The Inmates Mate

Chapter Fourteen

The Inmates Mate

Chapter Fourteen

Ebony

I jolted awake when I suddenly remembered I had to go eat breakfast with my family. I didn't know what time it was since when I first got home I collapsed onto my bed without setting an alarm to wake me up in the morning.

I shifted in my bed still tired but luckily I didn't have a pounding in my head like I did yesterday. I ran my hands through my bed quickly searching for my phone. I turned it on and groaned when it said 8:38.

I was supposed to be at my moms at 9. Fuck why do I do this to myself every time Ebony? You would think I would learn to set a damned alarm to prevent things like for example, me being late to my date with Raul.

Raul, he just popped into my head as well. I felt guilt and frustration crawl all over my skin as I quickly stood and took off my clothes from yesterday. Our conversation still played over and over in my head surprisingly not causing me to have a headache at the moment.

My thoughts in the shower consumed me. I washed my hair and body as I saw the bruises still littered on my skin from Raul. I ran over my skin with a smile naturally forming on my lips as I closed my eyes and remembered how good he felt touching me.

"God dammit Ebony, focus!" I scolded myself as I shook my head and rinsed my hair out. "Ok, so to be with Raul or to not be."

I chuckled to myself since I sounded like a Shakespeare novel. I ran through the possibilities in my head the first, imagining myself without him. I felt a hole inside of my chest form just thinking about it all. How could I feel this attached to him only knowing him a week? Oh yeah, the fucking mate bond.

I knew I was not happy knowing that Raul killed someone. The thought made me sick since I lived my life only saving people from death, not causing it. But his explanation of why he did it, unfortunately made sense to me.

I mean, werewolves are just like any pack in the animal kingdom. If an alpha is unfit to rule, the younger and stronger animal kills the alpha and obtains his roles thereafter. It made sense but also barbaric from a human viewing from afar.

I shivered just thinking about how Raul most likely killed him. Him mainly being in wolf form and his large sharp teeth clamping down on another wolf's neck to kill him. The sight alone made me nauseous, but the sadistic part of me was also aroused by his strength.

I have always found Raul very sexy since he was basically a walking brick wall. The tattoos only tipped me over the edge at the mouth watering sight of him. But his wolf still scared me, he was far too big for my human brain to just let near me and not have my fight or flight response kick in to run.

My mind quickly switched its roles to think about if I was with Raul. I became nervous all of a sudden just thinking about him. Funny how he could do that to me and not even be around.

I washed my body and turned off the water. I went into my closet to find something casual to wear to my moms house. My mind still continued to race as I dried myself off.

So if I did end up with Raul, I guess that would mean I would have to accept the fact that he has killed someone, or people since I didn't know if there were more than one. A part of me also would have to come to terms with the fact that the old alpha is most likely not the only werewolf he will kill in the future.

It's kind of a fucked up way to think about it, but it's like living with a serial killer. Knowing the entire time when he leaves the house he is killing someone but when he comes home I have dinner waiting on the table for him and a kiss on the cheek.