The Wolfs Master// Noah Centineo

CHAPTER 8

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I decided to take a shower and then figure out what to do with the rest of my time.

Turns out I forgot I did not have any clothes to change into. Might as well wash my face then.

I walk into the bathroom and the first thing I see is a pile of clothes on the bathroom Island.

They are not the ones Noah had on yesterday,and they smell clean too. They smell like him more.

Maybe he left them out for me. How nice.

I take the longest shower paying details to my long extremely black hair. I'm disgusted by the color of water that comes out of my hair. The wounds that I had on my back have healed almost completely. I take a look at myself in the mirror completely naked.

I don't like what I see. Every place the Lord had bitten into me, had two bloodied spots. My back was completely covered in scabs even though it didn't hurt anymore.

Flashbacks of the previous night, when the Lord wanted to defile me crash into my head and I can't even look at myself anymore. I feel disgusted by myself. I should have fought him. But he is way stronger than I I'm. But I should have tried. My mate is Jason and even though it doesn't feel like it, he is. He is the only one who should touch me in that way. We still hadn't done anything that sexual...I mean the man had never seen me naked, but he was the only one who was supposed to.

I feel like I have betrayed my entire race. Allowing that disgusting son of bitch to even touch me was a big mistake.

My father once told me, it is better to die in pride than to submit to fear. I did that. I submitted in fear. I was going to let him do what he wanted with me without as much as a fight. Instead of dying like the wolf I was.

It killed me..and I realized that I was shaking and sweating I had to calm myself down.

I got back into the shower and cleaned myself again. I dried my hair and my body, and put on the clothes that I found on the island.

His t shirt smelled like him, but it was big. It reached all the way to my knees so I didn't even bother putting on the sweatpants.

I decided to sit on the window pane, which was really big, and just look outside the window.

There are little girls playing out in the midday sun. A calm breeze gently sweeping against the trees. The world outside is calm and clear even though my heart and head is in a storm.

It's time for lunch for lunch but I'm not even hungry. So I just sit on Noah's bed flipping through the channels on the flat screen TV mounted on the wall. Nothing excites me on the TV so in the end I end up turning it off.

Noah's bookcase is full of so many books that I have never even heard off or seen in my entire life. I grab the first one I see. The cover page, is.... Well to put it in simple terms, very erotic. Nevertheless, I pick it and start reading.

I sit on the window pane again and read a solid eighty eight chapters before I realize I'm too riled up to continue.

Jason isn't here to fix it.( Cough)

My nipples are hard already and not wearing a bra isn't helping. If Noah comes home now, he will absolutely notice,so I wear the hoodie from yesterday.

There some blanks papers on Noah's desk, so I take a pencil and sit on the window pane and start to sketch anything and everything I can see.

I'm not a good artist,but I can sketch really nice.