa, putting a hand on Lux, I teleported us to that beach, the scene chaotic. Nonno, Violet and Lukas were holding back Logan, from attacking the man, his two young men were hitting Chelsea, and Rainy was naked, whimpering, her mate – Chris – holding her completely unclothed on the sand.

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Chelsea POV

Family. I never had the right mentality for it, wondering where I fit in, if I was meant to fit in and then I saw the pictures Leo would use to train me. I had hit that age where I knew that the similarities probably meant that they were related to me, then the added words pointed it right out until I ended up with Jason. Then family took on a new meaning, and I could distinctly categorize individuals into two groups. The first was family that I wouldn’t be able to put up with, or see for any period of time, the memories associated with them so thoroughly ingrained couldn’t be changed and I had suffered enough. That group included my biological father and half siblings – Ames, Madeline, Maggie, Jayda and Jaxon. The second group, I decided could be people I thought of as family, Jack, Dad, Casey… the people you aren’t given but choose to welcome into your heart.



Then I met Gabriel and the word family took on a whole new meaning, for the most part I had only seen Jack and Casey interacting with each other as siblings and it was a new discovery for me at the time. Then Gabriel brought in more and I realized that not all siblings actually care for their family, they don’t want happiness for them unconditionally like I had witnessed with Jack and Casey. It was boldly apparent when Gabriel’s sister Scarlet helped kidnap me, her brothers own mate. Once again though the word family took on a whole new meaning when I met my cousin Angel – witnessed her giving birth to her children, the confusion and hurt she endured – the love she had in her heart to give despite all the troubles she had faced in life was astounding.



Finally I learnt of Rainy, another cousin from my fathers’ side of the family and her life – what she and those poor helpless babies had suffered at the hands of another deranged man like Leo, only worse than Leo. My blood boiled and my stomach twisted when I even so much as listened to her thoughts sometimes, or those of her children. I had wanted to go meet them sooner, offer anything I could for them when we all first got here, then I got busy and distracted, but I consistently heard their thoughts – knew the struggle they faced each and everyday. The nightmares that kept most children awake most nights, the sleeplessness, the help they have with them, the heartache when one child says something so small, their voice so innocent that even the therapists here need to take a moment away and collect themselves.



Hearing a child no older than eight years old, think and believe that the abuse they suffered was done to them, because they were bad and deserved it, broke me, ate away at me. Yet each day I woke up, even after I told myself to go see them, I couldn’t, but it wasn’t because I couldn’t face them, it was more a fact of what I was facing myself. Their memories bringing out my own, the beatings, his tools – whips, paddles, chunks of wood, knives – the feeling so real that if I didn’t have a handle on where I was, and who I was with, I’d believe I was right back in that hole where he tortured me. So I stayed away, waiting until I was at a better place but I listened in, and what I heard now was one thing, what truly did away at me now was something I had never felt before. I could literally feel, experience the terror Rainy was enduring, my body locking down, going rigid as I stepped away from her thoughts in my own mind, which helped release the hold I was feeling.



‘You aren’t old enough to go out on a date, you’re only thirteen years old honey,’ an older man said, the voice sickening and kind but for the listener there was only disbelief, fear, shock even. At that moment when I heard it, nothing else mattered, concentrating I went back in, knowing that it was coming from Rainy, wondering what brought this – this thought – panic on? ‘There’ll be more dances sweetheart,’ the sweetness and caring in the voice reminded me of Jason, the absolute love I heard didn’t go with the utter disgust I felt in the pit of my stomach, the turning, my mouth filling with excess spittle. Blinking, I see it, the past colliding devastatingly with the present, the anger and terror rendering her thoughts, flashes that I don’t want to see, that I wish I could take away if she’d let me hit me image after image. So much so that I pull my thoughts from her own, I close my eyes not wanting more images lingering in my own mind, I need to know for sure and once I do, I’m there. I’m on that beach and I’m watching Brian Simeon – human – and his wife Jasmine – her scent tells me she’s not human but she isn’t a shifter either – strolling along that beach, his twenty–one year old daughter Hope and two sons Fabian and Shane, one older than the other I think absentmindedly.



I read the file – dad had brought this vile man here, protecting his life not knowing that this man was not a true man at all, a predator preying. I have the whole scene in front of me; the sun down and different pit fires are blazing. I see Greta and Zeke conversing with Nonno and Nona; Violet and Lukas are near them, as well. I spot Rainy rather quickly, not in human form, in her silver wolf, the island inhabitants whispering about her. I continue to listen to the thoughts of those around me, topolino? Nonno reaches out to me, my appearance off-putting – worrisome. Ignoring him doesn’t help, “Let me go to her,” Nonno says, the three around him give responses acknowledging his words.



I barely register it but when I do I realize I can’t kill this human – animal, his mind sick, his desires worse than any feral wolf – with the children here on the beach. Other families strolling, sitting, just enjoying the night air, blindly unaware that this man once wreaked havoc – once physical, mental and now emotional – on poor innocent children. Each laugh a blow to Rainy, who is frozen her whole self, shaking in one spot. I see it, Nonno tries to reach me with his eyes, when that doesn’t work however he follows my gaze, is – what is wrong? He sends out to me but I can’t answer him, because the man in my sights, he destroyed my cousin and her children.



Brian doesn’t see me coming, but once Rainy shifts to her human form, Chris follows; I feel the grains below me scratch the bottom of my feet, rough, still warm after the hot ray from earlier, shouting – from behind me rings and echo’s around me, but I’ve found my target and my speed increases, until I’m head to head, my fist clenched and making contact with his ribs.



The break is heard, but I’m already pulling back to hit him again. I wasn’t going to kill him, but I was surely making sure he was feeling the pain; vibrating in anger my fists collided with his shoulder, the snap the only thing I hear clearly, the uproar around me just white noise at the moment. My hand lunges forward for his and I’m just about to snap his wrist when I’m taken off guard from my side, a blow throwing me down to my right side, a foot strikes my left and the blow takes my breath away, as I pant but I’m not completed, fast than the owner of the foot can kick me again, I reach out holding tightly to their toe bones, sand gritty against my palm, goes straight to the heel bone, squeezing I hear the crunch before quickly throwing my hands in different directions snapping the bone, knowing that I had snapped the tendons belonging to that foot. Moving swiftly I take hold of the same foot, my hands reaching up aiming to fracture their fibula.



Before I can attempt to break anything, the owner of the foot is no longer above me – Fabian I see after – is replaced by a red faced mate. Gabriel. Slowly the red haze tinting my vision clears, my wolves calm, he lifts me to my feet and I see the scene around me has changed. Questioning eyes, parents with their younger children are moving away from the scene, older individuals are keeping watch, and from the bushes more people are coming to see what has happened. I take a moment pulling my eyes from Gabriel’s a fleeting gaze at everyone here, all the people that I wanted to take time to get to know. People that I would have to pick to participate in the absorption are now seeing me for the first time, beating mercilessly on a human man – one that was innocent as far as they knew.



“Daddy?” – “Brian?” – “Call Marlon – call Marlon,” the Simeons’ all shouting simultaneously, “I can’t move it – don’t touch it, ohhh – god – ahh – my foot,” Fabian cries, his family frantically moving between him and his father. She was never this troublesome back when I trained her, Lux thought observing me, just before calling Marlon and Leland. “Chelsea what-”



“I’m going to kill him,” I gritted between my teeth the shifters with enhanced hearing gasp, some at the blatant disregard for life, others for confirmation that I was intending to do that, how safe are we if she’s killing people? Someone asked another or themselves but either way I didn’t care. Those same words made the Simeons bring on more flare to their cries and outburst, tending to this – this monster. For a quick moment, against my own will to forget I think of Rainy, and then the image of this piece of waste with Kayla. I’m not sure what it is that makes him understand if it was what I thought of, or if it was Rainy, “D – don’t – don’t kill – kill him, he – he has to – has to tell – tell them – them f-f-first,” her words whispered, no human could hear them but I drew my eyes from the sad form on the ground suffering – but not enough in my book – over to Rainy. Her words, he can’t just die, can’t just die. A shirt reaching her mid thigh now covers Rainy’s shaking form; Logan who I didn’t even see when I got here was struggling against Lukas, Nonno and Violet. But just as with me I can see that his ire is cooled – tempered down by Rainy’s plea.



Coming from the bushes Marlon and Leland come with supplies handy, the same used when we searched for Oakley, “No, don’t help Brian,” I say clearly everyone listening, “What – what are you talking about? You – he’s in pain – you caused him,” Hope says shouting at me, a low growl from everyone makes her flinch back. They might not agree with whatever was going on – going to happen – but I was their superior, Alpha Female and that meant respect.



One sharp nod both Marlon and Leland went to Fabian, “Lux do you have a holding cell?” his face whipped to mine questions in his eyes but he doesn’t ask them, “No, but we have the animal cages that he could fit it,” he answered all business. My eyes went to Rainy’s the deepest, blackest sorrow swirled in pools of blue, met green understanding, flickering to the animal on the floor and back to her I answered, “Lux that will do and I want everyone here over the age of 18 in the next twenty minutes.”



I wasn’t paying attention to anyone but Rainy, until I heard, “You – you – will help my husband!” Jasmine says her voice rising and dropping all in that sentence, pointing between Marlon and Leland. “Daddy, it’s okay mom will get them to help you,” she cried, big fat tears falling down her face, and I couldn’t even feel sorry for her, he was a monster of the worst kind.



When she glances up and sees me watching her, her eyes turn pleading, “He didn’t do anything, you – you just attacked him – he deserves care-”



“He deserves to be chopped into tiny little pieces while he’s still alive so that his death is as painful as possible. I won’t have Marlon and Leland wasting time on him when he’s going to die anyways,” I answer coldly, “Do – do you know who that man is you’re crying over?” I asked her knowing she didn’t, she wouldn’t possibly be crying – her heart racing and thoughts confused – over this man if she did.



She lifted her chin in defiance, behind her all I can see is Rainy being embraced by her mate, “It’s okay, you’re safe,” he whispered over and over, barely holding the reigns of his anger inside him but for his mate, he couldn’t react the way he wanted too, “babe – babe,” a tall lanky man approached with a small child in his arms from lower down the way on the beach, panting, “What – what they hell happened here?” he says holding the young child tightly against his body when she begins to struggle to be let down, his gaze bouncing back between Fabian and Brian – who had seemingly pasted out. Until he followed Hopes eyes to mine, “You want to know who he is, he’s my father and the nicest most caring man I’ve ever met, he’s a provider and is always ready to give out a helping hand. He’s a husband and a good one, he’s a grandfather and – and-”



“And when you were thirteen years old, your mother said that you couldn’t go to the dance with the boy that asked you – you, because he was older and you were still young. You whined, you said that he wasn’t being fair and that neither was your mother… he laughed, chuckled twice actually and said, that there would always be other dances sweetheart. You whined some more and said that why is it important that he’s older if it’s only by two years. You said you hated how they treated you like a baby, and he said – said you’d always be his b-baby girl. He was just protecting you from things that you were too young to understand, you were still angry but you handed the phone off to your mother, he told her how much he loved her and that he would be home soon,” Rainy interrupted shaky, Hope turning to see who was speaking her eyes wide in confusion, as was everyone else in that family.



“Do you want to know how I know all that Hope? How I know that he protected you?” Rainy asked her voice void of any emotion, but her face, the downturn of her lips, thin and shaking, the ends of her hair were turning purple, a light lavender right before my eyes. Gabriel pulled me against him protectively away from Rainy.



“Huh… you want to know?” the coldness still there, “I heard him having that conversation right after he raped me when I was younger than you.”

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