Muted Mate

Chapter Five

Chapter Five
What?
Kyle's POV

Her voice was sweet, innocent, beautiful but broken. It was quiet but I heard it.

"I love you too Kyle" Beth whispered, her voice cracking from not being used for years.

I look down at my mate, my love of my life and smile largely. "Beth.. You talked?" I gasp

She looks up at me with a small smile and nods. I kiss her forehead gently and feel her flinch. "I'm not going to hurt you. You know that" I say to her.

She nods and I sigh. I really thought she would start talking more after she said that.

I see a sad look cross over her face and I realize she heard my thoughts. I don't want to rush her into anything. She backs away from me and mind links me 'I'm gonna get a shower' 

I nod my head and she walks off. I run a hand through my hair and sigh.

< Beth's POV >

I walk off and grab a change of clothes to get a shower. My long hair is greasy and sweaty from the run. I strip out of my clothes and step into the hot shower.

The hot water hits my body and I sigh. I wash my hair and then I start washing my body and I run across a scar on my stomach and the memories come crashing back. 

"You stupid little slut!" My dad shouts at me before hitting me across the face causing me to stumble backwards.

I whimper and he laughs at me. The smell of alcohol strong on his breath, making me gag.

Then my dad picks up a kitchen knife. Panic begins to fill my veins, he has never gone this far before.

"I wish you weren't my daughter. I wish you were never born. You were a mistake. I didn't want you. But the elders wouldn't let us abort you. You stupid bitch" My dad growls, his wolf taking over "Your pathetic and you are the worst child ever. You deserve to die"

Then his arms shoots out and gets me in the stomach. Pain ripples through my body, as he pulls the knife out, causing blood to ooze out of the now open wound.

My dad goes to stab me again but the phone rings. "Get up to your room. Don't come back down until breakfast time. And clean up that mess" he says before answering the phone.

I stumble up to the bedroom with tears pouring down my face. I take my shirt off and cry harder at the wound. The pain is unbearable.

I tie a towel around me tightly to stop the bleeding. But that's all I remember before I passed out

I didn't realize I was on the floor of the tub crying until strong arms carry me out of the bathroom and into a warm fluffy towel then onto a bed.

"Beth?" I hear Kyle's, warm, worried voice  beside me, his hand in mine. "Beth. What's wrong?"

I open my eyes and look at him. His eyes have tears in them. He wipes my tears away, and smiles sadly. "Baby, what's wrong? Talk to me. Please. I know you can do it"

I can practically hear the desperation in his voice. My wolf starts whimpering. 'His wolf is sad because they don't know what's wrong with us'.

I open my mouth to talk. But then the bedroom door bursts open.