Twined with You

ARRANGED MARRIAGE WITH A WOLF PT. 9

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ARRANGED MARRIAGE WITH A WOLF CHAPTER 9 

RECAP 

"Yeah. This is my swear." I kiss her gently on the lips, "Come on, hop on me and we'll take a good shower. Okay?" She nods and I shift back to wolf. 

She whispers me that she loves me as we run back home. 

"Yes, Spence. I love you. You are mine and I am yours and nothing can change that." I grinned.  

For now, anything is fine and one threat removed. As long as I got her, life is beautiful.

Spencer's POV 

I feel dirty inside and outside. Amon kissed and touched me wildly with the cruel and nasty hands of him and his eyesight showed vain, pain, envy, anger, lust, and despair. Without any doubts, he kept doing it without thinking what would happen.  

I am speechless now.  

What should I say, what should I do. I don't think I can bear all of this shame. Not even to me, not even to Sean. Not even Sean. Do I deserve him? 

"So, hop down, I'm going to get dress and we'll get you clean. Don't worry. I'm going to come in from the back door and transform there. Just sit here and don't go anywhere." Sean said through my mind just when we reached his porch.  

'Spencer, you don't deserve him again.' A voice sneaked in my mind. I don't know where it came from, but it surely gives a big impact to me because now my feet are walking by itself to my house. 

Just as I opened the door, mom yells from the kitchen, "Honey! You got a letter from your friend!" Who had sent me a letter? With brisk steps, I walk to the kitchen and grab the letter that is basically a plain paper folded into four. Mom just looks stunned with my messy hair, messy clothes, and dirty body, "Well, what do you and Sean did that makes you this dirty? Did you both fell down to a mud or miring or slipped?"  

I bet no one told her and I'm not in the mood to tell anything to her. After a simple nod, I walk to my room and plan to take my towel and run to the bathroom with the letter in my hand. A feeling of not wanted to be found attacks me and it gives me a chill makes me run faster with a pounding heart. I don't want to meet Sean. My theory, he's a good man, not going to break in to the bathroom. 

So, I won't be skeptics to my own theory, that's why I run fast to the bathroom without paying attention of the man standing in front of me, "Whoa! Slow it down buddy." Scott looked at me and smiling slyly, "Well, you are right to rush to the bathroom. You should take a bath." I ignore his jokes and laughter. This is one of my habits. Not talking a single word in trouble.