My Beloved is a wolf?

Ch 20

~Blaires POV~

"For the last time no!" I said starting to get angry.

It's been two weeks now and I'm starting to go mad.

I crave him now more than ever.

Chris was asking me to watch a movie with him but I just laid in bed.

"Blaire. I won't ask again."

"Good then I don't have to say no again."

He took a long breath and then I looked at him confused.

He's trying to not get angry with me.

"Blaire. Will you please join me?"

He has sadness and desperation in his eyes and it made me pity him.

Momentarily.

"No."

He yelled and threw a lamp that was next to him to the floor.

"I'm trying Blaire!" he yelled.

I sighed and looked up into his red eyes and shook my head.

He came up to me and grabbed my wrists.

I was still a little too weak to fight back, but I tried anyway.

He cuffed me to the bedpost and walked to the door.

"No blood for 3 days."

He slammed the door and locked it and I screamed trying to wiggle out of the cruel cuffs.

My throat burned because today was the day I needed blood.

I've been surviving off his for a while, but without it I'll go mad in here.

I refused to give up and I fought until my wrists burned from these brutal cuffs.

I felt myself weaken from the silver and that's when desperation kicked in.

"Chris!" I yelled.

I heard nothing so I tried again.

"Chris!!" still hearing nothing I came to the most desperate point I've ever been.

"Please! I need my beloved."

Those horrible words tasted like dirt coming out of my mouth but I needed blood.

I heard a step and he opened the door a look of suspicion on his face.

"Chris."

He walked closer towards me and tucked my hair behind my ear.

"Your beloved?"

"Yes, you, my beloved."

I almost vomited saying these horrible things.

His face lit up in a smile and he in cuffed me and let me drink.

The burning cooled, but my heart ached for Saying this.

I feel like I've betrayed him.

I feel like he'd hate me now.

I claimed someone else as my Beloved.

I finished drinking and he smiled, "I'll go get the movie."

After he walked out of the room I retched and vomited up everything not being able to hold it in.

I let tears fall and then I waited for him to come back.

I prayed it be a while but after that though crossed my mind I heard his hand reaching for the day.