Chapter 5: Betrayed

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I got back to my room, took my shoes off and my jewelry and sat on the bed. Max wasn’t here, big surprise. I texted him, ‘where are u’. Then I got this gut feeling telling me to go next door.

I got up, put on my flip flops and went next door. I entered quietly and shut the door softly behind me.

I could hear these noises of pleasure and excitement, coming from the balcony, they were muffled by something but my enhanced hearing being what it was, I could hear it like it was over a P.A system. I turned the corner and there he was with that chick from the counter.

I gasped and they looked up. He had bitten her in the neck. From my werewolf knowledge that means he had mated with her and marked her. How could he?

I was in so much shock, and so much rage was building up inside of me, I normally wouldn’t do anything but, I grabbed that douche by his neck and threw him into the wall, then I grabbed the skank and tomb stoned her into the ground, I screamed with this intense chain of anger that was probably building up inside of me since I was born. I kept on hitting her and that douche bag, prick of a boyfriend/ husband, whatever he was pulled me off of her and she ran out crying, holding his shirt in front of her.

He shook me and slapped me in the face.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here? Why are you banging that slut-fish!”

I punched him in his face.

“Asshole, how could you be getting to know me after having imprinted with me, and bangs another chick on our so called bonding vacation?”

“You don’t mean shit to me, what you should do is go to back to our room and shut the fuck up.”

“What? Clearly you must be dreaming if you think a dime piece like me would let someone like you do me like this without saying anything!”

I kicked him in the groin and he screamed out in pain.

“You bitch! You’re nothing to me. I’m gonna fuck you up!”

He threw me to the ground and started to punch and kick me in the ribs. I was crying from both the pain and the humiliation. Mark ran in and pulled him off of me and I got up and ran.

I went back to the room, grabbed my stuff and my passport, checked out and got on the next flight back home.

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