The scars on her skin

Ch16

⬆️Agnes Obel- riverside⬆️
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Alex pov.
The water felt relaxing, it trickled down my skin. the gray clouds of water vapor swirled around

I looked at my arm the beads of hot water gliding down my pale skin, along the puckered scared skin

It slighly stung the newer marks but it was bearable. I probably was in the shower for hours tracing the marks and contemplating what I should do

He was my mate but what a mate I was to be part demon a unnatural creation that's soul purpose is to kill werewolves

And blacks soul purpose was to find me and torture me, killing everything I love. i couldn't stay it would be worse if I did.

But my mind was fighting the thought, rose and thorn didn't want to leave no matter how true my decision was

I wasn't that mate for him I could barely get close to leo or any guy for that matter without out having PRS (post rape syndrome).

Let alone give him children especially with the trauma of how black had slaughtered all my past children.

I only ever named my first child. her name was Annabelle but black killed her after that I never named my children knowing it was more painful when they were taken away if I had claimed them with a name.

Annabelle I didn't even get to hold her when she was born. I got out of the shower and turned off the water.

I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself as if it were a shield protecting me from the world.

Looking in the mirror I looked exhausted. bags under my eyes and a blank expression looking back threw the somewhat steamed up mirror

I walked out of the bathroom into his room to find where the clothes left he sad he would leave

Hopefully he wouldn't hear me and I could get dressed and make my escape.

I dropped the wet white cloth and started investigating the clothes. there was a note with writing described on it the drifted out from the clothes as I picked them up.

Leaning down I looked at the inscription it read:
Dear Alex this is Annie,
Leo's sisters I brought you some clothes for you so if my brother try's to take the credit just know he's to stupid to pick out clothes.
-your future sister in law Annie

By the look of the note I could tell she was pretty young. there were hearts and flowers and all sorts of girly drawings

It was cute. but reading the future sister in law gave me a weird feeling in my stomach. Half was guilt and half happiness.

I looked at the clothes. there was undergarments, and a light grey tank top That said sloth running team

Also she had placed ripped skinny jeans along with two pairs of shoes. my woodland boots and a pair of fuzzy ugg slippers

I started putting on the underwear, then my bra.

I looked at the shirt and although it was cute I was gonna need something with more coverage. something to cover the scars and marks

I put the jeans on sliding them on then sliding on my warm slippers. how she got My bra size idk

I folded up the tank top, neatly placing it on his dark gray bed. shuffling over to the walk in closet I looked around finding a navy blue long sleeve shirt

Ok with leo being around 6'3-6'4 and me a short lousy 5'2 not to mention he was muscular, all his shirts were like those oversized rainy day ponchos.

I started pulling the soft waffle like blue shirt over my head when I heard the opening of the door.

I quickly pulled down the shirt but not before a loud deep growl filled Leo's room
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Ok thx everyone reading your all amazing and srry I had to cut this chapter short I have a 6-9 pg research paper on world poetry😑
I'll try and update within the next to days but if I don't...blame my teacher👿
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