Can He Be Tamed?

Did I pass his standards for a mate? Why do I even care? I don’t want him. Do I? “Don’t hide from me” he commanded, his voice deep and rough. I swallowed the lump in my throat and ignored the shivers going down my spine. I found it within myself to look up at him, his eyes were cold and heartless and duller than the warm brown I remember from before. “I reject you” I said finding my voice. A wave of pain jolted through my body knocking the breath out of me, and making my knees almost give out. Hurt and pain flashed through his eyes, and it was quickly covered up by anger and confusion, and then it was all gone. All the emotions that had swirled around in his eyes, were gone, they were replaced with a harsh glare. My chest squeezed as I saw the pain in his eyes for a split second. “Don’t forget you’re mine” he growled. He turned around and then looked over his shoulder at me, taking a full minute to look me over from head to toe; I was rooted to the spot still trying to breath and comprehend the searing pain shooting through my chest. “I’ll see you soon” he spoke finally, and disappeared through the trees. I let out a sigh of relief and clutched my hands to my chest. I felt like my chest would physically fall apart if I didn’t hold it together. I slid down a tree, I didn’t trust my knees to hold my full weight up, I sat there well past the sun setting, just clutching my chest and breathing through the pain.