The princess's secret

Chapter 11

AN: I added more to chapter 10, if you haven't read it or haven't read the rest of chapter 10 this might be a little confusing. So go read chapter 10.

Steph pov:

"Who did this!" he asked trying to control his anger

What should I say?! If I tell him the truth he'll be mad but if I don't answer he'll be mad
So it bad both ways

What should I do!
So instead of answering I whimpered

All of the sudden I hear a big bang from the door and an empty room
Great I just made him mad.

" go downstairs and go find mate!"bell said

" wait what do you mean?" I asked

" if you don't hurry mate going to hurt him"

"Hurt who?"

" really?! The guy that hit us! I over heard Ryan saying (or more like chanting) that he was go to kill that guy, so go! hurry!" Bell yelled making me get up from my spot and followed my mates scent to find him.

As soon as my mate scent got stronger I knew he would be in the kitchen, once I reached the kitchen I started hearing yelling or more like his wolf trying to take control

"You'll regret ever laying a finger on her!"

That's when it started, first it was just one then another then another, punches came from left to right I was so shocked I didn't know what to do

"Well don't just stand there do something!" Belled screamed In my head, making me get out of my shock state I was in. That's when I saw it red.. Crimson red... Blood.

Just seeing it makes me want to vomit

Seeing the Crimson red made me remember that day. The day I lost everything to those bloodsuckers, all that blood shed to protect me their princess. I hate Crimson red.

I hate blood.

It's like my body worked on its own, one moment I was thinking of that day then next thing I know  I was launching myself to my mate to stop the fight

" please don't.." I whispered lowly as I touched his shoulder
But it didn't work considering he didn't stop hurting the pack member

" please just stop" I begged as I grabbed his shoulder a little tighter then before

That did the trick as soon as I did that he noticed my presence making him turn around

"Sleeping beauty?" He asked more to himself (probably couldn't believe I was right besides him) he tried to grab me but I just couldn't, seeing the blood on his hands, I couldn't. Instead of being in his embrace I moved to the side and  into the kitchen (it's didn't go unnoticed by me that there was pain in his eyes when I moved)

At first he seemed confused by my actions but as soon as I placed the wet rag on his hand (which he winced a little) he understood why I went to the kitchen.

letting me clean his injured hand.

" all done" I whispered lowly without making eye contact