His words sent chills down my back. I felt him remove the rest of my clothing. Before I knew it he was naked on top of me.
"Noah stop please!" I whimpered. My words went unheard.
I screamed out as he pushed himself deep into me.
"Don't cry Dear, it'll all be over soon." He breathed as he kept pumping in and out. I laid there for hours just whimpering. Tears flowing freely.
"You may go shower. But be back in this bed shortly." I quickly got up and ran into the adjourning bathroom.
I was sore. Really sore. I could feel the sticky drying blood on my legs. I was no longer a virgin and my first time was not something I wanted to remember.
I showered fast and ran back to bed. Climbing in a stayed to my side. I could hear his snores. Soft and light. I cried myself to sleep. This wasn't how I had pictured my life.
"Wake up." Growled an unhappy sounding Noah. I groaned as I rolled to my back to sit up.
His eyes were red and he was shaking. What was he mad about?
"What's wrong? Is it my family? Is someone hurt?" I immediately asked. I was worried.
"No one is hurt." He snarled taking a step closer.
Out of instinct I tried moving farther away. I whimpered when he growled louder at my actions.
What do I do? What do I do? I remembered what mom always did when dad was upset.
Jumping forward I quickly wrapped myself around him. I pulled him close. I may hate him. I may be hurt by him, but an extremely pissed alpha male isn't something anyone should have to deal with.
I felt his arms wrap around me out or reflex. He squeezed so tight I couldn't breathe.
His shaking slowed down and his growling started to stop.
Then he whispered something. Something I wasn't expecting.
"Luke is here. He wants his mate back." I shuddered when he mentioned that name. I whimpered when he pulled me closer.
"Don't let him take me." Noah wasn't what I was ready for but he didn't do what Luke did.
I heard swearing and screaming. Suddenly our bedroom door flew off its hinges. A very pissed off Luke was in the door way. His eyes were red and his body was changing.
Noah turned quickly positioning me behind him.
I cuddles closer into his back grasping his shirt as tightly as I could.
"She is mine." Noah growled. I shuddered at the venom in his words.
"Luke you need to leave" I whimpered. I knew Noah would kill him. I knew Luke would lose.
"Not without my mate." Luke snarled shooting daggers at Noah.
Releasing Noah's shirt I swung myself in front of him. Noah quickly grasped my body against his.
"You need to leave. I am not yours. Not anymore." I snapped back at him.
Noah growled and crushed me closer. Luke noticed his actions and jolted forward. Noticing what was going to happen I quickly moved out of the way.
"Stop it. Please stop!" I screamed at them.
I could feel everything. Every gash on Noah. Every whimper from Luke.
"Stop!!" I screamed. Without thinking I jumped between the two fighting wolves.
Protectively placing myself in front of Noah.
The boys growled and snarled. Luke tried ducking around me but I slapped him.
"I said stop! Leave! Now!" I demanded.
Luke glared at Noah before turning and running full speed from the room.
Once he was gone I dropped to my knees. I was weak. Weak with pain. I had slowly healing gashes all over me. Every hit or scratch Noah received; I did to.
My heart hurt for Luke but more so for Noah.
I felt a body shift behind me but I couldn't turn. I wouldn't.
All of this hurt. All of this pain for what.
"Katrina.." Noah started.
"Please go, just let me be." I whispered.
Noah took a deep breathe almost as if to say something but instead he turned and left.
I groaned as I pushed myself up. I limped to the bathroom. I needed to take a shower.
I stayed under the water for what felt like hours but could have only been twenty minutes.
Towel drying myself off I put on sweat pants, my baggy sweat shirt and crawled back into bed.
I needed to rest. My body was telling me to.
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