My story

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Chris Pov

"What is your story?" My mate asked me. I was a bit taken back. Of course, she is a human or she would have know by my name ,that it was not good news.

I debated to tell her about my past of abuse, rebellion and fear that still sadly haunts me with the whispers of wind. As a human she can only feel the pull as much as an ant bit until i mark her , which is why I fear the rejection.

I have heard that werewolves kill themselves from the pain of the mate rejection. It only scared me more. So I decided against the risk and begin to speak.

" I have a pretty normal life. My dad is the Dean here and I guess I am royalty to students here because of that. I had a strange childhood but who does not?" I chuckled nevertheless rabidly.

She smiled leaning her head on me, making me what mark her  perfect neck. She popped up quickly and snuggled to me tightly before asking

"How did your mom die?" I was taken back extremely. How DiD she know about my mother? How did she know that my mother had died? How did she know about the event that sacred me deeply? I looked at her in disbelief.

"It is ok. My father died in some kind of war and he was pretty good until my uncle was injured causing him to get distracted. My sister and mother did not care considering they only loved him for his richness even though they put up this fake impressions of care. While I loved him for the Times he took me to the park and would braid my hair into two and called me his left arm piggy.  It is my fault he had to fight in that war. I wish I had not been so naive. I wish he was here. I-i miss him so much." Her voice began to crack to the end as tears rolled down her angel face.

I felt terrible for lying to her in the beginning when she is here pouring her heart out. I leaned down and kissed away her salty tears, before locking her small lips on to mine. My mate was beautiful,In every way.

"It is not your fault. Fate is undecided. You can only live passed it." I whispered to her. She looked up and smiled at me. My mother always told me that when I was feeling guilty. It was just so beautiful.

My mate yawned and crawled to her bed top and slipped in the covers. She pat the space next to her and I crawled in. We then drifted asleep, as we looked into each others eyes.

My perfect mate.

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K so did you love it? I hope the holiday treated you well and I will be going to sleep now because if is 12:41 am and I am sleepy.

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