***Kelly's POV***
I couldn't believe it. The disgustingly filthy wolf was ignoring Dweight as if he didn't even feel the weight of his aggression. I peeked above the bed in time to see Dweight snarl at the intruder and when I looked at the wolf in question he had a crazed look of murderous rage in his eyes right before he threw himself over the bed at me. I flung my arms up to protect my face and just as well that I did because he would have ripped my throat out I was sure.
He bit down hard on my fore arm and then started pulling me back over the bed. He was growling so loudly that I could barely hear myself scream.
The searing pain made me picture the day Daniel broke my arm for threatening the one feme wolf after I caught her leaving my bedroom and buttoning up her blouse.
'You have no claim to me bitch!' His words still sent a shiver of rage through me.
This coming from a man that promised me the moon and the stars claiming he loved me. Hah!
I screamed again, the pain drawing me back to the present as the rogue shook his head, tearing at my flesh. Dweight scrambled over the sheets, ripping the blankets as he did so, staining the once white throw with droplets of blood. He was biting and nipping at the wolf, causing more blood to be spilled, spraying all over my arms but the wolf didn't let go. If anything, it made him angrier and he opened his jaw only to take another bite. I wasn't fast enough though and it tore through my skin, another choking scream bubbling from my chest. This wolf wanted me dead...I couldn't possibly imagine what I did to deserve this kind of hatred.
Dweight gave one last ferocious growl and then clamped his teeth over the rogue's neck and snapped it shut. The wolf's head lolled to the side in an awkward angle, leaving his mouth to open and my arm to slip free.
I instantly scooted away from him, off of the bed and continued to backup until my back was firmly against the wall and my arm was cradled in my lap. It lay limp and I couldn't move my fingers, the aching pain and the shock sending my emotions into overload as I struggled to breathe and cry at the same time.
I kept gasping and crying and looking at the damage that he caused. Blood soaking my borrowed PJs, the tattered sheets, the blood spattered pillows and throw. The beautiful room was destroyed and it looked like he was just after me.
Only me.
