A Pure Hearted Mate

Chapter 41: Stigma

[ Autumn P.O.V ]

Once we got home Leo helped applying and wrapping around my hands. I let out some winces of pain as I had stopped crying and I finally felt my skin had stopped crawling with disgust. He looked at me and asked

" Are they too tight? " I started to open and close my hands to see how tight they were but I said " No it's not too tight, " but then I felt his hands sliding to hold my wrists with my hands facing down. I felt him lifting my hands up slightly and felt heat rushing threw me as he gently placed a kiss on each of them softly. He lifted his head up and started to lightly nuzzle my face. He asked what it was that led to my hands happening. I took a deep breath before beginning

" He wanted me to come closer to the cell so that we could talk face to face. " " But he used me trusting that he couldn't do anything with the bars stopping him. That he ended up leaning against the bars and started to try and hold me closer to him. " " He wanted um..me to uh.." my face was getting too embarrassed but I finished unable to lift my face

" He wanted me to get close enough to visit down south. Really down south.." Leo quickly found out what I meant and his eyes were getting pitch black and he started to growl. He was starting to look like he was going to rush down to the jail and enter the prison cell to beat the crap out of him. Then I added since it can't get much worse 

" Then I quickly grabbed the bars to pull out of his grip, and after a bit he got in my head when he said that even if I hate him or not he still wins since he's what's on my mind basically. " It took a while until I felt scared by him starting to lean closer to me.

" That bastard had better not have or I'll kill him, we'll need a trial for me. " I felt my heart leap out of my chest as I felt him starting to try and move to hold me around my waist and started to shower me with kisses as he tried to say calmly

" Don't worry, you don't have to go see him again. In fact, I'll make sure that he doesn't have a chance to be in the same room as you. " I felt him gently trying to assure me when I went threw step-by-step why it bothered me how right Alpha Andrews was about giving him so much power over me. He tried to relax me but we knew that in the week we'd have to see him as we had him handed over out of our custody. We will still have face him again, and at least for the moment I wanted to not think about it. I didn't want to relive feeling like I was in one of my nightmares that I couldn't wake up from. I wanted him out of my head entirety.

But each day that was getting closer to the end of the week the more I remembered after taking a shower when I first was brought to Alpha Andrews room and left me alone. It was after I had my wound on my leg still trying to heal. I remember it since it was the first time being there.

The bathroom was massive. A two head shower, which I had no idea what he needed it for considering I doubt he showered with anyone. A large in floor tub, a sink and a toilet. How I had to figure out the two handled shower. I was really hot water at first by accident and the water hit my leg and it burned as I nearly yelped stepping back quickly. Twisting and turning them until the water seemed to reach a suitable temperature. I stepped back under and relished in the feeling. Although I was done I couldn't bring myself to get out of the shower. It was so soothing and relaxing. I felt safe. It was ironic considering my captive situation. Eventually deciding enough was enough I dragged myself out of the shower, wrapping myself in the towel. 

I could recall that it was fairly pleasant compared to when I tried to scrub away and cry trying to make the feeling of Alpha Andrews off of me. I then didn't take a shower since until the day that Leo brought me home.

I wanted to stay in our shower forever and I spent at least two hours to clean weeks worth of grime off of me. Even grass and twigs fell to floor as all the blood and dirt started to build up near the drain. I took a while for it to wash down the drain, but once I was done I felt better when I was drying and Leo would wait for me to walk out in a towel. I still remember when I got into some clean shirt and pants and felt surprised at just how baggy my own clothes felt as they sagged over my frame. I remember when I first was brought some food from Liz. The smell was great but I had a whole plate with a bit of everything like chicken, fruits, veggies, and mashed potatoes. It was strange how I had the plate but I analyzed it and taking in the smell. I was being mindful of not overeating for fear of making my stomach expanding too fast. My stomach ached and felt like it was an earthquake.