Mated to the Unknown

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Violet's POV:

        Darkness and a pounding headache. Boom, boom, boom. I couldn't help but groan from the pain, and yet that was the best night's sleep I had ever had. Wait, what was heavy?

        Everything hit me as I flung my eyes open, Miles. I had asked him to stay with me. I internally cringed at my own actions. He must think I was desperate or some gold digger. I groaned again.

        I felt him stir next to me. Crap! His arm was draped against me, that's what was so heavy.

        "Is everything alright?" he sounded groggy but had clearly heard me. Not like I was being quiet.

        I didn't know how to answer him. Had anything ever been alright in my life? Simply put, no, but I just learned to deal with it.

        I felt him shift my body so that I was facing him. I clearly didn't respond quickly enough as his eyes now looked me all over as if he were trying to find where I was hurt. "What's wrong?" he asked.

        I felt frozen, my tongue dry as my words felt false as they left me. "I'm fine."

        He was searching my eyes for answers. "I know you're lying. What's wrong?" His eyes shifted black for a split second, his voice deepened.

        And then, word vomit. All my emotions, my darkest concerns came flooding out of me. "Just life in general. What my mother did to me. What I went through and things I can never unsee. Then you come in like a knight in shining armor and rescue me, but Nicholas told me to stay away. And I... I'm scared. You don't ever go against Nicholas."

        I heard a growl and it shook me out of my rant. "I will promise you this, Nicholas will never get you as long as you are with me."

        I had to look away from his intense gaze. "You don't know what he's capable of. What he is."

        "And you know what he is?" he asked me.

        I nodded my head. It wasn't hard to put two and two together. The nights he would take me as punishment, I shuddered at the thought. The memories were spotty, but there were enough to piece together. Just then, Miles brushed my hair to the side, I had forgotten just how close in proximity we were as my breath hitched at the tingles that rocked through my entire body.

        "You are safe my dear Violet. There are other things out there that are just as powerful, if not more, than him," Miles comforted me as he sent a gentle kiss to my forehead. It felt like a soothing ice pack to my pounding headache.

        The urge to kiss him took over me before I realized what my body was actually doing. Our lips were in perfect sync with each other, my hands pulled his neck towards me as his hands grasped the nape of my back, pulling me into him. When I slowly began to feel him harden, I pulled back once I realized what I had done. "Sorry," I whispered, ashamed I had practically jumped him.

        He gently tugged my chin up to look at him. "Never be sorry for kissing me." My stomach growled just then, betraying me. "I'll go make breakfast. You just shower and get ready for the day. Clothes should be delivered any minute."

        "Thank you," I said as I watched him walk to the kitchen in nothing but his boxers. The muscles on his back and the V-shape of his body were quite delightful to look at.

        After a nice long and steamy shower, I only had a towel to wrap myself in. I slowly peeked out of the door only to see 5 outfits placed together with matching jewelry and shoes to each. How could someone be so kind? Everything felt so foreign to me.