Breaking Rules (COMPLETED)

chapter sixteen

Victoria's POV

I decided to take a quick shower at August's to get the feeling of sex off of me. I didn't take too long since dad was waiting for us.

When I hopped out and dried off, I happened to turn around and see a full length mirror. There were deep hand like bruises on my hips. I examined them. Usually bruises don't last too long on wolves bodies. Our bodies have a good healing process.

"August?" I called, still staring at the bruises. The bathroom door opened and he appeared behind me in the mirror. His eyes immediately went to my hips and he gently placed his hands in the position of the bruises. "I'm sorry, Victoria. I didnt mean to hurt you." He whispered, kissing my shoulder.

"It was an accident." I sighed, wiggling out of his hands and threw the shirt I grabbed from his closet on and a pair of shorts. "They should've healed by now. I must've gripped too hard in order for them to still be there. You should have told me if I was hurting you." August whined, wrapping me in his arms and putting his face in the crook of my neck, sniffing me.

I just sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist. "We were caught up in the moment, August. It happened and they'll heal. I'm fine."

I pulled away but was still in his arms. "It also doesn't help your three times my size and an alpha. But I'll manage." I then kissed him. August melted into the kiss and seemed to relax a little.

Eventually we broke the kiss and left the bathroom. "Are you sure you'll be okay? Maybe we need to see the pack doctor." August said as we entered the hallway then the living room.

I paused to look up at him. "Whats up your butt with the sudden worry about my health? I'm fine." He just shrugged at me. "Can't a mate be worried about his girl?" He asked, gently touching my cheek. He's been real touchy since I got out of the shower.

I just sighed. "I appreciate the worry, August. But they're just bruises. I dont get how you're so worried all of a sudden."

He just gave me a shrug. So I just decided to walk to the front door and he followed. And it was a short 45 second walk to my house and we walked in.

"Daddy. We're here." I called as we walked through the door and August closed it behind us. "Kitchen, butterfly." Dad called back. I followed his voice past the stairs and into the kitchen to see him making 3 plates of what seems to be ham, corn, green beans, and what looked to be macaroni and cheese.

"Looks good, dad." I said, grabbing a plate and a fork before walking to the dinner table and sitting down. August did the same and moved a chair over to me and sat close by. But the moment he picked up his fork, we bumped elbows.

He was left handed while I was right handed. "I think there's a dillema, here." I said, looking at our elbows. August scooted a tad bit away and our elbows weren't touching anymore. So we continued eating until dad sat down.

I scarfed down the rest of my food and I was still feeling hungry. So I got up and put more food on my plate.

"That's a lot of food, butterfly. Think you can eat that all?" Dad asked as I sat back down at the table. I had gotten 4 more pieces of ham, 3 more healthy scoops of mac and cheese, and 3 more scoops of corn. I just shrugged. "If not, I'll give the rest to August." I said and started eating.

I knew August ate like a race horse from the time he took me to that café. He had gotten a giant plate of biscuits and gravy, hashbrowns, and some meatloaf and STILL had room for some ice cream.

I was able to finish 3/4 of what I had in front of me while dad and August were finishing up their first plate before I got full. So, I just scooted the plate over to August. It still had 2 pieces of ham on it and about half of the mac and cheese. He took it and tucked his plate under the one I gave him and started to eat the rest of it.

"You think you'll eat more, August?" Dad asked as he got up from the table and walked over to the sink and set his dishes in it. "No, thank you." August said, after he swallowed some mac and cheese. I looked over to him. "You usually eat more. You ok?" I asked, setting a hand on his thigh. He nodded. "Yah. Just not feeling too hungry. That's all." And with that, he finished the food that was on the plate and got up from the table.

Dad took the dishes. "Want me to wash them for you?" August asked. Dad shook his head. "No, it's fine. But thank you." So, they both just walked back over to the table and sat down and we sat in silence for a while.

Something didn't feel right with me. I suddenly felt more fatigued than normal and achy. Maybe it was all the sex, August and I have had lately.

"I think Tori is ready to pass out." Dad joked. "You overeat?" He asked. I nodded. "I think so." I yawned and looked over to August. Who had a look of concern. "I'm tired." I said. He nodded. "Want to come back over to my place or you want to crash upstairs?" He asked, standing up and pushing in his chair and offering a hand to me. I took it, and stood, instantly falling into August. "Okay. Your bed it is." August said as he picked me up.

I was half asleep already when I heard August tell my dad he'll take me to my room before leaving and dad thanked him.

I felt August walk for awhile and then a mattress under me. "Are you leaving me?" I asked, not opening my eyes. "Just until you wake up. I'll be at my house when you do. Okay?" He said, tucking me in. I nodded into the pillow. "I love you, August." I mumbled.

I felt his lips on my forehead. "Love you, too, my Luna." He said before a dark, dreamless sleep took over me.