His abused mate

true mate

He laughed.

Laughed.

I felt hot tears run down my cheeks. I would have ran out if he didn't have such a strong grip on my hips.

He tighten his grip on my hips. It was so tight I thought it would draw blood.

"I'm going to kill them," he tighten his grip more.
"I am going to rip them from limp to limp." I could feel my sides bruising.
"I am going to put my hand down there throat and snatch out there organs". I could feel his nails piercing my skin, drawing blood.

I watched as the deep red blood hit the almost gold, yet somewhat tan color carpet, staining it.

His laugh echoed off the walls, giving it a fearful effect, he let his dry chuckle hang in the air as he got up and put the shirt on me. He gave me a pair if black shorts that were so short that you couldn't see them under his large shirt.
I automatically felt exposed.

"I'm taking you to the pack doctor." His sinister smile plastered on his face, he took me by the hand and lead me to an elevator.

I focused on the ring after each floor we passed.

We were on the eighth floor. He guided me in what look like a nurse's office. Then a woman with blonde hair and green eyes popped out.

"Helllloooo, alpha how are you?" her voice was a little to high for my liking.

"Just fine, I need you to check out my mate for me." He says nodding his head towards me.

"Mate? I thought you and Brittney were doing well..." She now looked me right in the eyes with disgust, "She even told me, you said you were making her Luna next week."

'He was going to make someone else Luna, I knew he was a bastard.' My wolf was crushed.

"In all honesty I think your making the wrong decision. Brittney is a wonderful girl! But... girl get up here and take off your clothes," anyone could hear anger hanging from her words.

I got on the bed that had some kind of plastic on it. I took of both my shirt and the shorts. She roughly took my one of my legs in her hand and pushed in one of my bruises. I screamed out in pain and I was yanked into Conner's arms.

"Gently. Or you and your family will be rouges," he claimed though his clenched jaw.
"I'll be right back." he said, as he gave my hand a squeeze.

He didn't care. He was going to make another girl Luna.

She moved from my arms to my legs, "Well, well, well, look what we have here." She smirked.
One she knew that Conner would have to reject me for.