Hagen, Lynn - Murphy's Madness [Brac Pack 15] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (14 page)

Maverick came through the kitchen door with a woman struggling in his hands. The Alpha had her hands pinned behind her back with just one of his.

Oliver felt like a tsunami of hatred had invaded his body. Seeing the one who had tried to take an innocent man’s life, his friend’s life, made him act on primal and raw instinct.

He shot across the kitchen, cocked his arm back, and flew into her with the hardest punch he had ever landed in his life. His entire body slammed into her as he unleashed such fury that Satan would cower at his feet.

“No.” Micah grabbed him around the waist and pulled him back.

Oliver kicked, wiggled around, squirmed, and fought to free himself. He didn’t care at this particular moment that it was his mate holding him. He wanted her dead.

Micah pulled at him, and Oliver used his mate’s body as leverage as he swung his entire right leg up, landing the steel-toe edge right under her chin. Her body snapped back at the impact. Oliver fought to free himself so he could give to her everything she had given to Murphy. “You fucking bitch, he didn’t do anything to you!”

“Get him out of here.” Maverick shouted the command at Micah.

“You!” Oliver pushed his mate off of him and pointed up at Maverick with such untapped fury that he felt his entire body heat with rage. “You didn’t even believe him. He tried to tell you guys, but you were more interested in locking his crazy ass away!”

“Oliver!” Micah yelled at him.

“No, mate. Hell fucking no.” Oliver spun around as his finger pointed to every man in the room. “No one believed him. Not one of you had a shadow of a doubt that maybe he was telling the truth. Well, I did!” Oliver shouted as his body shook with rage. “Murphy had no one backing him on this. Do you have any idea how that feels? Well, I do! Fuck
all
of you.” Oliver yanked his arm away from Micah and ran from the kitchen. He knew exactly what it was like to give your trust to someone and then they betray you. He was living, breathing proof that the most sacred trust could be broken.

Oliver raced up the stairs and slammed the exam room doors open, he scrubbed vigorously until his skin felt as though it was going to peel away from his body.

He grabbed a gown and mask and quickly adorned them. He held his hands up in front of him as he pushed his back into the door and entered the operating room.

“What do you want me to do?”

* * * *

Murphy groaned as he slowly came back to life. His entire body felt as though he was drug over hot coals and then was spit out of an elephant’s ass. What the hell happened to him? Did a shelf of books fall over onto him? It sure as shit felt like it.

“He’s waking up.” A voice from far, far away spoke as Murphy tried harder to clear the fog in his mind.

Murphy turned his head, only to have the pain rip through him. He cried out as his hand went to his neck. He could feel the gauze covering it. He blinked a few times until the room came into focus, and that’s when everything came crashing back to his mind.

“Maribel,” he sobbed.

“Hush,
rebenka
. She’s been taken care of.” Murphy turned to that smooth-as-whiskey voice. A voice that once held his hopes and dreams of finally having a happy life.

“You believe me?”

Ludo hung his head as his shoulders sagged. He gave a slight nod at the question. “I’m so sorry, love.”

“Not as sorry as my body. It feels like the ambulance ran me over before they put me on a stretcher.” He tried to laugh, but it hurt too damn bad.

“We’ll leave you two alone.”

Murphy looked across the room to see Oliver and Nicholas stand.

“Hey, come.” He smiled at Oliver.

“I can go get that collar,” the mate teased, but his eyes told Murphy that he had been crying.

Murphy held his hand out, Oliver reaching out and grabbing it. “Thank you for believing me when no one else would.”

Oliver blushed and then shrugged. “We mates have to stick together against these thick-headed warriors.” Oliver leaned down and whispered close to his ear, “Don’t be too hard on him. She made it look so damn convincing.”

Murphy squeezed his hand then released it. He didn’t care how convincing Maribel made it look. A mate believed him. Why couldn’t his own damn wolf have his back?

“We’ll shoot some pool when you’re feeling up to it,” Oliver said as he walked back over to Nicholas.

“You’re on.” He winked at the mate who he would be forever indebted to.

Murphy stared at the door long after the two had left. He could feel Ludo staring at him, but he couldn’t look into those beautiful black eyes, the gorgeous face, or hear that voice that had broken his heart.

Ludo had been convinced he was crazy without even giving him a chance. His own damn mate had been ready to drug him and send him to shock therapy. How can someone get over that?

“If it takes me the next seven hundred years, I will make this up to you.” His mate spoke from somewhere beside him.

Murphy closed his eyes, swallowing a few times as he felt all the pain and anger slowly burning inside of him. “I doubt you can.” Murphy wiped away the tears that started to trickle down the side of his face.

* * * *

Four months later…

Murphy laughed as he batted Oliver’s hands away. “If you don’t back away and stop mothering me, I’m going to get up and kick your ass, fart brain.”

“Don’t get snippy with me.” Oliver pouted and then smiled at him. “I’ll pierce your damn lip while you’re asleep if you keep it up.”

“Then stop being a mother hen,” Murphy teased his best friend as he quickly wheeled away from Oliver before he tried to grab the handles again.

Murphy situated the chair onto the lift Maverick had installed. He sat there looking over the foyer as the lift glided up the wall, stopping at the top of the steps.

He wheeled his way to his bedroom, seeking out his dark and lovely wolf.

“Hey,
rebenka
.” Ludo kissed his temple then stepped aside as Murphy maneuvered his chair into the bathroom.

“I’m ready for my bath.” Murphy wiggled his eyebrows.

“Horn dog.” Ludo chuckled as he set the brakes on Murphy’s chair and helped him up.

“You just wait until my legs are stronger. I’ll show you what a real horn dog is really like.”

Ludo grinned from ear to ear. “That’s my
rebenka
. The doc says you’ll be walking in no time.”

“And when I do, I’m chasing your henchman ass down for making me miss two months of soaps.” Murphy pulled his shirt over his head. “I told you Derek would forgive her dumb ass.”

Ludo chuckled. “Marla is such a slut.”

“And you know it.” Murphy waited as Ludo stripped him the rest of the way down. He had forgiven his mate. But it had been a long and hard road to get to the point where he let Ludo back into his heart.

His mate had fallen into a deep depression that was slowly killing him. Ludo wouldn’t eat, sleep, or patrol with the guilt that ate away at him.

The only time he did get out of bed was whenever Murphy needed help. Ludo was at his side in seconds, doing everything in his power to help Murphy.

He had been bitter toward his mate for the first two months, lashing out at him at every turn. Nobody blamed him, and Murphy didn’t give a rat’s ass if they did.

The forgiveness came when he watched a once strong and vibrant man dwindle down to a skeleton right before his eyes.

Ludo had given up and was allowing himself to slowly die.

Murphy had finally reached out to him one night, and Ludo curled up into his arms and cried the entire night. Murphy held him close and knew that he couldn’t live without his dark and lovely wolf.

He had a choice to make. He could either be bitter and resentful for the rest of his life, or find it in his heart to forgive him and finally find the happiness they both so desperately wanted.

Murphy chose to set the bitterness aside and enjoy the second chance he had been given with his mate at his side.

Murphy had realized something that night. Even if Ludo did believe him, who could have guessed Maribel was in a damn tree with a sniper rifle? And if Ludo had believed him, Murphy had no doubt that she still would have found a way to try and kill him.

The bullet had done some damage, but with the wolf DNA from Ludo coursing through him, he would be walking again soon according to the wolf physician and Nicholas.

He knew it was true. His legs were already regaining their strength. He used the chair when he wanted to wander around. They weren’t quite strong enough yet to carry him through the Den.

They still hadn’t figured out how someone kidnapped Melonee from under their noses and who had taken her. This untied thread had Maverick always running to check on her.

And little miss Cindernightmare? Murphy was still ticked that they hadn’t killed her crazy ass. He wasn’t one to promote violence, but the bitch needed to be put down. Maverick refused to tell him where she was. The Alpha said she was being taken care of. Murphy let it go. He had the love of his life to keep him smiling. He wasn’t going to waste another thought on her psychotic ass.

“Come.” Ludo held his hand out to Murphy.

“Smart-ass.” Murphy batted his hand away. “Come.” He chuckled as he grabbed his erect cock. “Because lord knows I want to.”

Ludo chuckled as he ran his knuckles over Murphy’s weeping cock. “Are you always this horny?”

Murphy grinned. “Nope, I have Sundays off.”

* * * *

Maribel pulled at the cuffs she was shackled to. With the minuscule amount of silver laced through it, there was no way she could shift.

Murphy had ruined everything. Ruined all of her best laid plans, but she wasn’t angry about that. No, she knew she would escape, gain her freedom, and make Murphy pay for being such an idiot and living.

Maribel pulled at the shackles that chained her to the wall in the catacombs of tunnels Maverick had dragged her to.

She would escape. It was only a matter of time.

THE END

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