Sixty-Seven

I want to tell him about what I carry, but I still don't know if he accepts what he brought out in me. He then surprises me as he says,

"Who else have you been with? Who else have you given your body to?"

I struggle in his arms a little at his questions, moving my hands to his chest, pushing and taking a small step back from him,

"I would never... No one touches me but you and at the moment I don't want even you touching me..."

I snap, trying to keep on top of my temper as I try to pull more out of his hold, but he tightens his grip, pulling me back to him as he growls.

"Yasmine, it smells like you are with pup... Tell me how and who's it is?"

I look into his intense grey eyes as they flicker with gold. I step back, pulling out of his hold and putting just a little distance between us, shaking my head. Zachariah growls once more, slightly louder than needed.

"Who's is it? Who have you let inside you?"

"I would never..." I growl

"You did, you must have... Who's is it?"

I can no longer