His Abused Mate

Chapter 20

After the ceremony, Ky walked me to his room. He let me take a shower and afterward, I found him lying in bed. I decided to snuggle up next to him. He slowly wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek, sending shivers down my spine. 

The sound of his breathing soothed me and I got lost in his arms. With my face in his chest, I snuggled closer as if to make sure that I was really here and everything was really over. I felt him kiss my head and I looked up at him. He leaned down and kissed my lips tenderly. I snuggled back into him and fell asleep to his kisses. 

The mood goddess visited me but it was short.

 "I am proud of you, daughter. I am sorry for the loss of your parents but I can assure you they moved on to the afterlife with ease. Now get some real rest. You deserve it." Then she left me and the rest of the night was a dreamless sleep. When I woke up in the morning, he was sitting up with his computer on his lap, working on something. When he saw that I was awake, he moved the computer and pulled me onto his lap. He kissed my cheek and then my lips. I felt my body arch into him and his d**k perk up against my abdomen. We were kissing so hard that I had to come up for air. I went in for more but he stopped me. 

"Hey no fair," I said to him with a frown.

"I want to do this just as much as you do, but I have to know what happened. And it's not healthy to keep it to yourself. You know you can trust me more than anyone." 

"I know. I just don't know where to start." 

"Start from the beginning," he said simply. 

 I explained that when I got to the packhouse, they led me to the dungeon and locked me up. I tried to keep the tears in as I told Ky how Jason cut me after he injected me with Wolfsbane. 

I went on to describe the 3 Bright Eyed Men but I stopped during the first sentence as I saw those pictures in my mind. He dried my tears with his kisses and held me closer. I told him what happened as felt his body tense with each man. By the end, I saw the fury on his face. When he looked into my eyes, his face softened. 

"You got them back," he said. 

"Yes, I did. I'm a lover, not a fighter but I couldn't overlook what they did to me. And Jason let them do it even though he knew I had a mate." 

"You got your brother back too." 

"He lost the title brother when he had you by the neck and was willing to kill you." 

"But you saved me."

 "I knew you would do the same and I had faith that you would figure out a way to save me."

"Yes, but you saved the whole pack." 

"Which I couldn't have done without you."

 He smiled and rested his forehead on mine. I continued by saying how when I woke up I saw Lucy and that we talked about the plan.

 "Then you came and saved me. Now you're all caught up." 

He nodded. 

Then with me still in his arms, he took me into the bathroom and started the shower. He kissed me on the forehead and left me to do my thing. 

When I got under the warm water I couldn't help but let all my feeling out. All the tears I had been keeping in poured out of me and I cried hard. I heard Ky come into the bathroom, and help me with the rest of my shower. He washed my hair and I cried. Then he wrapped me in a towel, dried me off, picked me up and took me to the bed. He rocked me back in forth until I felt like I didn't have any tears and I was just whimpering into him. I don't know how long we stayed like that. Eventually, our stomach started grumbling. I hadn't eaten in days and I can bet that Ky didn't either. 

I stayed on the bed, trying to make the swelling in my eyes go down, while he picked my outfit. 

He set the clothes on the bed and I let the towel drop on the floor, forgetting that I had cuts all over my body. Ky's eyes got dark but I couldn't tell if it was out of anger or lust. I doubt it was lust because I was convinced that he would never want my body the same way again. 

I quickly grabbed the towel and covered myself. Then I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. I could heat Ky as he leaned against the other side of the door. 

I took off my towel again and looked at myself in the mirror. There were cuts and scabs everywhere from the knife and whip. They were hideous and the only part that didn't have a scratch was my face. I even had a gash in my neck, but it wasn't too deep. 

I turned away from my reflection, trying to punch the mirror out of frustration. Because of the silver knife and silver whip, the scars would never go away. They would always be there to remind me of my time in that cell where I was tortured, r***d, and abused. I was the Moon Goddesses daughter but I got these marks in my human form where I could be hurt. There was no way I could make them disappear. I could only hope that they would fade with time. 

I looked at the clothes Ky picked out for me and was thankful. He picked out a long sleeve red sweater dress with black tights and black converse. I was impressed by his fashion sense for the most part. Normally, I wouldn't pair leggings with a sweater dress but he knew I would want to cover up m legs. 

I brushed my long hair and kept it down to hide my neck better. I put on heavier makeup but still subtle enough to where it wasn't too much. I wanted to hide the scars, cover the dark circle under my eyes, and try and make my puffy eyes look less puffy. 

I looked into the mirror again and I looked alright. 

I opened the door carefully and Ky was waiting on the other side. 

"I am sorry if I made you feel like you had to hide your body and injuries from me."

"It's okay. I wouldn't want to look at my hideous body either," I sais, looking down at the floor. 

He touched my face gently and made me look into his eyes. 

"I love you for you, Beth. Scars and all."

"How?" I asked. I could feel the tears coming. 

"They are a part of you. They make up who you are. A warrior, a protector, a daughter, a mate, a friend, and a Luna. You are a survivor and that shows through every single mark. If I could kiss each one, I would."

"But I can't help but be ashamed of them."

"Don't be ashamed of your battle scars. You are as beautiful with them as you are without them in my eyes."

"You're just saying that because you're my mate. You're biased," I pointed out. 

"Okay, that may be partly true. However, as your mate, I am willing, to be honest with you about everything. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes."

He gathered me in his arms and held me, folding me into his warm embrace. 

What he said made sense. I need to love my battle scars because they make me who I am. I think I can live with that. It may be hard to get used to but I know that with Ky by my side, I can do anything.