The Gamma's Daughter

Chapter Fifty Seven

Mercy

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My heart raced as he leaned over me. His hold on my neck never wavered as our eyes stayed on one another.

"Let me go."
"Tsk tsk tsk. I knew you were a Witch, but I didn't realize you were a whore as well." He smirked as he took in my outfit.

I hissed barring my fangs at him. He chuckled darkly as my frightened state turned into rage. How dare he call me a whore?

"Sounds like someone felt the pain of the bond tonight. Is the why you chose to escape all the sudden?"

His smirk fell as he growled lowly at me. It was my turn to smirk.

"I feel nothing nor have I felt anything from you." He stated.

I didn't let his words hurt me. I was tired of being his punching bag and the one he pointed all his anger towards.

"Get off of me now."
"Awe. Is someone mad?" He mocked sarcastically.

This mother.. I'll show him mad. I balled my fist up and sent a blow to his ribs. He growled annoyed, but his hold remained even after faltering for a second. Before I could do it again he grabbed my wrist roughly pinning it to the bed. He doesn't have both of my hands though. I sent another blow with my free hand into his other side smashing into his ribs. This time he let me go.

I flipped us over reversing our positions leaving him on his back. I didn't take a second to ponder what to do next as I sat on his chest, then placed both of my knees on his inner elbows making it a struggle for him to move. I reached down ripping my sandals off throwing them across the room before turning my anger towards him.

"Listen here you dumb Mother fucker. I am sick and tired of your bull shit. Also you're being a real buzz kill right now."

He went to say something, but it wasn't his turn to be mean. It was mine. I've tried everything. Talking, begging, space, and finally the bond. I didn't want it to come to this because the Gods know I would never want to hurt him, but I much rather decide to use violence to get through to him than to see him get 'put down.'

"Shut the fuck up. You don't get to say anything right now. It's my fucking turn."

He growled at me, but I just rolled my eyes annoyed. He growls too damn much.

"I am sick and tired of trying to get it through your stubborn thick skull that I am your Mate. Your Mercy. I've tried everything and quite frankly it is growing old as fuck. It's starting to really piss me off, Bash."

He talked beneath my hand and I ignored him yet again.

"Since I am apparently not your Mate in your mind, then I want my revenge."

I removed my hand, then slapped him hard against the face. As the slap rang through the room I felt a pain in my chest for being the one to cause it. I pushed the feeling down and kept going.

"That was for the first time you choked me."

*Slap*

"That was for the second time you choked me. But this. This is for snapping my damn neck."

I balled my fist on slamming it into his nose wincing as he growling in pain. I covered up my own pain and continued on.

"And this. This you fucking asshole is for trying to rip my heart out of my chest."

His black eyes as angry as ever looked up to me waiting. So I delivered. I sent two punched to his nose again effortlessly breaking it. It wasn't what I wanted to do, but it is what it is at this point.