Ember Harper's POV:
"He's what?" I questioned in a shout, dearly hoping that I didn't hear him right. I was already at my edge, ready to blow up and let out my anger on the first thing I saw.
"A sadist. He enjoys other people's pain, a certain type of pain." He repeated himself, almost as if he supposed I did not know the definition of the haunting word.
My shoulders slumped, my whole mood going to hell and beyond. I thought of all the times that we shared intimate moments and all the times that he treated me gently. I felt like it was all an act, like he just wanted to tie me up and whip me until I cried.
"I'm going upstairs." I mumbled, wanting to curl myself in sheets and cry out all the tears that started spilling out now.
But instead of running upstairs like I planned to, I stopped in my tracks when Christian's hand gripped my wrist and pulled me back.
He looked worried, his eyebrows creasing in a frown that I was not used to seeing on his face.
"Please don't take this in a different way." He pleaded, making me look down at my feet and shake my head violently.
Yanking my hand out of his death grip, I tried to gulp down a ball of pressure that gathered in my throat.
"He slept with twenty-nine women before I came, Christian. What is there to take in a different way?" I hiccupped at the last sentence, running up the stairs faster than ever before.
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My head was lifted up from beneath the thin sheets when I heard the room door creak open.
My eyes focused back on the door, seeing Brutus.
His eyebrows were knitted, an angered yet sad look lingering in his stormy blue eyes.
Anger built up inside of me instead of sadness, the paper that I crumbled into a ball now being thrown at his chest.
It fell to the floor, his eyes ripping away from me and averting to it.
"What's wrong mi bella, what's this?" He questioned, nodding his head over to the paper that was still laying on the ground gravely.
"You tell me, Brutus."
He finally picked up the ball of paper, his eyes widening once he saw the content of it.
Shocked expression now poured over his once confused one, his jaw dropping.
"Twenty-nine women, Brutus. All of them which were before me, or after, who knows?" I vocalized, my voice still shaky. But it still held anger, stone cold tone to it that made his overly tall body freeze.
He approached me, sitting on the edge of the bed.
I scooted away from him, eventually ending up on the other side of the large bed.
"Ember it wasn't like tha-"
"It wasn't like what? So you did not sleep with that many women, then told me that you were waiting only for me because I was destined for you?" I asked, clinging the sheets closer to my body that suddenly felt so exposed.
I couldn't be what he needs. I can't be a toy that he gets to toss around however he wants and needs.
"I lost all hope, Ember. I thought that I would never find you." He explained himself, his answer angering me even more.
"With this much occupation, I don't think you even tried." I hissed, lifting myself off the bed and standing up to my feet. He copied my action, approaching me once again.
"Brutus, I can't be what you want. I can't be someone that will obey your every wish just so you could feel pleasure. I had enough of pain throughout my life, I can't do it." My voice cracked, my puffy eyes producing even more tears.
He looked pained, almost as if he was going to cry with me soon. Regret was present in his eyes, mixing with many more emotions that I was simply too tired to recognize.
"And I don't want you to change, Ember! You are what I want, you are far from that." He gulped
"And I did try, I swear I searched as much as I could. But... I got dragged into that kind of a lifestyle and I can't regret it more now! I wish I could lose my purity with my mate, with the person that I love! I'm so sorry..." He looked away, his eyes looking outside of the window.
They were glossy, the white of his eye beginning to linger with a pink shade.
My chest ached, I was the one who felt guilt now.
He suddenly started walking, dropping onto his knees in front of me. I gasped and tried to walk back, but he pulled me back by the back of my exposed thighs.
"Brutus, stop." I begged, it paining me to see him shattering right before my eyes.
"Please." I whispered through tears, hopeless once I saw that he pressed his head against my abdomen. He pulled me towards himself more, kissing the skin of my stomach that was exposed due to my shirt lifting up slightly.
"I am sorry, mi bella. Incredibly sorry, I know that I'm the biggest bastard existent." He apologized once again, my fingers tangling themselves into his voluminous hair while tears still ran down my face.
"I can't do anything else but beg for forgiveness, the damage has ready been done. But I will change for you, I want to and need to. I want you to feel love while making love, not pain." He told me once he lifted his head up, his eyes connecting with mine.
A smile fell upon my face as I knelt down also, capturing our lips together. He still clung onto me like a toddler, his lips falling into the most innocent kiss he has ever given me.
"I love you, Brutus." I said, grabbing his face with my hand as I stared into his eyes once again.
"I love you too, mi bella. More than anything."
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Alpha Brutus ✔
Werewolf"Mine. You are meant to be mine. Moon Goddess destined for us to rule together. And you can't do a fucking thing about it." After being put through abuse for the most of her life, Ember Harper found her way to escape one day. With nowhere to go, she...
