Atticus POV
I stood in the doorway of our room, Sylis laying on the bed giving me a soft smile on the bed. My eyes went to the bandage on his chest and a whimpered escaped my lips.
"Come lay down with me baby." He said softly.
I quickly padded over to our bed and climed on top of it, but stayed close to the edge. He narrowed his eyes at me as in confusion and rached out for my arm.
"No!" I yelled jumping off the bed, knowing he was going to pull me towards him.
"What's wrong? Why won't you let me hold you?" He asked sternly.
"No-not want h-hurt." I whimpered, tears coming to my eyes.
"Atticus. Come. Here." He said sternly, his jaw tense.
I shook my head no and stood beside the bed. He groaned as he leaned over and caught my wrist that rested on the bed. I struggled to get free as he pulled me to him and trapped me to his chest.
"Stop it Atticus." He growled slightly as I fought against him, tears slipping down my cheeks.
My body went limp against him and I sobbed into his chest.
"Shhh Atticus, hush baby I've got you." He cooed.
"At-atticus n-not wa-want hurt." I whimpered.
"Baby listen to me." He said making me sit up next to him.
"You could never hurt me, this wasn't your fault. Why do you think you are going to hurt me?" He asked softly.
"No-not want hi-hit wound. At-atticus kn-know ho-how bad hu-hurts." I whimpered.
"You're hurting me because you're not next to me. Listen you're not going to hurt me I'll be fine in the next three days, I'll be all better. If you hit the wounds I know it will be on accident. I dont like it when you cower away from me like that." He said and ran his thumb across my cheek.
"I-is sorry." I whimpered.
"Its fine baby, now come here." He said opening his arms.
I quickly wrapped my arms around him, burying my head into his neck.
"There's my Atticus." He said running his fingers through my hair.
His other hand ran down my back, he gently kissed my head and I looked up at him. Using one arm he moved me so my face was right in front of his, he leaned forward and connected our lips. He hummed in approval as I moved my lips against his and tangled one of my hands into his hair.
He moved his other hand to cup my cheek and ran his thumb across my cheekbone.
"That's the attention I like to see." He chuckled.
I leaned into his warm hand before I laid down on his good side.
"Does hurt?" I asked softly.
"It hurts a little bit but I'll be fine." He said softly.
"Is bad man dead?" I asked looking up at him.
"Yes baby, he is." He sighed.
I nodded and traced shapes on his chest.
"I'm proud of you Atticus. You did a good job helping today."
"Was scared. Thought loose Sylis." I whimpered.
"I think its gonna take a lot more than two buck shots covered in wolfsbane to kill me. The doctor said that there was barely a trace of it when he looked at me, apparently my wolf gene fought it." He explained.
"Atticus just happy Sylis OK." I said. "Ne-never leave Atticus?" I asked turning my gaze up to him.
"I'll never leave you." He confirmed and kissed my head." Now, you've had an eventful day why don't you go to sleep?" He asked pulling the blankets over us.
I nodded and slowly let the sleep take over, submerging me into darkness.
Sylis POV
I ran my fingers through his hair, his head rested on my chest. My poor baby, I scared him half to death today. I still couldnt get the images of him crying as he was under me and adding pressure to my wounds. I felt terrible about it and as soon as I was better I was going to make it up to him.
I never want to see him cry like that again, I never want to scare him like that again. I pulled his sleeping figure closer to me and kissed his forehead. I hated how he thought he was gonna hurt me and not come near me. This boy was my world and I'm going to do anything to protect him.
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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...
