My heart rate accelerated to an insane speed. My hands shook. My eyes darted around the tiled shower.
I knew what was happening.
I knew what he was doing.
My fingers gripped a silver blade and pressed it gently against my skin. It would be better like this. He would be happy. This is for him.
My hands continued to shake as they pulled the blade across my skin, drawing beads of blood that dripped down my arm.
Another line, followed by pain.
A tear fell down my cheek. Not from the pain but from his rejection.
My fingers worked fast and in minutes, a painting of blood was creatively plastered to my skin and the floor of shower.
I started to create another line but Fiona knocked on the door.
"Sam? You've been in there for a while. Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'll be out soon."
I rinse off the blood and turn off the water.
I found some stuff to wrap my arm with and did. Pulling on a long sleeve shirt, I hide the new cuts.
I pull on boxers and sweatpants and tell her I'm finished.
She helps me walk back and get on the bed.
I rested onto the mattress and laid my head back.
Fiona checked a few more things before leaving once more.
The television was set on the news and apparently a new club recently opened. I rolled my eyes and flipped he channel.
Once again, nothing interesting. Such a shocker.
My eyes rolled back then closed. My breathing slowed and I soon fell asleep.
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The Beta's Submission BoyXBoy
WerewolfSam never searched for his mate, always the lone wolf. The thought of a mate was always in the back of his mind but he wasn't eager to find his other half. When Silver Moon Pack attacked and killed most of the members except a sparse few. The alph...
