My Human and Abused Mate

Chapter 5

Blake's P. O. V.

I have felt anger before, many times.

Rage? Sometimes

Wrath? It was a first.

How dare someone touch my mate?

Was the second thing on my mind as I looked at Maia's cheek. I am not allowed to speak of the first thing that occurred in my mind on this book.

I looked at the red bluish mark tarnishing the glow of my beautiful mates' skin. 

It was obvious that someone had hurt Maia. I swore to the moon Goddess that when I find out who the person is they'll suffer dearly.

"Who did this?!?!" I growled. My wolf wanted out. Jace wanted to turn on full animal and tear the person limb by limb.

 I tried to calm my wolf when I saw Maia's eyes turn bright with fear.

'Out mate is afraid of us' my wolf cried. I mentally rolled my eyes 'well maybe if you actually try to control yourself and not shift into a big fluffy wolf she wouldn't be afraid of us" I replied.

He mentally rolled his eyes just as I said. 'You need anger management"

I closed my eyes and feel them turn back to the shade of my normal sea-green eyes. "I'm sorry" I apologized,"I just don't want to see you hurt, who did that to you?" I questioned.

Maia looks down at hands, as if they were the most interesting view in the world. 

"I-I have to go" she mutters.

Maia's P. O. V.

I wanted to tell him so bad. 

I trusted him more than anyone I ever trusted in my life, even though I've only known him for a short time. He was my new friend but I couldn't risk my parents finding out. I couldn't risk him getting killed. I already lost one friend I'm not planning on loosing another.

"I-I have to go" I stuttered opening the car door and getting out.

I made my way to the school entrance but was stopped by a hand grabbing my arm.

The sudden action made me stiffen. I had to bite my lip hard to avoid screaming as the wounds on my back jerked with force. I was pretty sure they were bleeding again.

"Maia-"

I cut him off.

"I...can't tell you" I whispered sadly. His eyes widened in shock and hurt which made my heart break. I felt safe around him but despite that I just met the guy, I can't just go and tell him.

 I can't tell him what they do. What they will do if they knew I made a friend. For both his protection and mine.

He looked strong and seemed to be able to take care of himself but my father was another story. He wouldn't stop until the boy in front of me would be 10 feet underground if he got any word of this.

 "Why can't you tell me?" He asked his tone getting louder. His voice making me flinch.

"I know I just met you and all but this isn't how we're supposed to treat each other. Mat- I mean friends don't keep things as big as these from each, first the bruise and now it looks like someone slapped you. Why can't you understand that I would protect you if you told me!" He shouted.

I flinched again from his raised voice. Why did it have to remind me of my parents? Why do I constantly feel threatened despite being away from them?