Sylis POV
He stood to his feet wiping his cheeks as tears slid down them. He hung his head low trying to hide the tears as he made his way back to the bed.
Fuck.
"Atticus I didn't mean to hurt you." I said standing from the chair.
"Wh-what about other times?" He whimpered. "Y-you mean hu-hurt me every day?" He said with his lip quivering.
"I'm protecting you, Atticus." I sighed.
"N-not protect me from thing." he whimpered climbing into bed.
I growl rumbled through my thorat as I strode towards him, pinning his frame to the bed.
"That thing was me!" I growled, anger shaking my body.
His body went ridged under me, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"I'm protecting you from me, Atticus. I'm the product of a werewolf and demon mating. I can't shift properly because if it, I can barely control the demon inside me. " I growled.
His breathing hitched as he looked up at me, a hint of desire brining deep with in them. His eyes flickered from mine to my lips.
Fucking hell. Don't do that.
But as quickly as it appeared it vanished, replacing itself with fear and sorrow. Tears built in his eyes as he looked up at me, he squirmed underneath me.
"Stop moving." I growled, tightening my grip on his small wrists.
"You won't hurt him Sylis." The Alpha linked.
"I almost did last night! Next time it could be worse!" I snapped.
"Your wolf was trying to mark him, not hurt him. Besides even if you rejected him your wolf will never hurt him. He'll help control the anger and the urge to skink your teeth into someone's throat." The alpha shot back.
I grolwed and severed the link, Atticus crying and whimpering under me. My anger only seemed to be rising, the tingles that shot up my arm seemed to be dulling.
"Y-you not h-hurt Atticus!" He cried wiggling his wrists.
"Why are you so confident I won't?!" I growled.
"B-because A-Atticus need Sy-sylis. Sy-sylis need Atticus! Sy-sylis not hurt!" He cried.
Fuck it.
I growled and smashed my lips into his, he stiffened underneath me, his body ridge as my anger slowly vanished. Slowly his lips started to move against mine making me growl in approval. I nipped his bottom lip making him gasp giving me the perfect opportunity to slip my tongue in his mouth.
He moaned as I roamed his mouth, arching his back and pressing himself to me. I let his wrists go propping myself up with my elbows next to his head. His small hands tangled themselves in my hair tugging lightly making me groan.
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A Warrior and his Omega
WerewolfAtticus is a little omega that has been locked up pretty much all his life and beaten. What will happen when his mate rejects him and leaves him to die. Does he get a second chance mate? Does he live? ********** THERE IS. SELF HARM IN THIS BOOK. I...
