Bully Me

Chapter Eleven

Oakley Carson

I can't believe I gave that asshole my number.

I guess it's fine, because it doesn't mean I have to text him back. Right? I don't know how I feel about him. I hate him, I know that. But he's my mate, and whether I like it or not, there's a pull between us. There's something budding, and the only way to stop it is to reject him.

But I don't want to do that. Yet anyways. I want to try, because he's my chance at happiness, at forever.

Training starts at fifteen, so I quickly change and make my way to the pack house. I slip from my car, and see Giana right away. She gives me a smile, and loops her arms with mine. "How are you doing?"

"I'm okay" I nod, even though stress is eating at my insides. Even though I can't stomach food right now. "How are you?"

"Eh" she shrugs, staying close to me. "Tired, but good. Working with Ford on the project is exhausting. He's so frustrating. I can't believe you liked him"

"It was fleeting." I counter, squeezing her arm. "He's been weird lately though. He wont fuck off" i murmur, and Giana stops walking pulling me to a stop.

"Do I need to take care of it?" she asks, going into protective mode. I shake my head, and tug her back into walking.

"No. It'll be fine. He's just being weird is all. Nothing to concerning, yet "I add on, because something doesn't sit right with this. It feels like something much deeper, darker is going to happen. But I overthink, and I'm paranoid, so I should just keep my mouth shut.

We make our way to the clearing, and Giana pulls off her loose shirt. I stay clothed, because I'm way too self conscious for that. Axton and his friends surround us, making our pair go into a large group.

Axton comes to stand besides me, pulling his shirt off. He is pretty built. Strong arms, sharp abs, and strong legs. He is covered in muscle, and it's ridiculous. I have pudge on my stomach, thick thighs and muscle-less arms. Us besides each other is ridiculous. It's embarrassing.

He eyes me, his brows creasing. I'm in sweat pants and a t-shirt, and almost everyone is half naked.

Besides me.

"Don't you get hot in all that?" Axton asks, gesturing to my outfit. I shake my head, wrapping my arms around myself as a defense mechanism.

"I'm comfortable in this" Axton slips his hands in between my arms and body, pulling my arms away from myself. His fingers brush my stomach, making the insecurity swarm quicker, deeper.

"Don't do that" I snap, and his brows furrow.

"You don't want me to touch you?"

"Not there"

"Why?"

"Just drop it" I step back, wrapping my arms around my middle again. I ignore him, focusing on our Beta as he has us shift and take off to the lake. It's easy to strip and shift. I kind of hide when I strip to change, and normally no one notices.

But Axton does. He blocks me. He stays dressed, and blocks me from view as I strip and shift. He doesn't look, or seem to care. Then he strips and shifts.

We're ordered to take off, so we do. Axton's wolf is all black, with white spots on his belly. My wolf is all gray, like my eyes. I race off, staying toward the back but staying close so I don't get left behind.

Axton stays close to me, he's a few steps behind me like he's making sure no one sneaks up on me.

It's weird.

And comforting.

It takes like 20 minutes to get to the lake, and once we're there everyone laps at the water, or runs around with their friends. I lay on the ground, taking deep breaths. Axton comes over, nudging me with his nose.

He nips at my neck, and my wolf rolls, exposing my stomach. It's hard to keep your wolves from being affectionate with their mates, so I don't try too hard to stop him. Axton is on me, nuzzling into me and nipping. Licking. Anything to get me covered in his scent.

My wolf pushes out a whine, and Axton growls. He buries his face into my neck, his growl rumbling through my body.

Our wolves are connecting, our bond solidifying.

His body collapsed on mine, his heavy wolf knocking the air out of my lungs. A low vibration comes from my chest, and embarrassment floods me. We're fucking purring. Purring.

That makes Axton growl, and his dominant side surges forward.

We stay in our own world for a while, till it's time to head back. Our wolves are extremely playful at this point, and I take off, racing ahead as Axton chases me. I get a head start, and that's what saves me from being tackled.

Running for twenty minutes straight is a lot, I'm panting and out of breath by the time we get back to the clearing behind the pack house.

Axton tackles me, taking me down to the ground with a yelp. He nips at my neck, slobbering all over me. Another whine pushes through, and Axton growls in response.

"Alright, shift!" Beta yells, making us pull away. I go back to the little hiding spot where all my clothes are, and Axton shifts first, getting dressed quickly. He blocks me again, and I quickly shift and change.

"Okay" I murmured, and he turned around. He smiles, and comes over. "Thank you" I tack on, and he nods.

"Anything for you, baby" he kisses my head, and I let him.

He walks away, giving me space and I appreciate that. But my feelings are confused. Because the same guy who just blocked me, who just kissed me is the same guy who abused me for years.

We go through our usual workouts, then split into pairs to practice fighting. Giana kicks my ass, but I get a few good blows in. After practicing for another 30 minutes we separate to get ready to go home.

Axton waves to me, and I return the gesture and then that's it. We go our separate ways, me going with Giana to our cars, and him going off with his buddies.

It feels good. Like it wasn't too much. I'm still confused and not sure how I feel about him, about our bond, about us. But it's okay, because I have space and time to figure all that out.

I take a shower once I get home, and change into my bedtime clothes. I sit through dinner with my moms, pushing the food around my plate. I stomach a couple small bites, but everything in my mind is too much.

I help mama clean up, and pack away food. Then we settled in the living room to watch a movie, where I passed out between my moms.

My safe space with Giana, and my moms. If they're around, I know I'll always be safe.

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What are your thoughts? I feel like Axton is trying but it doesn't change what he did. I think it would be so confusing to be in that situation.