Silent treatment

Put in your place

"Shift." I opened an eye and stared at the well built man carrying my bloodied body. He placed me on the ground by a tree and stared at me crossing his arms over his chest.

Now who the hell does this bastard think he is?

"I said, shift." He barked. I did as commanded and shifted into my human form. The bone cracking not even close to the amount of pain I felt the first time. I looked at my hands, I know the strangest thing to look at when your in front of a complete stranger and naked at that.

I had dark dried blood embedded under my poorly maintained nails. "What do you want from me?" I demanded drawing my attention to the large man in front of me.

He was attractive. Large silver orbs staring into mine, jet black hair tousled in every direction, tanned complexion, his hard flat chest with abs chiseled like marble by Romans. "You're mine." He growled possessively.

"Sorry but I was disowned at the age of three." I said getting up and leaning against a tree trunk for support. A shirt was tossed in my direction and I grappled onto it naturally.

"Put it on." He insisted eyes darker and full of lust. I stood there like an idiot staring at his still bare chest. "If you don't want me to take you right here right now I'd suggest you follow my direction." I did and slid the black t-shirt over my body. I felt so contaminated. "Now we're going home it's a long trek you want me to carry you?"

"You can keep your grubby, murderous fingers to yourself." I spat taking him back. I walked past him and caught the addicting scent every girl craved. Masculinity and rain. Or that's at least the scent I craved, if that makes any sense.

"Watch yourself." He warned me and I scoffed at his remark.

"I can't do it when you do it for me." I accused walking at a faster pace trying to escape his presence.

I felt an escapade of sparks flow through my shoulders and down my body. I looked up to see the monsters silver eyes boring into my soul. "Don't make me have to put you in your place."

"I'd like to see you try." I scoffed. His fist came with full compact nailing me in my jaw before I realized it. I was sliding down the tree my head hitting the rough bark. I brought my hand to my lip and pulled it away for me to see.

I looked down at the blood on my two fingers and stood up slowly tilting my head up to see his face in the moonlight. I took two well executed steps and had him on the ground under me. "Don't play a game you can't win bastard." I withdrew my foot and he caught it with his left hand wrapping his hand around my ankle and twisting it sending me to the ground next to him.

He brought a hand to my bottom lip and rubbed it slowly staring at the wound. "Sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." Bipolar much? I pushed away from him and stood up brushing the dirt off of me.

"Go fuck yourself." I grumbled walking away from him. The tingles embraced me pulling me farther from the direction I was moving in.

"Let me see your bruise I know it hurt." He said tilting my head up against my will. I felt his warm breath on my face as his eyes concentrated on the contusion he caused. My eyes concentrated on his trying to ignore my turning stomach.

I ripped my head out his hands and he looked at me in confusion. "Don't touch me with your befouled hands." He growled deep in his throat and pulled me closer. "Get the fuck off me you stalker!" I struggled against his grip and thrashed around much to his disliking and he slapped me across the face. "What the hell your so abusive get the hell away from me you bastard!" I screeched trying to drop the burden from my shoulders.

"When will it occur to you that you aren't as strong as you think?"

"When you stop hitting me." I said as he continued walking through the forest. "I thought your mates supposed to protect you and prevent harm. Yet here I am and mine's causing the pain."

"Well I mean if your good enough to be a warrior you should be able to take the pain." He spat at me. "What the hell was going through your Alpha's head when he allowed you to do such horrible work?"

"Who are you to speak about my Alpha in any manner you choose?" I asked defensively. "I'd be dead if not for him." I commented, well that shut him up.

"Look," I spoke to soon. Ugh!!!!! "We both know your best off with me so stop your stupid acts of defiance and shut the hell up."

"Well you obviously don't know me now do you?" I asked trying to prove a point.

"Trust me when I say this. I don't give a damn who you think you are. But you better figure out who you're talking to like that before I rip your tongue out." He said trying to browbeat me.

He walked for a while before a large arrangement of small buildings in front of one large one. He pushed me up higher into his chest and held onto my back. He walked past the vacant road and I looked down the road to see another large building.

To my surprise when we reached the large building he took a left leading to another one of the small red brick cottages and opened the oak front door. "Can you put me down now?" I asked my voice rough and dry. He did as I asked and dropped me on the stone floor. "What the hell?" I asked raucously.

"You said to put you down." He mocked. I stood up rubbing my nates. "Go take a shower you're dirty." He said leaving the room and coming back with a grey towel and washcloth to match. "Its the first door on your left." He informed me.

"Uh . . . Thanks, I guess." I said walking past him to the bathroom and closing the door. I let the warm water scrape the dry blood off my body and watched it turn pink as it disappeared down the drain. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel and wandered the hallway of the small house opening doors and closing them.

I found a master bedroom and walked in. The room was nice and cozy, just the way I liked it. On the bed was a arrangement of clothes with a note on top.

'I'm sleeping on the couch when I get back, take the bed if you want. I had to work, be back soon. Night.
-Darius'

I picked up the clothes and found a silk black cloak, boots, long grey horse riders leggings, and a black t-shirt. Under that was a long male shirt, delicates, and a salve.

I dipped my finger in the small container and rubbed it on the cut on my lip to help the healing process along. I moved tomorrow's clothes onto the dresser and put on the delicates and Darius' dark shirt.

I jumped in the plush bed it honestly felt like I was laying on a cloud.

I pulled the covers up to my nose and turned on my side, facing the bare wall. The covers smelled of my mate. So fantastic and addicting. I'm was hooked and he didn't even know it yet.

I took a deep inhale of the covers just before my eyes shut drowning out the world around me.