"Don't let her go." Is all she said.
She must know, that I have my enemies. I had forever dreamed of the day I would get to see my mate, that dream faded as I became hard in the heart from all the killing I had to do. I go and look at her sleeping face, lifted the blanket's and cuddled right into heaven.
I woke up at some point, and found her to be purring. She was being cute, and sexy. I looked at her, and noticed the bruises where barely there. I touched her face lightly, and she flinched. I whimpered, and she put my hand on her cheek.
Quelling the urge to kiss her, I get out of bed. "Are you hungry?" She nodded her head, and I smiled. She seemed so frail, and fragile.
Getting to the kitchen I make two omelets, six slices of bacon, four pancakes, and four pieces of toast. I make up two glasses of orange juice, and put them on a tray to take up to the room. I slightly knock, and pushed open the door. I growled, there she was in my shirt. It was hanging on her, but it made me feel possessive.
"Your so beautiful." I slide my gaze possessively over her body.
She blushes a bright pink, and twists her hands. "No I'm not." She whispers.
I lay the tray's down and captured her face between my hands. I kissed her nose, her cheeks, her forehead, and finally I was a breath away from her lips. "You are beautiful to me." Her breathing hitched as I laid my lips gently on hers.
Softly, I moved them. She responded with a moan, and I deepen the kiss. Sending a whirl of emotions throughout my body. If I could sit here and just kiss her I would die a happy man. I leaned over her, pressing her into the mattress. I lift my head up for some air, and asked her an important question. "Do you want me to stop? I will if you want me to, just give the signal and i'll stop."
She shakes her head, and whispers. "I don't want you too." With a growl, I pounce on her, and we make love. Forgetting the consequences of taking her in my arms, and loving her. Forgetting the fact that I have to get her to hate me, so no one will hurt her for loving me.
Hours later, when we about fall asleep I hear her mummer. "I Love You." I smile, but it soon vanishes for what I have to do. Praying that one day she'll forgive me.
My body felt relaxed, and happy. I smiled in delight, and giggled. I turn over with a secret smile, and he wasn't in bed. I feel the sheet's and there cold. How long has he been gone? I wonder. I sniff the air, and couldn't smell anything. I hopped out of bed, and went to the kitchen. I sniffed again, and caught two scents. My mate's and another males.
I follow there scent's and walked into a verbal fight between them. I whimper, remembering my house, and the verbal, and physical abuse I suffered. I shiver, and back away. they both turn in my direction, and stared. My mate broke first. "Come here." Why did his voice sound so mean? Did I do something?
"O.....O..Okay." I finally stuttered out. I make my ay to them, still wearing his shirt. I loved the way he smells. I bring it to my face and breathed deep in. He smelled like all mine. He's mine and no one else can have him.
I look into his once soft and loving eyes, and saw only hardness and hate. I shivered in fright, this man isn't my mate. My mate wouldn't look at me with such hate, would he? I gasp. What if what they said was true? That no man will ever love me? I stare into his eyes and I started to tear up, fearing what's about to come. "Ye..Ye..Yess.." I'm so afraid.
He just looks down at me. "You aren't my Mate, and I don't want you here." He said it, but I just can't believe it. We just made love, had an experience that only mates share.
I shake my head, tears running down my face. "N..n...n..n..n...NO! No! You can't! I love you! You can't leave me! I wont leave you! I love you! Please, please! Don't make me go! I'll die without you! I love you!" I fall to my knees and started bawling.
I looked up at him, and saw nothing. Not even the caring look he gave me all day yesterday. the way he made me feel when we kissed. I stand up, and whispered. "But I love you." I shake my head and shakily walked away.
"I guess they were right. No one will ever love me. My own mate doesn't, my family doesn't either. I guess I really am ugly and useless." I look back once, and then shifted. His shirt clinging to my body, and I left town that day. Hopefully never to return.