Chapter 29 Chapter 29
At first it just felt like a bad cramp. But then it got so much worse that I fell to the floor in agony. Trying to muffle my screams, so no one else could hear it. But that didn't work.
Ace came running into the trailer and knelt down beside me.
"Fuck. Morgan, what the hell is going on?" Ace asked. "I have to tell the Alpha." He said.
"Don't." I yelled.
"Why not?" He asked.
"Because he's the one doing it." I managed to moan out.
I could feel the sweat starting to pour off my forehead and I wrapped my arms around my stomach, until I was almost in the fetal position on the ground. Trying not to scream but it was really hard.
"What do you mean he's doing it?" Ace asked.
"He's having sex with Penelope. It's not the first time." I growled out while writhing in pain.
Ace got up to get a cold washer and he ran back and put it on the back of my neck.
He sat on the ground next to me, he actually put his arms around me at one point and tried to soothe the pain. But nothing worked.
It seemed to go on forever, and Ace didn't leave my side once.
As soon as Alpha Logan and Penelope were finished, I started to calm down. The pain started to subside and Ace looked relieved.
"How the hell do you live through that pain?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said.
"Does he know that he's hurting you?" Ace asked.
"I showed him the mark after last time. He's held off having sex with her until today.” I said.
"What mark?" Ace asked. So I lifted my shirt and there was a second wound on my torso. In a different spot and obviously fresh, with an open wound in the middle of what looked like a bruise.
The other one was still there, but the wound wasn't open anymore. It seemed like they were taking a lot longer to heal. Ace looked pretty pissed when he saw the marks on me. And I was wondering how long I was going to have to endure this amount of torture. Maybe this is what he meant by torturing me. This is his way of punishing me.
But that would make him one cold-hearted son of a bitch. And I've been saying that for years. I guess he's just proving my theory right.
Ace got the gauze and surgical tape for me and I wrapped it up to stop it from oozing and Ace helped me back onto the couch. I only rested for a couple of minutes before I had to go and have a shower and put on some fresh dry clothes.
When I came back out Ace wasn't in the trailer, but I could hear him outside.
I heard him talking to someone and when I looked out the window I saw him walking over to some warriors in the woods.
I went and sat back on the couch, staring into space. Thinking about Logan and Penelope and how much I wanted to kill them both right now. Or at least hurt them. Now more than ever, I wanted Alpha Logan out of my life. But he said that he would never reject me because that's a bad omen to the moon Goddess. He's obviously superstitious because a lot of werewolves think that if you reject your fated mate, then you will see nothing but bad luck.
Well, you know what. I've already had my share of bad luck. My whole life is bad luck. I wonder what he would do if I was to reject him?
I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn't even hear the front door open, but I did hear it slam shut.
I looked up to see who it was and it was a strange man standing there.
It took me a second to register that this guy wasn't a werewolf. He wasn't a human.
"Vampire." I said.