Chapter 5
I wanted to break. Just start crying and not stop until I had nothing left. But this was my mate, and I would not be weak. He was MINE. How dare some slut come and be with my mate, to come and give him pleasure only I was made to give him. I watched as the whore moved on top of my mate, her long black curls bouncing along her back and breathy moans escape her mouth.
Oh. Fuck. No.
I walked into the small closet and grabbed her by the hair, ripping her off of my man and slamming her into the ground. I had no control anymore, and I was gad of it. People have taken my pride, my happiness, even my innocence, but I'll be damned if someone takes my mate.
I looked into her eyes and saw surprise and fear. Thats right bitch, be afraid of me. I closed my fist and smashed it into her face. Over and over again I hit her, not able to stop. Its like my mind has finally snapped and I let all my anger out on this pathetic girl, but I didn't care. She deserved it.
I felt someone wrap their arms around me from behind, and I knew instantly who it was from the sparks that ignited my entire body.
Eric.
I turned towards him and looked into his angry brown eyes and grabbed a fistful of his thick hair and gave him my own possessive and infuriated look. "You. Are. Mine!" I growled, right before I smashed my lips onto his.
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Teen Fiction16 year old Sirena has always wanted one thing. A mate. No matter how hard her life got, no matter how much she hurt, she always stayed alive in the one hope that someday, she will meet her one true love. Eric, the soon to be beta of the Northeast p...