Chapter 37: On Broken Wings.

                                    

                                          


Mad voices screamed banging the door. Open it. Open it. I couldn't breathe. 
                          
What did you make me do? 
                          
The tightness in my chest made it impossible to inhale, eyes watering, mouth gasping for air I sank onto my knees, eyes baring through his soul, bleeding salt water that cut into my skin. My body is shaking with rage, I hate him I hate him I hate him. The bond tightening around by the second, his soul barging into mine, forcing its way, his soul baring raw in front of me, I clench my hands by my side, trying to take this in, trying hard to breathe, it was too much for me at the moment, the impact was painful, my fingers sink into my palms. I could feel his pulse inside me.
                          
His jaw clenches at his side as he blocks me away from his thoughts; small growls leaving his mouth, he's shaking from the impact, it's taking him all of his soul to hold back his wolf, his need to pin me down and inhale my scent and feel my skin underneath his fingertips. Disgust fills me at the thought of this, anger filling me I want to scream but I can't. He fücking  robbed me of my soul today. My wolf is the one who's growling now, her voice is a song of sorrow, her paws rubbing against the surface in pain. It should've been Mikhail. It should've been him who should've held our claim. 
                          
My eyes fall on his network of now swollen veins on his neck, his face red from exertion. The ocean in his eyes calls out to me again, it's a desperate plea to return home. It's me who's taking in his form now, his arms are huge, muscles are rippling from all the excess meat he put on, his chest broad and rock hard moving up and down hastily, he's breathless at the sight of me, a single drop of sweat rolling down his neck, my eyes hit his face, his beautiful beautiful face that cut me from the inside, hate rolling over me. 
                          
Careless dark hair hide his cupids bow inside, I'm staring at his lips, he growls again and I look into his eyes, my mouth suddenly feels so dry. Canines flash at me, he's fighting too hard with his wolf now, slight fur covers his skin, no matter what what his wolf continues to flash his canines to me, it isn't in a hostile way. It's something more than intimate....his eyes on my neck, then they move lower and lower and lower.....his wolf is making it obvious what it wants from it's female, his eyes never leaving mine. Hair are raising where his gaze falls, his gaze is painfully slow and penetrating, every single hair on my body is standing to attention. My throat feels so dry that it hurts. 
                          
I gag at my body's reaction to him, my mind showing images from the past, him breaking me. Silent tears fall from my eyes I'm putting more and more pressure on my clenched jaw, I have to fight the bond. My body is heated up, my face flushed, I can hear my own heartbeat through the blood rush and heat behind my ears, it's too loud. My wolf whimpers, basking in everything he offers, it's too much for us to handle at the moment, the pain is too much for us to handle. Concern washes his face, his eyes narrow at me, now the colour of the ocean hit by a storm, he makes it clear that he can't see me in pain. The door breaks open and I gasp for air, my hand reaching the curve of my belly. All I can smell is him, it hits me hard, and harder and harder until I feel too saturated and full by his scent. A hard push pushes him away from me, Victoria is screaming at him. My vision is clouding. Nothing makes sense. Nothing. I bend my head, gripping the sheets in pain, I can't bear this......
                          
He watches me, his eyes on me all the time, burning my skin, as I force myself to breathe. Before his hands touch me, she stops him and he growls looking right into her eyes. This little depiction of his voice acts as deception point for us, it has my wolf scratching the surface, he's more than an alpha in every aspect, she's craving for him to a point where it hurts us physically, it's a first nature to her. Victoria gasps, eyes falling on his neck, fresh red marks left onto the skin. "What have you done?" Her voice is a whisper as she turns to me, tears fall from my eyes. I couldn't stop him. He's too strong. My head bends down in shame, I can't even hide it, he has tied it in a braid.