I stared down at my unconscious mate, laying in this hospital bed, that I put him in.
This is my fault.
"What happen to him," I asked whoever was in the room.
"He injected himself with a dangerous amount of wolfs bane, after you rejected himself."
I could hear sadness in his voice.
He tried to kill himself?
Did I brake him so much that he couldn't live anymore?
I'm a worthless mate.
I didn't even hear his side of the story.
"Can I have a minuet alone please," I heard the door swing open and close, leaving me and Nash in the room.
That's when I started braking down.
"I'm so s-sorry I had to put you through this pain," I sobbed.
"You don't deserve this. You don't deserve me. Your not the monster I thought you were, it was me this whole time."
I held his hand in mine, holding tightly.
"I would push people away, and I ended up pushing you to the brink of death. If anyone should die it should b-be my," I stuttered closing my eyes.
"Stop crying, kitten," a voice said as a hand whipped my watery checks, sending faint sparks where it touched.
My eyes shot open to meet beautiful pale blue ones.
"I'm sorry I did this to you-"
"No this my fault. I tried to get you out my head."
"You were thinking of hurting me and my family weren't you," I looked at the ground and slowly pulled my hand away from his.
He grabbed hold of my hand, not letting go, "No I would never think that. I was thinking how beautiful your eyes are, and how peaceful you look sleeping in my arms, and how cute your little nose is." I laughed at his comments. He's so adorable.
"The list goes on."
He gave me a smile showing his perfect teeth.
"And it made me realize," I knew there was a catch.
"Realize what," I asked frighten at his reply.
"That I love you."
Butterflies started fluttering in my stomach. A smile made it's way on my face.
"Even after all if that I did to you? We haven't known each other that long."
"I don't blame you for anything." I smashed my lips to his, holding his checks in my hands.
"Come here," Nash opened his arms and scooted over in the giant king sized.
I cuddled up to him in the bed.
It was complete silence for several minutes, until I asked him something that's was gaining on my mind.
"How'd you get this room?
"My pack owns this hospital. They use the second top floor for pack members and the top floor for the alpha, beta, gamma, and important guess."
"That's a really long way of saying powerful people get more attention then others," I grunted.
"What's that suppose to mean," he questioned, confused.
"Your kind take statues way to seriously."
"No we are just getting the respect that we deserve. And aren't you an alpha?"
"Yes but alphas are the same as the rest of the pride. the only difference is that we represent and protect our pride. You control others," I spat.
I didn't mean to be so harsh, but how dear he say that werewolf alphas and werecats are the same.
"Like I said we are getting what we deserve," he growled.
"No your just to damn greedy to notice that your just like omega," I lifted myself from the bed.
"You do not talk to me like that. You might be my mate but you will not disrespect me. I demand respect," he said following my off the bed, eyes black with anger.
"I don't give respect to people who don't deserve it."
I was so pissed off but I don't even now how though.
"All you alphas do is fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck up people's life, fuck up there dreams and fuck sluts until you find your mate," I screamed at him. I know from experience.
Most of the she-cats in my pride were raped then killed by the wolf alpha.
"The only thing I plan on fucking is you," he growled.
Wow....that escalated quickly...
I stood shocked for a second before my cat went into action; I let out a growl then super speeded my way to him, once again, smashing my lips to his.
He responded quickly to me eager lips.
Walking forward, we fell in the bed never braking the kiss.
Our tongues explored each others mouth, sending sparks everwhere.
His hands found it's way up my shirt, tracing over my faint abs, slowly creeping toward my chest.
I pulled off my shirt and let him soaked it in.
Once he was satisfied, he pulled at my neck, bringing me to him.
He pulled in my hair a I trailed kisses down his jaw line, making my way to his bare chest. Pulling harder when I left love bits.
Feeling the urge to be closer to him, I grinned against him, sending him crazy. I heard my jean shorts start to rip from Nash's doing.
"Alpha, are you- oh shit!"
I pulled away and looked for my shirt, still on his lap.
Nash sat up, then wrapped his hand around my neck, pulling me to his lips. He kiss was soft and lovingly. Nothing like a second ago.
"We'll finish this later," he lefts me off his lap as if I was a feather.
He walked out the room to go talk to the guy, I never saw who.
Was I about to you know what with him? Does he know that I'm not a virgin?
Shit. I probably should have said something earlier.
Well he's bound to find out sometime.
I just hope he doesn't hate me for it
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Waaazzz uuuupppp.
How was it.
So I decided that Dylan Sparyberry cause he's just soo adorable
Pic of NashAnyway...
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Werewolf"Now what if you were a fifteen year old in high school and gets bullied by other high school boys. Seems like what a normal life of a teenage boy nerd, but that's the problem. I'm not a normal teenager, and I'm sure as hell not a boy." . . . . Joze...