Run with wolves - Ramsay Bolton (Book 1)

Chapter 3

Ava's POV

After Ramsay and I shared our first kiss in the forest. He had been much more gentle with his hands. He bent down so I could use him to mount Blood. "Maybe I will keep you around after all." He whispered in my ear. His hands wandered my body as we rode through the forest. "Stop here, My Lady." He whispered in my ear, I gently tugged on Blood's reins and he came to a stop. We were at another small clearing, but this one was different. It had a little stream running through it, it was beautiful.

"This is where I come to.. exercise the hounds. They love it almost as much as I do. I used to play in places like these, as a child, watching my dogs hunt. One day our children will come here too." He placed his hands on my lower stomach, putting a little pressure on my body. "You will give me an heir, won't you?" I thanked the old gods and the new, that he was behind me and he couldn't see my face. My eyes were wide in fright, I was still terrified, Sansa had said to me that Myranda told her the story of Ramsay killing a girl because she was pregnant, with his child. "Of course Ramsay, as soon as we're married."

I hoped it wouldn't come to that. I still didn't trust him, I don't know if I ever could. He was handsome and charming, and I felt so protected, against other people. But when it came to Roose and Ramsay themselves, I was at risk. If what happened in the forest was anything to go by, I was in danger. "As soon as we're married?" He asked, kissing the side of my throat. "As soon as we're married." I repeated. I could feel him smirking. That's what he always did when he gets what he wants. He took a piece of my hair in his fingers. "Such a beautiful colour. Just like your fathers." My heart was broken. I wished father was there to save me.

"Thank you Ramsay. He was my biggest protector." I leant back into him, and I let out a sigh. I needed him to trust me. He pushed himself forward slightly, wrapping his arms around me. "That's my job now. I won't let anyone hurt you, you're mine now." The thought of being his scared me, but not half as much as the thought of Sansa being his. She had already dealt with so much, especially when it came to men.

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The whole way back to Winterfell, he kept his arms around me, I hoped he was beginning to soften up, if things don't go to plan. He was acting like I was going to jump off Blood's back and run for my life. I would be his wife, I'll be his in this life and the next. I would much prefer he was kind to me then not. I had to do whatever he asked and keep myself on his good side. He had pretty much just told me that it would be easy for him to kill me and it wouldn't affect his life in any way. When we trotted through the gates, Sansa was waiting for me. Ramsay dismounted Blood. "I'll see you at dinner, I hope you dress nice for me." Sansa scoffed as he walked away from us. Then she pulled me into her for a hug. "Sister we need to talk." I nodded. "Meet me in your chambers in 10 minutes."

I walked away from her back to Ramsay, who had decided to stop and wait for me and he took my hand. "I'm going to get ready for dinner with Sansa. I'll see you in the dining hall." He smiled devilishly and kissed my hand. "I've changed my mind, I'll walk you there." I noticed Myranda watching us, she was within hearing distance too. I knew he was trying to make her jealous. "I'm so glad you found your way to me." He delicately pressed his lips against mine, and stroked my cheek with his hand. It was a big change since the forest, but it wasn't real. "I'm glad you saved me from the Lannister's." I replied. "Come now lover, let's get you to your chambers."

I checked Ramsay had left before I shut the door. "Sansa? What's wrong?" She bit on her nail. "Ava, you're in trouble. Myranda told Theon that she's going to kill you." I gasped slightly, but I had to keep my cool. "This is our home Sansa. She won't hurt me, I'm not afraid of her. I can always tell Ramsay." She stepped back. "Have you lost your mind? You've know him for a matter of weeks, he hates our family. The Bolton's are the reason that Mother and Robb are dead! Why would he choose you over Myranda? He doesn't love you, he'll never be able to. Ramsay Bolton doesn't love anyone but himself!" I knew why she was upset, she was scared. Myranda could kill me and she would be all alone, it was a fear of mine too.