Reject, A Werewolf Mini-Story ✔️

Chapter 6

Marina's POV

I made soft gasps, trying to muffle my pain.

It burned. Like someone had poured bleach straight into my eyes.

It's the side effects of being a seer.

The bigger the vision.
The harsher the pain.

**Breathe Marina, you are dong great.** Claris cooed, trying to sooth me with her strength. Part of having a wolf, is that you can share the pain.

I could feel my eyes ease a little as Claris's presence got stronger, but it didn't help the tears rolling down my cheeks as I clenched my eyes.

I accidentally made a some what loud scream, grabbing a towel near by to bite down on it, not caring where I grabbed it from.

"Mari? Everything okay in there?" Q knocked on the door, his voice sounded on edge.

I tried to respond, but all that came out was another agonized scream.

Suddenly the door swung open, banging the wall behind it. I couldn't open my eyes to see what was going on, but I felt one of Q's strong hands wrap around my back as he pulled me from the water. The towel that was still muffling my screams covered my body as Q rested my small form in his lap, soaking his already wet clothes.

"Shhh," He cooed, rocking me back and forth as tears came down in waves. "I'm here Marina, I'm here." His words were actually very comforting. The pain was finally subsiding and all I was left with was swollen eyes and sniffles. "Marina what happened?"

"It's a punishment," my voice was so hoarse from screaming, "For seeing into the unseen future." I managed to pry open my eyes to see a shocked, worried, tired, and horrified Q. He was looking straight down at me and pulled me closer to his chest like I was a part of him.

He stayed silent, just listening to my heartbeat which gradually slowed down from its adrenaline rush. Today's pain was worse than other times, and the vision wasn't even that large.

"Are you hungry?" Q asked after what felt like an eternity. I made a low hum, feeling exhausted. He started to get up slowly, but I noticed his eyes darkened as he gazed down at me.

I'm still butt naked. With a small towel as coverage.

I immediately pulled the towel up to my collar bone, revealing more leg but covering more of my chest. I felt like my face and body was on fire from embarrassment.

"I-I l-left some clothes for you in the bedroom," Q stuttered, easing me to my feet while looking the other way, "J-just call me when you are done." A small pink was forming on his neck, making my cheeks heat up more until the two of us were like a pair of tomatoes.

Q stood all the way up, not looking at me as he walked away, but I noticed his gaze lingered on my battle gear that hung on the towel rack.

I waited till he left the bathroom and I heard a door close. I suddenly was very conscious of my body.

How you could see my ribs and the outlines of ever bone.

How my skin looked sickenly pale and my eyes showing no life.

I look dead.

**You look beautiful.** Claris spoke softly as I walked out in the towel, see the clothes laid out on the bed.

There was a simple black sports bra with black leggings and a huge black sweatshirt that looked like it could be Q's. There were even black panties making me wonder if these people even know what color is because, now that I'm thinking about it, all of them wore black.