Chapter 18: I’m fine
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Molly
I waited for him and debated whether to run again while I had the chance, but he said he wouldn’t hurt me, I thought about it, we had spent lots of time together, I had slept beside him, if he had wanted to hurt me, he would have done it already, so I chose to believe him and waited.
He came back out to me and said, “I wish they hadn’t shown you that video.”
“You were mean to that lady,” I whispered.
“I know, I was a f.ucking hypocrite, I was a f.ucking mans.lut and she deserved more respect than that, but I couldn’t be too nice to her, I was terrified if I was that my alpha would kill her or make me kill her, that’s what he did if he thought you cared about someone or liked them too much, so I acted like I didn’t, I treated them like s.hit because it was safer for them.”
“The pack mate who wanted you to be nicer didn’t deserve to be hurt and degraded like that.”
He bit his bottom lip, not realising how sexy it made him look and ran his hand through his hair. “I know, funny thing was I actually really liked him, his name is Ace, the nicest one out of us all.”
I started crying remembering how they had treated him and said, “you were so horrible to him, poor Ace.”
“I know, I was vile, I did apologise after I sobered up, but it doesn’t make it ok, nothing I say will, I’m really trying to be a better person.”
“Where is Ace, I didn’t see him here,” I sniffled.
“He left, I helped him sneak out while the alpha was out on an errand, he wanted to leave the pack.”
“Do you know where he is?”
“Yes, but I’m not telling you or anyone where, he wants his privacy away from werewolves and I can’t risk any of the others finding out.”
“You don’t trust me?” I whispered.
He cupped my cheek with his hand, stroking it and said, “I do sweetheart, it’s them I don’t trust, they’ll hurt you to get the information.”
He cupped my face with both hands and his eyes traveled over me, he ran his thumb over my cut lip and I winced.
“Sorry,” he murmured, more softly he said, “I’m so sorry for what happened, I’m so f.ucking sorry Molly.” He pulled me into his arms and held me tight.
“Have you ever…” I trailed off, and he pulled back to look at me.
“Have I what? Done what Axel almost did to you? No, never.” He gently took my hands, “come on, let’s get you inside and find you something to wear.” I let him lead me inside and then this wave of desperation came over me, there were body parts, bodies, blood everywhere, but all I could focus on was Trick, his scent, his perfect gorgeous scent, his warmth, his body, I found myself trying to undo his belt buckle, but he gently pulled my hands away and said, “Molly what are you doing? No.”
“Please,” I begged.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea after what just almost happened to you.”
“Please, it’s why I need it, I need you, I can still feel his weight on me, his breath, his…his,” I couldn’t finish the words and started sobbing.
“Ok, ssh, it’s ok,” he murmured softly and undid his belt for me then let me undo the button and pull the zipper down.
“Sit me here,” I said, patting the kitchen table, my voice still wobbly.
He lifted me up and sat me on the edge of it, he pressed his thick hot c***k against me, and already I felt a little better, I wanted memories of Aexel’s parts touching mine gone and replaced with memories of Tricks, I needed him to, in a sense, reclaim me.
“Are you sure?” He asked, wiping my tears from my cheeks with his thumbs.
“Yes, please,” I begged.
He very gently pushed himself inside of me and I clung to him, I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my cheek against his chest needing to be close to him. He stroked my hair and made love to me, he kissed my cheeks, my nose, my lips, kissed my neck, he gave lots of gentle kisses and kept asking if I was ok, kept telling me he loved me. He had never made love to me like this before, and it was beautiful and perfect, he was so gentle and loving with me and then he brought me to climax, as the last waves of pleasure left me he moaned, “I’m going to come.”
“Ok,” I whispered, I felt his body shudder against me as he finished.
While he was doing his jeans back up I looked around the room and dread and horror filled me, it looked like a m******e had gone on, I knew I would have nightmares. He saw me looking around wide-eyed and he picked me up and carried me out into the hallway until we were by the front door, putting me down he said, “I’m sorry you had to see that, probably not the best place to have s**x either, let me grab you some clean clothes, and you can sit on the steps and wait for me while I clean up.”
He came back down with some grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt, when I looked at them, he said, “don’t worry, they’re my clothes, some of my stuff’s still here, guess they didn’t get around to clearing my room out.”
When I was dressed, he sat me on the steps and kissed my forehead. “Stay here sweetheart, and don’t look.”
“Why can’t we just leave?”
“You know werewolves can’t leave any trace of evidence behind, it wouldn’t be long before the police caught up to us if we just left bodies lying around.”
I nodded and faced the front door, so I didn’t have to see anything.
A couple of hours went by when he came over to me and said, “ok, I’ve cleaned up, I’m just going to use the shower and clean myself up.”
I nodded, and he kissed the top of my head, “you ok sweetheart?”
I gave another nod, and he said, “I’ll be as quick as I can.”
He came back down in clean black sweatpants and a grey thermal top that clung to his muscles defining them, his hair was a wet tousled mess, he looked sexy as hell.
I smiled at him, and he gave a wary smile back, “how are you doing?” He asked.
“I’m fine.”
He frowned, “are you sure? It’s understandable if you’re not after what you’ve just been through.”
“I’m fine,” I said again, he looked unsure and said, “alright, well, tell me if you’re not, I know you process things differently.”
I smiled and blowing out an awkward laugh he held his hand out to me, I took it and let him lead me outside and back towards his car that was parked up.
When we got back to the ranch I still felt ok, sometimes the memories would flood back in, but I pushed them away and ignored them, I thought I was doing good, so much so that Trick thought I was too so he backed off a little.
When I asked if he was sleeping with me tonight he said, “things still aren’t better between us, but if you need me to I will.”
“Ok, don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” I smiled.
“You sure?”
“Yes.” I felt it too, I felt completely fine…until I wasn’t.
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