Prisoner of Love

Mark

I stay in bed all day, Reth with me of course. I feel like with my witch side suppressed I can really be my old self. Running his hands on my sides he sniffs my neck. I tilt my head slightly, showing him the base. He runs his finger over the spot he wishes to mark, tingles fly everywhere. I know he wants to, I just don't want it again.

My heart hammers in my chest, clenching my fists slightly. "Relax babe, I'm not gonna kill you."

I take a deep breath willing myself to relax, it's okay, I'll be fine. Right?

"I know I just..." I trailed off looking for the right words.

"Remember when I first marked you?"

I blush at the thought, my wall crumbling as I begin to remember. It felt so...nice. But his mark, it hurt more than anything.

"I won't hurt you." he rubs circles over my hand, as if easing my fear.

"It's killing me...to know I failed to protect you, you know."

I felt guilty that he blames himself, but what can I say. A part of me even blames him, I can't help it.

If it helps I feel differently than I did, even if it is just a little. Im glad he's with me, but I still wish to be alone. It makes me feel safer,
knowing no one can hurt me.

"You're safe." he states.

"You don't kn-"

"I do know! I won't let anything happen to you! Never again." The last part came out as an hoarse whisper.

My heart clenched for him, yet my stubbornness surfaced. How do I know? I could die tomorrow right, isn't that why the kids now of days say...yolo?

"Will it be, quick?" I whisper.

"Yes, I promise." He sounds sad.

He kisses my tender neck softly, before sinking his teeth in. It hurt at first, but my tolerance for pain has already skyrocketed. I grip his shirt tightly, shifting in his lap. Tucking my face in his shirt, I feel sluggish.

"There, I'm done, are you okay?" he asks.

I nod weakly, our relationship might be unstable now, but I'm hopping to rebuild it. I want it to be like before, but I don't know anymore.

"The affects, will be different." he says suddenly.

"What do you mean." I ask glancing up at him.

"I mean now that I'm alpha, your human body will be filled with to much energy. Your body will burn it off by going into heat."

"Heat?"

"It's something female wolves go through, there body's produce a smell that attracts unmated males. I will even be affected."

"But I don't want anymore people to touch me!" I clutch his shirt for dear life, clinging to him, which I'm sure he likes.

"I'll be damned if another male even lays eyes on you, only I'm allowed to touch you. But I won't, but it will be hard."

"Why?" I ask.

"You will be very...needy. You'll want any male to touch you."

"N-no I can't!" I shout drastically and embarrassed like.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you or let anyone else touch you." he holds me tightly.

"Promise?" I felt childish, going from a badass, stubborn jerk to a needy baby was embarrassing, I need some reassurance.

"I promise" he laughs.

"Shut up!" I snap playfully, at least things are getting less awkward.