Chapter 14 His

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A/N: That face tho! ^ <3 Also.. this was not what this chapter was supposed to be originally  but like the last 3 chapters I got distracted and wrote something entirely different than what I had planned. :P I'm sorry if this is confusing, I had a hectic day and I feel like I kind of just word vomited a bunch of nonsense this entire chapter. This chapter is only in Amara's POV so don't worry about a POV switch mid chapter. 

and just a PSA, all this weird  wolf stuff with the marking and claiming and yada yada , I'm just making up as I go, I have no facts, or any other book or show I am going off of, its all in my head just kind of making up my own little world as I go.  

Anyways, Enjoy (If possible :/) and let me know what you guys think!

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I had finally figured it out. Killian Jones didn't want to be my mate. He wanted to torture me slowly, and leave me to die.

I groaned and flopped backwards onto the gym mat after finishing a horrendous set of push-ups 

"Oh will you stop whining?" Killian sighed. "You wanted this." He reminded me.

"I wanted you to teach me how to defend myself." I muttered.

"Its pointless to teach you to defend yourself, unless you have strength to do so." Killian said and helped me off of the floor. I rubbed my arms.

"How am I supposed to defend myself if I can't move my arms?" I complained.

"Why don't we just call it a morning? You're clearly ready to give up." Killian said giving me an annoyed look.

I crossed my arms and glared at him.

"I am not!"

"We've only been at this for 30 minutes and you haven't quit whining." Killian shrugged and turned away from me. "Some people just aren't cut out for it, and if you are okay with being the stereotypical runt of the pack then maybe my job here is done."

I don't know what came over me, but I felt something inside of me spark to life at his words. I growled and jumped on his back.

"Don't call me runt!" I yelled.

 He only struggled for a couple of seconds trying to shake me from his back before I found myself airborne, and then hitting my back on the gym mat with a hard thud that almost took the wind out of me. My vision went white for moment and when it came back, Killian's bright blue eyes were inches from my face and he had that damn smirk plastered across his face.

"I have no idea what just happened."

"Its rather simple, I know what makes you tick love, I knew if I made you angry enough I'd get you motivated. Wolves are naturally stronger than humans even in human form. However, for whatever reason, you haven't tapped into that strength."

 "I Know I have, several times." I frowned. "It just kind of comes and goes when I'm-"

"When you're upset?" Killian asked.  "I've noticed that your senses aren't always up to par either, which can be dangerous, deadly even if you find yourself alone." 

I sighed heavily and rolled away from him before standing up.

"So basically, I'm useless." I said and turned away from him.

"You aren't useless Mara. Its something we can fix its just going to take a little more work than we thought. The only time you've ever truly been allowed to show your potential is when you were allowed to shift, therefore you became a completely separate entity from your wolf when we are supposed to be one in the same. Am I making sense love?" Killian asked softly as he stepped behind me running his hands over my shoulders, working his thumbs in the stiff spots.

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