The Fifth Nightmare

4 am

Trilla POV

    I woke up early, before the sun rose in the sky, feeling free of my guilt and awash with hate for Markus. I stood up and headed to the washroom before getting dressed and cleaned up for training. I dressed in dark leather pants and green tunic before putting on my cloak. I crossed the empty hallway to his room and knocked gently. I didn't hear anything from the other side and knocked again a little louder. I heard a groan from the room and the rumpling of the sheets I hear soft foot pads across the floor before the door creaked open. 

     A sleepy, shirtless Terro opens the door rubbing his eyes sleepily. My eyes drop down to his bare chest and my eyes follow the rippling muscles down his stomach stopping at the low slung pants that remain unbound one hand holding the pants up. He smirked down at me after watching me eye r**e him. "What do you need little one."  he says showing his teeth looking more like an animal than a man. I flinch back from him and his smile drops. "Sorry little one, I forget sometimes, what to you need." It sounds more like a statement than a question. 

    "I thou- thought you wanted to train early. . ." I say trailing off quietly looking down and tugging nervously on my cloak. He looks out the window and back into his room, "It's 4 am little one, I was thinking closer to 6 am." He says rubbing at his eyes. I slump my shoulders, I didn't think about this did I? I nod at him slightly, and turn on my heel to leave, he reaches out and grabs my arm. I drop to my knees and wrap my arms protectively around me shielding my body. 

    He crouches down beside me and tips my chin up so I face him. I keep trying to duck my head but he holds firmly on to my chin. "Look at me little one. Listen well, I will not harm you. I am here to train you and I will keep you safe as you are under my protection. You will not flinch from me because I have not and will not harm you. Do I make myself clear little one." He says holding firmly to my chin my eyes locked onto his. I nod at him to show I understand but I still wasn't too sure about what he wanted from me. He was asking me to just drop my fear like that, like it was nothing. 

    " I don't understand head nods, little one,I want words." He growls out at me and I scuttle backwards. He narrows his eyes at me. "Clearly you did not under-" he starts. I cut in with sharp words " Do you realize what your asking of me? I can try not to be scared but I cant guarantee that I can completely forget everything to make you happy with my reactions. Clearly you don't understand that fear overrides logic, and clearly you don't understand or even grasp that you are asking me to trust and not fear you after knowing you less than a day." I say in an annoyed tone at him. His eyebrows raise in surprise at my tone before huffing out in annoyance. 

    "Listen little one, I will cut you a deal. I understand you are afraid of me and you understand that, that frustrates me." He stops allowing me to understand his train of thought. "So I want you to try to open up and feel comfortable with me as best you can, and in turn I will try to be less frustrated with you. All I am asking is that we both try. And if I make you uncomfortable tell me and let me know your boundaries. But it will be damn near impossible to train you if you are dropping to your knees in front of me every few seconds." He says. I redden at his words and imagine dropping to my knees before him and taking his length into my mouth. 

    He seems to narrow his eyes at me trying to read the sudden change in my attitude. I cough uncomfortably "Alright, I will try my best. But please understand what you are asking of me is very difficult." I say quietly. " Understood, come inside I think we need to talk. As long as you are comfortable with it. " He says his hand still clutching the loose fabric holding his pants up. I turn my head to the side scratching the  back of my head. "If you could get dressed first. I would feel more comfortable I will wait here for you." I say turning my head away from him. He gives a deep chuckle "First time a woman told me to get dressed." He said before turning around not bothering to close the door. 

    He looks over his shoulder, "No peeking little one. I wouldn't want to scandalize you and your innocence." He says with a dark chuckle. I snort at him and his words, "My innocence is long gone Master Terrowin. All I ask is that you cover up, it makes me uncomfortable." I shoot in his direction. "Hmm, I never would have thought you would know your way around a mans body little one. Tell me, is he a lover or a husband." He says a sexy smirk forming on his lips as he ties his pants off. My eyes following the movement while he watches me. "Husband is the closest to what he was to me." I say walking into his room and plopping down in a chair. 

    "You have to know that means absolutely nothing to me in terms of answering my question. Did you call off an engagement? Here give me your cloak and get situated." He says and I stand to hand him my cloak. "In a way I guess, although I think my relationship with him is more familiar to you than me." I say sitting back down. He suddenly freezes his eyes narrow in on a spot on my neck. 

    "You've been mated with?" He says a sound of complete despair. His eyes are hopeless pools of violet his lips pulled back in a deep snarl. "Tell me it is not true." He almost begs me his eyes sorrowful. I back up a bit pushing in my seat. "I was. He is dead now." I say meekly.  He paces like a caged animal in front of me running his hands through his hair. He kicks a chair over "f**k!" He growls angrily. "You wear his mark on your neck. You're his." He growls. 

    I stand up and grab his shirt in my hands pressing myself close to him. He growls before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me impossibly close to him. "I'm not his. I will never be his again. Please calm down what is wrong." I say releasing his shirt from my grip. I tried to pull away but he held me closer. He deeply breathed me in and his shoulders slouched in relief. "Was he your true mate? I don't know what you have done to me, I wasn't sure before but I am almost certain now that you are mine." He says he pulls me against him before he sits down in a chair pulling me onto his lap. "Tell me little one, do you feel nothing for me?"