My Broken Mate (Man x Man)

Chapter 8

Connor's P.O.V

I gulp feeling nervous as well as terrified of the situation. I don't think that man is my soulmate, firstly because he is a man and I do not like men, I'm straight and like girls, ...at least I think so. Secondly, I know nothing about him and I do not trust him because he could very well be another Mark and I disperse Mark. Thirdly I don't believe in soulmates but if I did I wouldn't want to burden anyone with someone like me, someone unloved, unclean, and not worthy of such a wonderful thing such as love.

I peek out from under the bed to see James clinging onto his brother like a koala bear, sobbing into his shirt while Jasper tries to comfort him, whispering something to him that I couldn't hear, rubbing soothing circles on his back. For some off reason, I smile softly at the caring sight, liking how loving and sweet he's being to his sad brother.

I shake my head trying to get that feeling out of my mind. I couldn't see Jasper's face very well from where I'm positioned but I could make out inky black hair that was a stark contrast to the sandy blond hair of James.

The bigger one of the two has a back of rippling hard muscles that move and flex with each movement of his shoulders, threatening to rip the skin-tight t-shirt to shreds, with a pair of thick thighs that look like their suffocating in those jeans, with black boots to finish off the look. While the smaller boy looks like a kitten in size to the wolf of a man that's by his side, with his cute features and small frame, thin arms with less muscle definition, he's overall cute and not scary looking unlike his brother who I'm very much afraid of and not only because I don't trust him.

Jasper pulls away from James to stare at his little brother's face, James stares back with teary eyes sniffing and wiping his nose with the sleeve of his shirt, Jasper cups his brothers face in his hands using his thumbs to wipe under his eyes, he kisses his brother softly on the forehead and nods his head at James telling him something that I can't make out. James returns the nod and turns his gaze to me instantly locking eyes with mine, he moves towards the bars and smiles gently at me.

"Connor, it's okay, you can come out from under the bed, Jasper is not going to hurt you, I promise, he'll die before thinking of harming you." James tries to persuade me to come out from under the protection of the bed. He smiles, making hand motions that imply I come towards him, but I was not paying attention to him as my eyes were locked with bright vibrant green eyes.

My own eyes widen at the intense look in those bottle-green eyes the love and admiration, as well as the desperation in them, it shocked me to the core of my being. His gaze stole my breath and his emotions are affecting me in a way I don't understand but what I do know is that I want to hug him just as James had done moments ago, which terrifies me.

I quickly tore my gaze away from him not wanting to submerge myself with those feelings and thoughts again, not to be overcome by the emotions I get when our eyes had locked, but my eyes followed Jasper as if it had a mind of its own, observing his movements as he stands next to his kneeling brother, who's still trying to get me to obey his command to come towards him.

My eyes scan over Jasper noticing that he was a very tall man probably standing at six feet or over, his shoulders broad and big that leads to thick muscular arms covered in bulging veins, his hands looking huge even from here, making me shrink into myself as the unwanted image of him crushing my skull enters my thoughts.

I shuddered, shaking my head before my gaze returned to his godly physique, where I found myself gaping at his wide and plump chest, threatening to rip his shirt to pieces because of how big and define there are. My eyes travel down the length of his torso to his narrow waist, pass his hips, and down his long and muscular legs until my eyes finally landed on his boot concealed feet.

I look up at the sound of someone clearing their throat, only to look into the amused eyes of my supposed mate. Hearing snickers I glance in James' direction to find him giggling behind his hand attempting to hide his laughter at the situation. James notices me staring at him, he wriggles his eyebrows and winks at me all while softy laughing at me.

I blush bright red in embarrassment from getting caught checking out Jasper but it wasn't even my fault my eyes had a mind of its own, I tell you, I wasn't the one looking because I don't like boys, Jasper must be mistaken about us being mates as I don't like him at all.

Jasper clears his throat again, snapping my attention to him, where my eye meets at pair of gentle eyes and a soft smile that for was reason made my insides melt and my heart soar. It was a smile that spoke of comfort and love, a smile that I didn't want to trust.

"Connor it's okay, you're safe no one is going to hurt, everything is going to be just fine." Jasper softy declares with the same smile on his face. "Please, Connor will you come out from under the bed, you're safe in there and if it makes you feel better I'm outside the bars of the cell and you're inside."

Like knowing I'm locked in another cage we'll make me feel better.

I think scoffing sarcastically, mentally rolling my eyes.

And from the grimace on Jasper and James's face, I'm guessing their thinking the same thing.

"Ummmm.....that came out wrong but you get what I meant." He mutters, awkwardly scratching the back of his head looking sheepish.

I did know what he meant but I don't know if I should listen to him and comply with what he wants but looking into his eyes I only see fierce admiration, concern, and a lot of strong emotions that I've only seen in my parents' eyes as they gazed lovely at each other and me.

Reluctantly I crawl out from under the bed, dashing to the back of the room, I, eye their movements watching them in case they try something, sure, if they do anything, I wouldn't be able to defend myself, but that didn't stop my paranoia. My eyes dart between the brothers warily as they smile in triumph from successfully getting me to leave the comfort of the dark abyss below the mattress.

"Well, at least he's out in the open where you can see him, brother." James shrugs his shoulders, before nudging his brother playfully, before winking at me and clicking his tongue. Jasper chuckles shaking his head at his brother.

"Anyways, James, what are you doing here and what's the bag for?" Jaspers questions James, looking at the smiling face of his brother who laughs before responding.

"Well, dear brother of mine," James starts with a smirk on his lips. "Poor Connor here didn't get food or water as well as a blanket as it's pretty freaking cold down here in the prison, " he chides Jasper with a tiny glare in his eyes and his hands on his hips. "And seeing as your mate is a human I wanted to make sure he was comfortable, as you didn't do that yourself because you thought he might be a hunter which he isn't by the way and I can't even believe you'd suspect sweet Connor as one of those monsters." James finishes with a tsk as he shakes his head in disapproval.

Jasper stares at James with a dark look in his eyes, his jaw clenched and his eyebrows frowned in anger, and his hand twitching at his side. James seems to notice his reaction looking confused for a moment before he is hit with the realization of what he said his eyebrows raised his eyes wide and his mouth form in an 'o' shape.

Folding his arms together, James glimpses at Jaspers's red face and attempts to smile sheepishly but it comes out more like a cringe before he whispers out.

"Oops!"