My Two Mates

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Deni sat on the porch, her stomach full of butterflies, waiting for the black truck to pull up. Finally she could hear the truck making it's way up the driveway. She stood at the bottom of the stairs as she watched Donovan get out truck. He slowly walked up the walk to the porch taking in every bit of Deni before he reached her. Just as he reached her he pulled her to him.

"God you are so beautiful" he whispered in her ear as he gave her a hug. He then leaned her chin up and started going down to give her a kiss, but he saw the stitches and a few bruises on her neck.

"What is this ?" Donovan brushed over the bruises "Who the hell did this to you Deni!"

Deni pulled away and covered her neck with her hand. Donovan moved her hand and looked over her neck. He was angry. His body was shaking . All he could think was how much he wanted to kill who ever hurt his mate. "Damn it Deni! Who did it!" His voice was now very different, Deni was frightened by his harsh angry tone.

Deni's father stepped through the front door "Donovan glad you made it. I believe we have an issue to discuss." He said nodding towards Deni while glaring at Donovan.

"It seems we do" Donovan agreed angrily.

Alpha Kerrington gestured towards the door "Deni show Donovan his room, and then bring him to my office so he and I can have a discussion"

Deni then backed away from Donovan felling slightly relieved that she may have gotten out of the conversation for a moment. However, when she glanced back up at Donovan she noticed how he was still angrily looking at her neck.

"Come on Donovan let me take you to your room so you can put your things in there." She grabbed his hand and led him upstairs to the guest room.

Once they reached the room Deni opened the door and stepped out of Donovan's way, hoping she could turn and run away as soon as his back was to her. But to her surprise as he walked in he put his arm around her waist pulling her with him and then he turned and shut the door.

Donovan trying to control his anger he stood breathing deeply looking up at the ceiling. Deni watched him she knew he was not going to let her get away without discussing her bruises. He looked down at her with anger clearly showing in his eyes and then he heavily sighed "Sit down on the bed Deni and talk to me. Tell me what happened?"

Deni afraid of where this conversation may leave their relationship or of what it may do to Stephan, she didn't move. Donovan sensing that Deni was not going to make this situation easy he sat his bag down and then pulled Deni to the bed and sat her on his lap.

"Ok one more time" his brushed the back of his hand over the stitched area and then over the bruises. He gently kissed the stitched area the sensation of Donovan touch sent tingles all through Deni's body, it relaxed what ever tension and fear she was feeling. "Deni I can't promise I am not going to be upset, but who was it. Was it Stephan?"

Deni lowered her head afraid to make eye contact.

"I take that as a yes. Now why would he do this? Was it because of me?"

"It's complicated" tears started falling from Deni's eyes "Please don't judge me and please don't go after him"

"I would never judge you. But I can't promise not to go after him. It looks like he tried to damned hard to hurt you possibly kill you. I don't care what type of claim he may think he has on you he doesn't have the right to hurt you like this" Donovan ran his fingers across the bruises again.

Deni bit on her lip as she thought about where to start "I don't know where to start, please don't leave me when I tell you everything"

"Start at the beginning Deni that is the best place"