Never Again: Chapter 81
Rose's POV
My head. It hurt so bad as I walked away from the Daemon and the boys and hunters. Ronnie wasn't here, which made me ecstatic, but at the same time that meant I wouldn't be able to rip her to shreds.
"Rose?" Niall asked from my right side as I began to sway back and forth on my feet.
"What?" I asked, my voice sounded hoarse.
I didn't even know I could do that, well yes I did know I could. I just didn't know how I took away his wolf. I knew I was capable of doing it I just didn't know I could do it so soon. All I know is that Iris was in pain and all my wolf wanted to do was hurt the Daemon for saying those nasty things to her.
Now she's off doing God knows what. I shuddered at the thought of Iris hurting a human, they were utterly defenseless.
Christian.
He was a human, and he was defenseless. I shouldn't have brought him home, I shouldn't have went home with him and stayed with him it a week and a half. I shouldn't do a lot of things but that doesn't stop me.
I closed my eyes and tried to make all my negative thoughts leave. They wouldn't. My feet seemed to be numb and my knees were about to buckle from beneath me, I stumbled as I tried to stand up again but fell to my knees once again. I cursed and strong hands grabbed my waist. I didn't need to ask who it was, it was Niall.
He didn't say anything as we walked up the steps and away from the confused group of hunters. Harry, Louis, and Zayn had all been talking so I doubt they even saw me stumble.
Christian was still shopping. At least I hope he was. I would be broken without Christian. That makes me sound like a bad mate to Niall, but Christian is like a brother.
Niall carried me in my arms when I failed to move at all. My body was acting strange. Why couldn't I walk without wanting to be sick? It must be from me taking away the Daemons wolf.
"Thank you," I croaked as Niall laid me against the large bed. I loved our shared room. It smelled like me, Niall, and a faint scent of apple cinnamon. It was like we were living in harmony because the only scents in the room were of Niall and I.
"Are you feeling alright princess? What you did out there was pretty incredible." Niall commented and I smiled.
"Yeah I'm ok." I answered his question. "I don't even know how or what I was doing. It just kind of happened when I heard what he said to Iris." I continued. I pushed Niall's hair from his eyes as he looked at our fingers, that were tangled in my lap.
"Oh I see. It's the bond of yours that makes you powerful,"
"Yes it is. I can't explain it but when I feel that Iris is being threatened, or even if you're threatened, I just want to go insane," I explain and keep my eyes focused on the many tattoos on Niall's forearms. There was a lot of them, bunched up to give him a hard rock appearance.
"Niall?" I asked quietly, slipping my cold exposed body under the covers.
"Yea babe,"
"Why do you and the boys have so many piercings and stuff," I asked and looked up to meet his icy blue gaze. He was silent for a moment before moving to the bed and laying beside me underneath the covers.
"Well, none of us are mean lads," he began and I nodded in agreement. They were all wonderful, they've never treated me badly. I've never seen them treat anyone badly honestly.
Well when they're angry they get scary but other than that they're golden angels of kindness.
"We don't want anyone to get close to us, like friend wise. It's easier to permanently mark ourselves with tattoos and piercings than to have an innocent human marked with the curse. I guess we do it to shield ourselves," Niall traced the tattoo on my wrist before he looked at me.
