My Dark Mate [2021: Editing]

Chapter 20

I watched for some sort of resistance but she seemed to be too tired to put up a fight. The feeling of her in my arms was too good to give up so I picked her up; pressing her as close to me as possible, knowing full well, that I didn’t deserve the warm, comfort only she could provide. You’re a fucking bastard. My wolf snapped; not bothering to resist blasting me with a torrent of anger. I ignored him as I carried her into the kitchen. I reluctantly placed her on the island and rushed into the downstairs bathroom to get the first aid kit.

I almost ran back when I heard her scream. The first thing I noticed when I came in was the smell of her blood that had pooled on the kitchen floor beneath her foot; her delicate fingers grasping the shard in her flesh. I forced her to release the glass; her fingers covered in small cuts. “Fuck.” She cussed. I studied the shard and grabbed it.

“This will hurt.” I said; holding out my other hand, eager to feel her skin against mine even if it was just in this small way. I almost couldn’t believe it when she actually took it; the shocks I felt from the contact immediately making me wonder why I was distancing myself from something that made me feel so good. It’s because you’re afraid to let anyone in. My wolf said bluntly. Aren’t you ignoring me?! I snapped back. He shut up as he did just that.

I pulled the shard out as fast as I could; not keen on the idea of harming my mate any further. When I’d gotten it out; I heard her exhale in relief. When I looked at her face; she had bitten into her lip so hard, it was bleeding. I reached out slowly; afraid she would run. When she didn’t; I pulled her bottom lip out from under her teeth with my thumb, mesmerized by the thought of her perfect pink lips pressed to my own; blood and all.

I did my best to hide it as that thought alone had my jeans tightening. “Did it hurt that bad?” She only nodded before she avoided my gaze; staring at something behind me instead. I couldn’t help the small pang of pain I felt but I ignored it as I treated her wounds; knowing that I was lucky that she was even sitting this close to me.

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I can’t even describe how awkward it was to get her panties for her but she was in no condition to walk so I had no choice but to endure. I helped her into my shirt; the sight of her in it so tempting I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t help but stare at her lips again; my thoughts from earlier coming back as I leaned in. I could already feel her breath on my lips before she turned away.

I felt pain at the rejection but I couldn’t say that I was surprised with her reaction considering what I had done; the memory of my slamming her into the bedroom wall displaying itself in my mind. Before I could suffer for long; I heard a knock at the door. Alpha, we have Jennifer in the prison now; are you ready for her? I heard Patrick ask. I responded with a quick yes, before I severed the bond.

I easily picked Chelsea up with one arm. When she wrapped her arms around my neck, the contact sent those little tingles through me again; instantly calming some of the storm within me as a result of Jen’s decision to help my mate run. I lay her down on my bed; my need for her so great that I didn’t think I could sleep without her by my side that night.

Again, she didn’t even seem to resist as I pulled the covers over her; much to my relief. I was being a selfish bastard, but I would’ve probably forced her to sleep beside me if she hadn’t agreed to do so willingly. “Rest.” I instructed. I couldn’t help but study her as she lay in my bed for a moment; noting how easily I could fit between her legs as they spread when she tried to get comfortable.  I had to rip my eyes away from her as a ripple of lust ran through me; the image in my head, one I doubted I would ever forget.

I rushed downstairs to find Patrick standing by one of our black SUV’s. He greeted me as soon as I stepped out. Without a word; I climbed into the backseat and told him to drive. The only thing I could focus on at the moment was getting this done as soon as possible so I could get back to my mate. As soon as we arrived; I climbed out and called out to John, the shifter I’d assigned to take Jen down to the cell with Patrick.