You're Killing Me, Mate.

9. Wolf on the Run

"I dreamed a dream" -Les Miserables

I feel the blood trickling down the side of my head, it's where I hit the wheel. I look up hearing both the growl of the engine and the growl of the wolf in front of me. Everything happened so fast that I wasn't able to comprehend what happened for a few seconds.

There is a ringing in my ears that made me wince. I touch my head; the blood red and trickle remind me of the time I drank my own blood. A loud ferocious growl caught my attention. I look up and a gasp left my lips.

In front of me, is a wolf as big as an elephant but the way it looked at me, makes it known that it was Frier in front of me. I'm never at awe of someone till now. Seeing him shaking his black furry body after being hit by a ten-wheeler truck and an SUV. He looks unscathed while he trudges to my side and licks the blood off my face

Even his tongue almost lulled me to sleep. The sparks and heat that rushes in my system while feeling the wound heal a tad bit faster than it normally would. One lick, and I was close to wanting to be in his arms.

"What game are you playing?" I growl at him, my voice animalistic while I lean far from my broken window and try to hoist myself over the middle of the car. I want to be as far away from him as I can.

I hear a loud sound of metal ripping. Frier has shifted in to his human form, completely naked. He ripped the car door off and reaches for me, but I growl at him and try to swipe him with my claws.

"Don't!" my right leg was probably broken as I can't help but wince every time I move it. "Don't you dare touch me"

"Stop being difficult and come with me" He growls, his hands clutching on to my hips.

"Why?! Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?!" I shout at him, hitting him with my fists. Eros has retracted my claws, so I wouldn't hurt her precious mate. "Isn't everything enough? Didn't you already have fun from high school!?" the tears burned while I keep hitting him with all the strength that I can muster.

"I want you! I've always wanted you!" he growls out while taking my body to his chest.

"Yes! You do! You wanted me to scream in pain and make me suffer! That's what you're good at! Killing me bit by bit until I didn't want to live anymore." I feel dizzy, energy seeping out of me. my fists weren't making the pain I wanted him to feel. "You've done nothing but...make me...want to kill...myself

"This is not the time or place for me to explain myself" he's walking somewhere but I don't know where he's headed.

"You...don't have to...nothing you'd...say would...make me bend"

Then darkness

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Cinnamon and the sea, the smell is incredibly strong as if I'm lying on it. This smell, the smell that haunted me for years makes me sit up abruptly. I look around the foreign room, the navy-blue sheets bunched on my legs while my sweat clings to me.

The room that I'm in was huge compared to mine. A large king-sized bed with a heavy and thick comforter. The black blinds were down but I can see the splinter of sunlight passing through. On the far wall is an open walk in closet and a doorless bathroom. I lean to the side and I could already see the lavish bathroom and toilet. This room spoke of luxury and that it's owned by a single man. I see the collection of suits and expensive clothes in the closet as well as some jewelry and watches.

Oddly enough the whole right side was empty. Even the shoe rack filled with sneakers and leather shoes is empty on the right side. It looks like it was waiting for a new owner and I have a bad feeling what it meant or who it was waiting for

I'm in Frier's room. I've never gone to his room before but just his office. Being in it feels a bit ridiculous and makes me feel panicked. I'm in his room. I needed to get out of this place as fast as I can.

Sliding down the bed, I hear no one and see no one in the room with me. I can't go through the doors, that's for sure. I need to get out through the window, but I am reminded that this is the fifth floor.

I can run to my office. It's safer there than here. I feel my legs turn cold, making it known that I was just wearing a large blue jumper that stops at the top of my knees. I'm still wearing my underwear which is a relief.

Don't move Eros snaps at me, I feel her trying to stop me from going any further from where I was on the floor. We've healed your f*****g leg so stay down

"What the f**k are you doing?" I growl out. when did she get this strong? How is she doing this? I'm completely paralyzed. I try to fight her but she's too strong now.

We're staying with our mate Eros roars in my mind. We're not going to leave

We need to stay Deima whispers, she sounds...weird. Blissful or something. He's amazing, Mirage.

My eyes widen "What did you do?"

I took control and his lips are delectable She answers evilly. We want more

I kissed him. I f*****g kissed him, and I don't even remember it. I remember the time when my thirst hit me due to a blood pact. I've made a blood pact with Iona which means I'll get incredibly thirsty when she's in danger. I was famished in the middle of class, I had to drag my maddened self in to a warehouse where I almost killed three human men to get a drink. He came to drive them away as I fed on him

"You're not allowed to drink from anyone else but me" he warns lowly near my ear

The memory brought a shiver through my body. This is the first time Deima took control of my body which apparently, she took advantage of. I can't even remember what she did but the taste of him in my mouth is there.

Oh, and I forgot to say. We haven't fed for a long time Deima's cunning smile makes me want to punch her in the face. Sadly, I can't do that without punching myself and I would look like an i***t.

As she says that I feel my heart beat painfully in my chest. My throat burning for blood, and my mouth salivating for it. I choke on air, while my whole body seems to beat at the same time with my heart.

I felt my fangs emerging through my human teeth while I clutch on to my throat. I panted like a dog in heat on the carpet. I hear the loud beating of someone's heart coming towards the room. My body moving on its own quest for blood that I stood and waited for the beating blood bag to enter.

It was Merkson but he looks ambiguous in my eyes. His smell is the only thing that tells me it's Merkson as my vision just concentrates on the fact that his veins and arteries are under his thin skin. It's all that I could see and feel my drool drop from my chin

"Mirage? What's wrong?" his voice filled with worry

I said something, but it was drowned out by my thirst and the loud beating of his heart. I run towards him, I'm ready to attack and dig my claws and fangs in him. He was suddenly pushed aside, and I was caught in somebody's arms and chest. My arms around his neck and my legs wrapped around his torso

Cinnamon and the sea.

I inhale him, my thirst getting worst at the smell of him.

His hand grabs my hair and he tugs my head back, exposing my neck. "Didn't I tell you that you're not allowed to drink from anyone else" he growls in anger.

I didn't care about that right now. I pull my head towards his neck, not minding the burning pain of my scalp as I did. I take one long lick on his neck, just by his jugular. I feel him shiver under me which encouraged me to pierce his skin and drink.

I moan, my eyes closing at the heat and warm blood in my mouth. The bliss of it made me grind myself to him, feeling his hands clutch on to my waist. I open my eyes, seeing that he's on the bed now with me on top. When did he move us? ignoring the question for now, I bit on to his skin deeper to let more blood flow.

"Shh, relax. No rush" his hands runs under my shirt. He rubs soothing circles on my back

I hated it, I hated that I was drinking from him and that I'm here in his stupid room, but I love the taste of his blood. it's heavy in my stomach, rich and sweet to the taste. His blood still sings to me like a siren and I was a sailor ready to die just for a taste. Not wanting any to waste, I sucked and swallowed hard. Not letting any to slip from my lips and mouth.

Feeing full, I take one quick lick on the holes to close and I sit back up. I look down to a slightly paler Frier whose eyes were dark with lust. His hand touches my cheek which made me flinch.

"Shh" he coos while his thumb wipes something off the ends of my lips. "You lost a lot of blood, I suspected you'll want to feed"

This is wrong. This is incredibly wrong. I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have been here. it's all because I agreed to come with him to his parent's estate. I lift myself off of him and stand in the middle of the room.

More! Eros says Let's just stay here.

I shake my head. We're going

We've talked to him already, no more f*****g running you stupid b***h! Eros jerks our body down to the floor. I groan in pain when my elbow hit the solid floor in a weird angle. We're staying with our mate whether you like it or not

"Eros" Frier calls, immediately calming Eros in me. How did he know her name? He slides down his bed and kneels beside me. He collects me in his arms as if I weighed nothing and stood. "It's you right, Eros? We've talked about this, don't hurt her"

You're lucky I love him Eros purrs inside me.

No,I feel the sudden panic, the feeling of claustrophobia rising in to me. I'm stuck between Deima, Eros and Frier. I want to run, I terribly want to go and leave. But none of the three is just going to simply let me go. Keep hurting me Eros!

You're not the boss of me, just be glad that I didn't tell him about your plans. He'll go crazy when he hears it.

I froze. Frier places me on the bed, gently as if handling glass. His eyes never breaking from mine. I didn't know what to do. I'm panicking but I don't know if it's the right thing to panic. I don't want to make the situation worst. I've already fed from the f*****g guy.

"We have to talk" he says, lowly. His eyes focusing on me.

I shake my head. My mind is coming up with ideas on how to get to my office which I know is the safest distance away from him. it's where I can contact my parents through a phone without this man stopping me.

He stares at me "We do, Mirage"

"There's nothing to talk about. I thought you didn't want me"

He lets out the heaviest sigh I've ever heard. "This is some f****d up s**t, huh?"

I laugh drily. "You think?"

He purses his lips while he just sat there beside me. "I've did some horrible things that I cannot change"

I glare at him, one of his hands has climb under my shirt and just on my belly. I feel the pads of his fingers trace the letters on my skin. "You can't so stop acting like you can"

"That's what we need to talk about. All I ask is an open mind, Mirage"

"No, you don't deserve it"

"I do because we're mates. You can give me just that, an open mind"

"Frier, there is nothing that we can talk about. You made it clear starting this job that you didn't want me"

He grins "I thought you must've known me enough to figure out that everything was just my plan"

His hand on my stomach was distracting me, my mind processing things a few seconds longer than I should. "What?"

"Since the time that I rejected you, everything I ever did was to protect you." I feel his hand tighten on my skin. "Then you ran away and faded as if you never existed. You ran from me. I never felt so much when you did." I see the menacing glint in his eye as he says this. It feels like the old high school Frier was back and I'm terrified.

"You're still going to hurt me, aren't you?" I whisper, my stomach flipping at the thought of it. Living with an abusive mate is something I can't take. I'd run whenever I have a chance.

"I can't ever hurt you in that way. not anymore. I'd hurt myself before I'll ever do that"

"then why do you look at me as if I'm still the hybrid you tortured in high school?"

His eyes widen in surprise "Is that how you see it?"

"How should I f*****g see it?"

He leans closer to me while I'm frozen in fear. The glint never leaving his eyes while he is close enough for his breath to touch the shell of my ear. "This isn't directed at you, this cruel mate of yours has decided to direct all his cruelty on the people who hurt you."

My spine shivered in both fear and bliss. I'm terribly conflicted with all of these, but I still wanted to run and leave for the mountains. "You know...it's close to impossible for me to love you."

The menacing grin on his face makes me want the earth to eat me whole. The ends of his lips twitching for a smile "If I can torture you to the point where you want to kill yourself, I can reverse it"

"How?" I growl at him

He grabs my jaw, gently. "I'm going to torture you with every fiber of my being till you fall for me"

"That's a contradiction"

He smirks "Keep fighting, little wolf and let's see how far you'll go"

I swallow that lump on my throat.

I need to run