Abused Mate | ✔

The Explanation

-----------------Sam--------------

Chris led us to a room upstairs, all the while trying to hold my hand.

But I wouldn't have it.

I needed to know what the hell was happening!

When we entered the room I went to the farthest wall away from Chris.

He sent me a wary look before sitting heavily into a chair.

I wanted to go to him, he looked so tired and it was all my fault!

But I couldn't!

I had to know what was going on! Why was I like this?

And what did Chris have to do with any of this?

I sat down cross legged on the bed.

I could feel his eyes on me, sending shivers down my back.

I could still feel our kiss downstairs, and it was killing me not being in his arms.

I turned to him and looked at him, straight in the eye.

"Tell me what's going on!"

Chris looked at me, a frown on his face.

But he did tell me. Everything.

He told me about having a bad feeling, about coming over as fast as he could. About sneaking in and finding me half dead.

About bringing me back here, and having Amy, the blonde doctor work on me.

I refrained from growling in annoyance, the way Chris said her name with such familarity.

He paused, raking his fingers through his hair.

I wanted so badly to go to him, to help him anyway possible.

But there was somthing about his story that picked at me.

"You said I was dead, how did I live and turn like...that thing. "

Chris winced.

"That's what I kinda need to explain to you." Chris stood up and sat down by me. He placed a hand on my cheek, and I leaned into it savoring his warmth.

His hand was soon replaced by his lips.

I opened up, letting his tongue sweep in.

I sucked on it teasingly, earning a rumble of laughter from him.

"Your a tease Sam." He pulled back smiling, but it disappeared "I don't want you to be disgusted by me. By yourself. "

I stared at him and sighed.

"Tell me."

He nodded and cleared his throat.

"I'm not...human."

I stared at him wide eyed.

I had a feeling I wasnt going to like this.

"Well not entirely " He continued "I'm a werewolf, half wolf half human. "

I stared at him dumb founded before it hit me.

I jumped off the bed shaking my head.

"No, no, no werewolves don't exist! They don't exist! "

"But we do" Chris stood up, but he didn't walk toward me. "You do."

I felt as if I had been slapped in the face. Doused with gas and set on fire. Hit by a semi.