His arms are wrapped around me. We both were sweaty and breathing heavily. I slowly turned my head and saw Eaton with his eyes closed.
"Like what you see?" suddenly he said. I jumped a little bit, though i know that he’s awake. I stayed quiet and turned my head to the other direction. "Are you up for round two?" he whispered to my ear seductively and I pushed him with my elbow.
"N-no..." my voice came out so small and shaky. I have no idea why. Maybe because I can't change the fact that I'm scared of him. For some reason, my whole body is sore and I can barely move my legs and today is gonna be one hell of a day. "M-my whole body hurts."
He smirked looking down at me. "What you need is practice, don't you think?"
I can't even laugh becau
Eaton started to talk to someone on the other side of the phone and told them that we're gonna pay a visit. I assume he is talking to a doctor.Then Eaton stood behind me and ran his fingers along the cuts on my stomach carefully. He frowned.He put down the phone. "What have I done?" he looks so broken. Never thought I would be able to witness this other side of him."E-eaton, it's....it's fine." i told him loudly for the hundredth time. I was reaching for his face but he stopped me and i felt so rejected all of a sudden. Maybe this is how it feels like when I keep telling him to get away from me.He sighed and started walking away. "Get dressed. We’re going to the doctor before going to you mom’s house." he said before closing the door.
The bedroom door slammed closed behind us as we kissed our way into the room.Eaton stopped and finally placed me on the floor as he pushed me towards the bed behind me when i stopped him and pulled my dress above my head and threw it in the floor behind me. I took off my bra and underwear as well. Then i kneeled down in front of him. I can see how surprised he is by my action.I unbuttoned his jeans and tugged it down, followed by his boxer, i glances up to look at him, watching my every movement. His lips are parted and he is breathing heavily. I planted a small kiss on the head of his cock.To be completely honest, i’m not sure what i’m doing. But after what he did for me last night with his mouth and tongue and how much it pleased me, I want to offer him that as well
“How are you feeling?” I quietly asked my mom who is sitting in front of me and Eaton with a very tired look on her face. Despite her effort to look as well as possible, i can’t help but see that she looks like she hasn’t slept. Her skin is pale and her hair is tied up but messy.“I’m fine, he talked to me before he left,” she gave us a weak smile and take a sip of her tea.“Did Toby tell you why?” I asked. I feel really bad for my mom already, but i should know the reason why he decided to leave and go rogue.Rogues do not have a very good reputation among the packs. Usually they were banished because they have done something terribly wrong, it’s quite rare to find werewolves who leave on their own will.
In the The morning, i was up earlier than usual. My eyes are shot open from the low whispers i am hearing in my head, as if someone is trying to mind-link with me. I squinted my eyes as they adjusted to the brightness coming from the window plastering the whole room.I slowly scanned the whole room and found no one. Eaton is still sleeping comfortably. It sounds crazy but the whispering I am hearing right now almost feels like coming from my dream. Except it’s a male voice, calling my name.I was still in the midst of processing it, as I got out of bed slowly, making sure not to wake Eaton up.I walk downstairs slowly, but I keep myself alert to the windows all over this house that’s looking out to the tall trees around the house.
After staying quiet in the room for i’m not sure how long, I realised how the sun starts to disappear. I finally decided to come down where i hear plenty of voices talking. I just thought it would be very impolite to lock myself in the room since Eaton did not give me anytime to greet anyone earlier.My social anxiety was flying through the roof when I stepped into a room and everyone in there stopped whatever they were doing and stare at me. Felt like a solid minute before anyone made a move. Suddenly, a familiar face approached me and i could not be happier.It’s Naya, the girl from the party. She walks towards me with a welcoming smile, “Luna,” she greeted.I forced an awkward smile, “H-hi.”“Do you
I took a sharp breath before turning the door knob and opening the door slowly. There he is, he gave me one single look before grabbing the gym bag that I haven't really touched since I got here.“Wait, we’re going?” I asked him as he walked closer towards the door, except that i am standing in front of it.“Yes, i don’t want them to listen to our fucked up arguments.” He said as he harshly walked past me and out the door. I followed behind him, struggling to keep up with his big steps.“Eaton, listen.” I whimpered, trying to stop him but he doesn’t even take a second to stop. “Please!”“Mitz, enough! We’re not having this conversation here!” He said with a low voice a
“I’m not yours!”” My emotions couldn’t be contained any longer. Tears gushed out. “Enough!” His voice was louds and terrifying. Frustration showed through his darkened eyes. Our beathings were ragged and i’m pretty sure j am hyperventilating. I struggled to push him but he held me in place, pinning me down below him. I shut my eyes tight, forcing the tears to have their way out of my eyes as Eaton connected his lip with my jaw and sucked on the skin under my ears. Whimpers and shrieks filled the room. Rage and a sense of disappointment overtook my whole body. To my surprise, I could feel Eaton’s hand trails it’s way up my thigh and under my nightgown. His hand reached my panties and he slid it down my legs.&nbs
I woke up with a heavy feeling in my chest. My eyes were weary from all the crying last night. Eaton had left and didn’t come back the whole night but i could hear him upstairs and i even heard some warriors came to talk to Eaton the whole night. Pretty sure he didn’t sleep at all. There is no way that Eaton would be chill about the intruders now. After taking a shower, i scan my body on the mirror as expected, I have bruises on my neck and arms that have turned dark. The sight brings me back to last night and the thought almost bring me to tears again. But I pulled myself together and open the closet door and it’s full of clothes Eaton had bought me somehow. Not necessarily my style, but beggars can’t be choosers. I quickly took out something warm and put it on. The turtle neck of the sweater successfully covers the bruises. I w