Mine

Chapter Fifteen.

The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye.

Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

Aiden's POV.

I kissed her.

I fucking kissed her, without a second thought. I don't feel bad about kissing her, how could I? I've kissed plenty of girls before, none of them could compare to what I felt when I kissed her.

I sound like some love sick protagonist, dreaming of forever.

The kiss I shared with her was almost surreal. The need to hold her and take our session to another stage was so powerful, it felt bizarre

I had to stop. She is amazing, fucking perfect. I can't ruin her, not with the monster that lives in me and begs to be unleashed. It sounds very cliché. Very unreal, but it exists. The monster in me exists. He feeds on anger, fear and hatred. He feeds on me. I can't let her purity get tainted by a man like me.

I have a past that controls my present. It controls me. Wrapped in its shackles, I can't escape but I can push others away before the chains bind themselves around them too.

I can push her away.

It will hurt her, it will leave it's scar but I have no other choice.

Mating is a very powerful bond. Once you mate, there is no returning back. It's a simple chain, you find her, you take her, you mark her and then you claim her. Body and soul.

Damn-fucking-it.

I threw the rusty metal door open and heard it slam against the dirty wall. The room had no light, reflecting the darkness that it once held. The darkness that now lies within me.

I sound like a fucking poet.

It wasn't empty. The room was filled with unimaginable contraptions covered with a simple white cloth. Like something ugly has been hidden from the world by something beautiful. It doesn't become something better though, it remains ugly. The more it's hidden, the more you believe that it won't harm you.

But It does. It did.

It's etched into my brain, carved so deeply that nothing in this world can erase it.

I only have one motto in life, conquer and rule.

I could conquer the reason for my nightmares but I can never conquer my nightmares. I cannot erase my past. It's there and it won't change. It made me who I am today.

Before Nathan, I had to go through a lot more than I ever shared. Before he found me and took me in. I never expected to breathe again, to see light again. To live again.

They ruined me. Physically and mentally.

First my family was taken away from me, and then my sanity.

My biological family, with secrets of their own, left me ages ago but they still live. Live in the labyrinth of my mind. Live in the warmest corner of my heart. Live even after they have stopped breathing.

I sighed loudly, too scared to step lift the white sheets off. My feet automatically reversed and I left the room. Locking the door behind me, I quietly walked up to the front door that had disingenerated due to the harsh weather and shut it close behind me.

'Are you okay?' Hecate stepped away from the wall she was leaning on and kept a hand on my shoulder.

'Yeah, why wouldn't I be?' I said, not bothering to take her hand off.