Love Bites (on hold)

witches

Chapter 11

“ Why would you lie, huh?” Conner growled at me as I sat on the ground, the pain gone.

“ What am I lying about?” I asked him.

“ Apparently I couldn't mark my mate because your my mate. Which is complete bullshit, I don't feel anything for you. You're just a jealous human bitch. That needs to learn how to shut the fuck up and live with shit. I know you have some insane fucking crush on me, but I don't reciprocate the feelings, okay?”

“ I'm not lying, you're spelled. Can't you tell?” I asked him, “ Can't you feel our bond?” My wolf had let it show full force.

He seemed to get madder. “ No, I don't feel anything for you, you stupid human bitch.” He growled as he shoved his hand into his pocket.

“ I'm not human.” I told him finally.

“ Yeah your lower than a human your scum. And a liar. That needs to be dealt with.” He said as He pulled out a silver laced pocket knife from his pocket.

“ What are you going to do with that...” I stumbled as I picked my body up from the ground and backed up into the tree.

“ What do you think I'm going to do with it?” His eyes glowed with menace, “ I'm going to get rid of a problem that’s been causing me grief since she came into my life.”

All of a sudden blood, a bright circle of it was seeping though my shirt.

I put my hand on the gaping hole in my chest in shock as crimson welled up between my tan fingers.

It poured from the wound like rain falling from the sky. It wasn't stopping- my wide baby blue eyes followed the path as if it was in slow motion. When it hit the unforgiving dirt of the ground, it made little splashes as if water were hitting pavement.

I gasped as the pain hit me and dropped to my knees. My breathe coming out in pants. The coldness, the ruthlessness I seen in Conner's deep green eyes only moments before- was gone.

He just stood there with his mouth open and closing- not knowing what to say.

“...... What happened?” Conner said as he eyed the hole in my chest and rushed forward to grip me by the shoulders to help me stand up. The knife lay on the ground beside us stained with my sickly crimson blood.

“ Jessie... don't close your eyes- come on were going to get you help, you're going to make it.” Conner said in a panic, trying to reassure himself more than me at this point. It looked like Conner didn't know if the wound was life-threatening or not, It was lower on my stomach, it probably wouldn’t have punctured anything vital. Still. The blood was gushing. Coming out like water from a tap. I was losing to much blood... He knew this.

“ Jessie, come on tell me what happened” Conner sobbed as he tried to carry my weight to his truck.

I didn't respond, but the words all though unspoken, were clear. Conner, you stabbed me.

Beep, beep, beep.

I opened my eyes to see I was in a hospital bed, it was uncomfortable. The room itself was too bright with it's bright yellow walls. And a huge window. And my chest hurt like a bitch. Perfect, just fucking perfect.

“ Anyone here?” I said in a croak, my voice not working well.

In a flash, people were in the room. People I didn't want to see. Ever. Again.

My adoptive parents, my mate and Cheyanne clutching his arm.

“ Hey...” Conner mumbled awkwardly.

“ Come back to finish the job?” I asked him then looked towards my parents who gasped, “ Or are you guys just going to call up your friends to kill me” I asked them.

They looked at me huge eyes all of them. Cheyanne looked pissed though.

“ Get the fuck out, all of you.” I shouted as a nurse arrived in my room.

Cheyanne glared at me, “ I don't care what happened, I don't care who the fuck you think you are, I don't care about any of that crap. Just stay the hell away from my mate, you got that?” She yelled.

I glared at her, “ When he becomes your mate I'll be sure to take your warning in the mean time, you can all go fuck yourself and leave.” I yelled at them as the nurse made them leave. Conner looked back at me seeming to plead with me to let him stay. I rolled my eyes and nodded.

“ He can stay.” Cheyanne looked back at me and growled.

“ Not with out me, he's my mate.” she hissed.

“ No actually he isn't now get the fuck out before I rip your head off.” I said using my royal voice. They all backed up.

I tend to forget that when I used that the half moon shows up on my forehead. Human form included.

“ Yes, I'm a pure-blood, royal if you will. Now get the fuck out.” I growled.

They left without a second thought.

“ What the hell is going on?” Conner asked me as he rubbed his eyes.

I glared at him, “ You tell me, you're the one who stabbed me.” I growled.

“ I don't know what happened, seriously.” He told me his eyes pleading into mine, “ You stopped me from mating with Cheyanne and then It all went blank. I swear I didn't know what happened until you were on the ground bleeding. I don't even know where the knife came from. I don't own any that are laced with silver.”

I looked at him like he was an idiot, “ Obviously I stopped you from mating with Cheyanne, I'm your fucking mate. Dickhead. Why the hell was she all cuddled into you in my fucking room. Why does she think you guys are still mates. What the fuck is going on?” I yelled at him.

“ Jessie, me and Cheyanne are mates. Yes I feel an attraction to you, I'm not going to lie, and yes sometimes it feels just as strong as the bond with Chey, sometimes stronger, but she is my mate. I understand that you are a royal wolf and it would be an honour to be your mate, but I'm not him Jessie.”

My wolf howled one word

Witches.