The Hunted

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Matt's POV

The four boys looked at me as if I was crazy and I just stated right back at them.

"We are not going anywhere with you, we don't even know you" my mate said firmly directly at me

"You dont have a choice" I said back

"The fuck you mean, I don't have a fucking choice!?" My mate said to me slowly

He has a fucking attitude problem and I don't like it. I have never been disrespected in my life and I am not going to start fucking now. If he thinks he can get away with disrespecting me like that he has another thing coming his way. Because I promise to all things that are werewolf and mafia that I will fucking break him by the end of the fucking month.

"You should watch your mouth, little one" chris said to him in a warning tone because I am sure my friends can feel my control of my anger fading away.

"Maybe you should shut the fuck up, big one" my mate said to chris and scoffs at him

I growl in the back of my throat and everybody stops to look at me my friends can sense that the last of my restraint is gone as I take calm steps to my mate and bend in front of him but before I can say anything

"Get the fuck out of my face, idiot" my mate yells in my face

I turn around to look at my friends and signal them to pick up there mates and bring them back to the house as they head off with there screaming mates is there arms I turn back to my mate and stare at him until I can't feel the others around.

I grab him tightly by the neck but not tight enough to choke him I looked straight in his eyes and said

"I will break you, I promise you that and by the time I'm finished with you you'll be my personal little slut" he didn't say anything after I said that.

He opened his mouth to say something rude to me

"Fuck you I'm not anyone's...." smack before he could finish his sentence I slapped him hard. He looked at me in shock before he started cursing me and smack smack smack I hit him three more times to get him to stop but to my surprise he moans and my dick slightly hardens at the sound, welp it looks like I'm dealing with a mosacahnist and I smirk in my head he likes pain.

"Stupid bitch, why the fuck did you hit me!?" My mate really had a attitude problem and that was a turn on as well of a turn off because I don't do well with disrespect.

"Stop fucking cursing!" I shouted in his face and I saw him flinch at the tone of my voice. He didn't say anything after that he just sat there with his head down looking at the ground like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

I reached out a hand to touch him and he jumped a little bit when my hand came in contact with his head but he still did not look at me he kept his head down and it was really starting to piss me off so I grabbed this chin in a tight grasp and made him look me in the eyes but what I saw nearly broke my heart, my mate had tears running down his face by I couldn't be weak with him because I know that moment I start to baby him he will start to disrespect me again.

"Get Up!" I said

"No!"

"Get up, now!"I tried again

"Fuck, no"

"I'm not going to ask you again, get the fuck up, before I really get mad!"

"And I said NO" he said with a glare, but I could see the fear in his eyes that he tried so hard to hide. I purposely put pressure on his neck just a little bit so breathing became a little difficult.