Chapter 6

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My love,
He fights for us,
He kills those who attempts to hurt us.
He protects my heart,
He defies anyone who tries to control us.
He's a savage, an untamed animal, yet sane, kind and Loving to me.
His strength so powerful it can kill, yet useful for his pleasure.
No other can match up to him, no other can love him.
Only me.
He is mine, and I am his.

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After waking up and finding myself in the small hotel bed, I found no one above me, or straddling me and I wasn't naked either. My stalker kissed me.

He kissed me and surprisingly, it felt so........ Tender and pleasant. No, I can't let this man overtake my senses.

He kissed me and knocked me out cold. I grew furious, but that soon simmered away because my head began to throb and my stomach began to growl.

Shit. When was it since I ate something? I chose to ignore the rumbling and let out a long sigh. As I turned my head, I quickly spotted the black furry feline in the mountain of white sheets.

Fenris.

"Where the fuck were you? Why didn't you give me any warnings?"

His green eyes watched me with curiosity as his head pitched to the side. He then crawled towards me, meowed and hopped right off the bed.

"Thanks." I mumbled.

I followed suit, but drew my way into the bathroom.

I sighed once again as I began to brush my teeth. When I finished I then stripped out of my clothes, and as soon as I entered the small shower and turned it on, my nerves started to slowly melt away.

I needed to smoke, and badly. Only I was afraid the creep would out of nowhere pop right in front of my door

I can't cut. I forgot my razor at home and getting another one will require me to go out.

Ugh. What's the point in trying anymore?

I'll be dead at the end either way. This guy will be simply doing me a favor.

I forced the thousands of thoughts away in my head and pumped shampoo in my hand, I began to massage my scalp, repeating the cycle five times and scrubbed my body next.

I needed to scram out of here and start somewhere fresh, but how?

I don't know where to go next.

I don't know how many tabs that bastard has on me.

And I don't know how I'm going to start fresh.

I quickly washed off my body, turned off the water and grabbed my towel that rested by the sink and clothes.

As I wrapped my body with the towel I suddenly heard the faint sound of the bed squeaking on the other side of the door.

My blood ran cold and my body flowed with goosebumps.

No, no, no, please, God.

My hands trembled as I made an attempt to slowly reach for the door, but I quickly brought my hand To my mouth to hold back a cry.

I took in a deep breath before reaching for the door again and this time I pulled it open all the way.

What I found was in fact something I wish I would pay to never see.

On the cheap, beaten down motel bed was in fact my stalker with Fenris's collar tightly strapped around his neck, in nothing but the exact same thin white sheet I used to sleep in last night.

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