Chapter seventy five
(Matthew's POV)
Where is she? Where did she go? Where did they take her?
"Baby, are you okay? Move your head if you can hear me?"
My mother's voice filters into my ears but it sounds far away so I don't pay attention to it.
'I need to find my mate.' The words are like a chant in my head as I try to stand on shaky legs.
The person cradling my sore wounded body tries to keep me in place, causing me to growl and snap my teeth at them.
They gasp and yell my name in shocked indignation, "Matthew!"
Mother?
I shake the thought away as I manage to stand on wobbly feet. The world is spinning and breathing is painful but I manage to get my bearings after standing in place for a few seconds.
The fighting in the room is down to a standstill and the once elegant bedroom is now in shambles.
The sadist, Eric, is on the floor, unconscious while Michael is now beside a panting Rob, glaring up at John who gives them a disdainful look before meeting my stare.