"Ready?", my mate asked. He didn't bother you wear any clothes because he'll rip them when he turns into his wolf. I secretly liked admiring his beautiful body.
"Can we stay a little longer?", I asked lowly. I know he'll love to have me here for one more day but I don't want to get ahead of me. My mate replied to me by dropping beside me on the bed. It's night time now and the air has gotten cold, like really cold. As a wolf, my body is naturally warm but we're not made to adjust in the cold like this. There is no snow but this place is much colder than Antarctica itself.
I jumped when my mate's warm hand roamed on the goosebumps that have formed. Without any word, he got up from the bed and came back with a furry blanket in his hand.
He draped the blanket on me and I moaned when the blanket gave me heavenly warmth in the cold. Lifting the blanket up I ducked my head in, disappearing under the heavy fur.
Maverick chuckled and slid behind me, spooning me from behind. Instinctively I let out a loud feline-like purr. The back of my head rubbed against his chest while I aligned my hips with his cock. Maverick threw his leg over mine, circled his arm around my waist and pulled me impossibly close to him. There was nothing sexual about it, it was just two mates basking in each others presence.
I stroked his hand, mindlessly tracing some unknown patterns on his arm. There is a lot on my mind, I want to ask a lot of questions but I'm terrified of the answer.
While I know the reason for his attacks on the packs, his reason is not strong enough for rationalize why he kills the innocent people. Through his story, it was clear no women were the attackers of his pack so why killing children and women?
Either he has a reason for it. Or he kills to satisfy his hunger for revenge and I don't know what will be my reaction if he kills just to see the whole pack suffer.
What the fuck are you saying? So what if he kills for joy, huh? You'll reject him? My wolf hissed, feeling angry that I'm saying something like that.
I never said I'm going to reject him. I'm just saying I'm not sure how I'll feel if he kills for joy. I let out slowly. My wolf growled at me. I don't understand why she is getting so angry?
You're really hypocrite you know. My wolf sneered, leaving me stunned by her words.
You say you accept him for who he is but what are you doing now? Trying to think of a reason to justify his kill? You knew he kills the pack, murder them in cold blood but you had accepted him then so why does it matters now? My eyes stung with tears at her harsh words. I'd have ignored it if it was anyone else but how can I ignore my wolf? Her opinion matters more to me, more than anyone in my life.
I want to know why he kills them, that's just it. If I wanted to reject him I wouldn't have let us get closer. I have accepted him long ago. I sniffled. My wolf just hissed at me.
If you want to know his reason try to put yourself in his place. He was traumatized when he was merely a child. While you lived under the protection of your parents he was struggling to live in the wilderness. He had no one to teach him right from wrong yet still he is such a good mate. Stop letting the pack and your conscience get the best of you. We have every right to be happy with our mate, even if it means being a villain in others life. Goddess has made mates to balance each other and that's what we'll do. My wolf lashed out. I get it where she is coming from but she should understand where I'm coming from too. I've been burying my conscience under mug ever since I've known who my mate is and what he does but it keeps emerging back. Everything I have been taught since childhood goes against me being with my mate but I don't let that conscience get the best of me. I know if I feed into that I'll lose my mate and that is something I can't afford to lose.
I don't want to know his reason for killing innocents because I want to get away before we both get hurt.
You better not reject him, Sapphire. You'll lose me if you do it. My wolf said. Her words were like a sharp knife piercing my heart.
How could you say that? I growled at her. How dare she.
I'm sorry that I hurt you but I won't be able to forgive you if we lost our mate. I don't want to go back to our lifeless life. She whined. My heart softened.
I will not leave mate, wolfie. Like I had said before he is my monster and my monster needs me, needs my comfort so how can I bear to leave him. Me and Maverick? We're forever and there is nothing that can make me leave him, not my conscience nor my pack. I reassured her but the wheels in my mind are churning. There are a few things I have to do before I go back.
I let my wolf cool down. I'm torn in two. Goddess, help me. I'm getting lost. I know I will never be able to walk away from him, not when I have a taste of what being with my mate feels like.
My conscience once again nudged at me. I clenched my fist from screaming out. I'm utterly confused, torn from inside.
I'll never be able to live in peace until I find out everything. I turned in his arms, contemplating how I should start.
"What's on your mind, little mate?", Maverick smoothened the wrinkles on my forehead with his fingers. I sighed, feeling sparks erupting from his fingertips and absorbing by the skin of my forehead.
"There is a question in my mind that I'm hesitating to ask", I said softly.
"You can ask me anything, little mate", he gripped the nape of my neck and drew soothing circles there. Closing my eyes I decided to blurt the question.
Yes, I'm leaving you all on a cliffhanger again😌. And yes, I know I'm a bitch for doing that but you guys still love me😏😌.
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