His Beloved

Chapter VIII

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Chapter VIII

"We have to stop," I breathed out, trying desperately to gather my scattered thoughts. It was hard, feeling his body pressed entirely against mine, but I knew I didn't want out mating together to be like this – the result of a fight and him trying to show his control over me. "I won't be with you like this."

His movements stilled and his body stiffened.

And like always he just disappeared.

I sat up in the bed and cupped my cheek, it was starting to sting a little and I'm not sure if I fully comprehend what just happened – he actually slapped me.  

How dare he!

Fuming I got out of bed and hesitantly walked to the bathroom, looking in the mirror. My cheek was red but not like it was going to bruise – if it did I would have been out of here so quickly.

I'm actually shocked he hit me.

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I didn't see Aron the next day, but Josie was told I wasn't go to school which was fine by me. I really wanted to speak to Alana though...her mate, Talon? He had to be an old vampire, I needed to ask her whether or not he'd hit her. Was this like some kind of old tradition of "honour me wife" thing the humans did?

I wouldn't be slapped around.

There had to be a phone around here somewhere, what kind of person in this century doesn't have a phone – obviously me and a witch coven – but I'm fairly sure my father had one and hid it.

Aron had to have one.

I could risk going to his office but I didn't even know if he was home or not.

What if he was in there?
Sighing I decided to just write back to Willa, maybe she could tell me, seeing as everyone in the world knew everything about my mate except for me.

Dear Willa,

Well don't freak out or anything but I was attacked by a werewolf last night. It's not as terrifying as it sounds – no, what was more terrifying was what Aron did, I'm not sure I even have the stomach to write it down for you.

 

I'm seeing another side of him lately – a side I'm not sure I can even handle. He's got this crazy ability to just be able to kill people without blinking an eye.

 

They caught a female were apparently and she was observing us – no werewolves here so of course it was big news. She was being moved up to the dungeons and somehow she got into our room and grabbed me when I was taking a shower.

 

She held something to my neck and before I knew it Aron was in here and I was thrown to the floor – and I have a really sore bump I just noticed. All I remember is watching him rip her head from her shoulders.

 

I woke up and confronted him about why he killed her, and why he felt no remorse and he – don't get mad.

 

He slapped me.

Hard too, I'm not just saying he tapped my cheek – it really hurt.