MY SOULMATE? A Carlisle x READER x OC(Oscar Isaac)

CH.20 WHAT THE FUCK?!

CARLISLE POV

I was stunned for a split second as Marc pulled you away from me. My grip around you loosened, and my hands felt empty without you there. I felt my heart beat faster as I processed the fact that he had picked you up and was running away with you.

It all felt so surreal. Was this really happening? Someone was taking you from me right now, right in my face. And I couldn't feel more helpless.

"Hey! Where are you going?" I shouted after you both from behind as I started running into the forest, trying to catch up. My emotions were in a whirlwind, and I felt my pulse racing (if that was even possible) as I chased after Marc, who was now carrying you on his shoulder as he sped through the trees.

"Put her down!" I yelled out, my voice loud and angry as I continued to chase after the both of you. I was becoming increasingly agitated as I saw Marc carrying you on his shoulder, completely ignoring my demands to put you down.

"No!" Marc shouted back, his voice loud and harsh in response to my command. He didn't slow down or stop running at all, instead maintaining his speed as he ran through the forest, still carrying you on his shoulder.

I felt my anger rising as I chased after Marc, who was now running as fast as he could. I knew that I couldn't let him take you away from me so easily, and I was determined to stop him before he managed to get very far with you.

I stumbled forward as I came into the clearing, my momentum taking me a bit farther than I had expected. I watched Marc continue to run, clutching you tightly to his body, and I felt frustration rising up in me.

I had to get him to stop and get him to put you down. There was no way I was letting him take you away from me like this.

"STOP!" I shouted at him again, my voice louder and more enraged than ever before. I was running at him as fast as I could now, my anger fueling my speed as I tried to catch up to him. I hadn't taken a single moment to slow down since finding out that he was taking you away from me

I was starting to close the gap between us, and in a few seconds, I was only a short distance away from him. I was going to catch him. I would stop him, and he would not be able to take you away from me.

Then, without warning, he spun around and swung back a fist directly at me. He was prepared for me to get this close to him, and he was certainly prepared to hit me.

With incredible accuracy, he landed a strong punch right in my stomach, knocking the air out of me and causing me to stumble backwards.

"Don't try to stand in my way," he growled, glaring at me with a look of pure rage on his face. He was clearly prepared to do whatever it took to keep you safe, even if that meant physically fighting me.

I felt my head swimming as I tried to regain my balance from the hit. He hadn't only caught me by surprise with the punch, he had also hit me much stronger than I had been expecting. My eyes were watering as I looked up at him, my vision briefly blurred from the force of the attack.

"Stay away from her!" he growled again, moving so close that he was practically breathing down my neck. He clenched his fists tightly, as if he was mentally prepared to hit me again.

"No Marc! Stop!" y/n shouted from the distance where she was thrown .. it seems that she cant stand up from the impact that she was thrown in a tree

I flinched, my eyes darting from Marc's angry expression back to you. It broke my heart to see you lying there, unable to stand up. I felt my own muscles tensing up as I watched you struggle to get up, and a spark of anger began to ignite inside me.