Chapter Seven- Tears of Hurt

Jane Jenkins (POV)

Feeling his arms around me feels like home. I can feel his emotions now after he marked me, and that he is sorry for what he put me through. Just as I was beginning to relax in his arms, the image of him inside that woman and his face of pleasure as they grunted and moaned together entered my mind and I pushed him away. He looked confused and frowned at me.

“Did I do something wrong?” he asked me.

“I can’t. It’s too soon. All I see in my head is that image of you in pleasure inside another,” My voice choked up at the end.

“I am so sorry, babe. Truly I am.”

“I know you are. I feel it in the bond since you marked me. Just give me some time.” Tears began to fall as I added, “Please.”

He opened his mouth to say something, then decided it was better not to say a word. He nodded his head as he stood and walked out the door. My heart goes out to him as I feel his saddened pain through the bond and knowing I was the cause of it. But that image of that day and the other