" I'll do the honors." I squeeze her throat tighter; her face turns red and she's choking on her saliva. Tears streaming down her, hands clutching my wrists trying to remove them.
I didn't notice Deimos crawling up behind me. I was so caught up in my anger. He holds my neck from behind with a sudden force surprising me, making me deop Theia to the ground, she crawls backwards away from me. I snarl and growl to get away from his tight grip clawing his hands and face. Without a word, he drags me up to his room shutting the door with a bang dropping me to the floor with a harsh push.
"What have you done? You dare harm her? Who the hell you think you are?" He is raging, walking back and forth in the room chest heaving up and down hands in fists trying to reign in is anger.
I sink deep into his eyes and see his truth, what he thinks of me. Unworthy, Filthy, Disgusting. Tears flood and I rrt to control their downfall. I must not show weakness.
"Why? Why?" I scream at him. I don't understand this male of mine.
"Why did you take me if you deem me as unworthy? If you already had her?" Heart-wrenching pain takes over my body and soul. He's burning me alive.
He looks at me with eerie calmness and his cold and calculating eyes. He shows me no hint of emotion. His walls are high to climb as ever.
"Because I have to honor thw moon an dtha k her for her blessings." He replies, his voice holding no feeling to them. Cold. Ice cold except no heat can melt it. My warmth can never melt his cold heart. Straightening my back lifting my head high, looking straight into his eyes I tell him my truth.
"Then I shall find someone to honor me." Perhaps, this is what it was. We were never meant for each other. The moon goddess made a mistake. Turning my back on him, if I leave now, he can't see my tears. But my plan fails as my body is thrown on to the bed. My body is unable to move with the weight of him. He holds my neck in his hands, claws coming out bringing out blood, his wolf peeking out from his eyes. He is oozing dominance.
"I may not want you and deem you unworthy but if I ever find some other male warming your bed, I will rip his throat and feed him to the vultures. And you will be the cause of his death." He snarls, his fingers tightening around my neck. I look at him for a long time moving from one eye to the other, until I gather up my courage to finally ask him what needs to finally ask him what needs to be asked.
"Do you love her?" I whisper to him tears finally streaming down my face fearing his answer for the sorrow it will bring. His eyes watch my tears and finally letting go of me he gets up from the bed looking down on me. "Tell me, my male. Do you?" I probe him further.
Gettinf up from the bed walking to the door with staggering legs and swollen etes having no stength in me to fight, I whisper to him before closing the door.
"Fate is cruel pairing me with someone like you, my male."
War. I am at war with my self. While he, my mate tears open my heart day by day with his indulgence with Theia, I cannot seem to find hatw for him within me rather just a seed of hope blooming like a flower everyday. When her fingertips slide across his chest, he's shooting an arrow straight through my ribs When her lips meet the shell of his ear to whisper sweet nothings, he's ripping my skin off my bones and when he smiles at her with that gentle look in his eyes, he has finally left me to die on the cold ground as nothing but a heap of bones.
Deimos, my male. Tell me what must I do? Tell me how should I behave? Tell me how to move past the pain you inflict on me. Tell me how can I... survive. I wish to ask him thesw questions. But how can I when his fingers shake just so they can feel the warmth of her flesh. How can I... when his heart finds her worthy to rule by his side.
After our last argument we have kept away from each other. He has done so as his interests remain elsewhere and I have as a shield to protect my heart from further damage. I barely leave my room unless it's for my females or I need a new book to distract myself. But that doesn't mean I cannot see him. Everytime I close my eyes, all I can see is him. All I smell is him and all I feel... is him. Especially all those sweet scenes we've touched together.
Opening the doors to the balcony walking up to the railings, looking up to the sky. I close ny eyes taking in a deep breath, the day breeze softly pushing my hair backwards my loose white dress flowing with its direction. The sun's rays warming my cold flesh and drying my wet cheeks. Is this how I will live from now on? Alone with no one by my side. Am I destined to be alone? I have thought about these questions a thousans times but I still cannot seem to find my answer.
A sound makes my ears perk up and my eyes shoot open looking straight at the trees and widen when I catch hold of Deimos. He runs straight into pack grounds shifting from wolf to human while grabbing his shorts off the trunk and putting them on. Liftinf his head up to the sky ge does the same as I did, taking a deep breath in enjoying the soothing scent of nature. We are similar in this way I presume. Slowly opening his eyes, he looks straight into mine. I do not look away from him, rather I hold them right where they are. We are looking at each other after quite a while.