Selfish Mates

Bahm









"RRRAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" My fists comes in contact with the stone wall, breaking my knuckles on the impact. The blood splattering all on the wall and drizzling down to the ground.







The pain didn't amount to the one I felt in my heart. Unbearable pain so much for Kris, making him hate me, I had to place a spell on him so he wouldn't feel my aching heart in his chest anymore. Hiding my true feelings.







Ever since that day Hunnie allowed him to touch, even suck on her breast, my body couldn't take the hurt. The hurt of not being able to go to my mate. Something and someone I thought I would never have. Never thinking the fates would be this cruel to me and make my soulmate a Dark Witch.








Having been tortured for many years, asking my birth mother to please stop her dark witches from experimenting on me. They got to know me from the inside out. Even creating spells and potions to subdue me and my magical wolf demon.







Now...here I am. Fated to that of a Dark Witch.

A very exotic, and beautiful Dark Witch. One I couldn't...even...have...One I destryoed.





Knowing I'm forbidden around her, something Kris didn't even have to tell me, I've been releasing my anger in our magical stone room. It's suppose to be soundproof, but my ears always pick up on any one of my people releasing anger in here.






My mind kept wandering to Kris and Hunnie. I couldn't stand not being around her. Wanting  to tell her how sorry I was, and having the chance to soother her lovely face. It made me so sad. I would never forgive myself too, but it was torture ignoring the mate bond. Ignoring the pull that always brought me back around her.




Followinh Kris and he these past four days, only to get scolded in the mind link by Kris. He's always informing me how scared she still is, and if he can sense me, so can she.




She has, but I..I...just want to talk to her.





He won't let me...





Being selfish, not regarding everything she went through by my hands.






Not angred by him, because he's only protecting her mind and soul.






At least he's making her smile....and laugh....even craving his comfort to sleep.







"Kris...please be here when I wake up. You've been leaving me and I get scared. My vision is still blurry...ya know?" I heard her angelic voice say earlier, prompting me to return to this here stone room.





She's so glued to Kris, and hates my guts. I haven't seen her the four days. Only listening to her trembling voice speak to Kris at any location here in the palace. With him, trying his hardest to be fair in all of this.






It was nighttime, the palace getting ready for bed, and Kris will be falling asleep soon. He's been falling asleep instantly. Even before Hunnie does. I've been waiting for her to sink deep into her slumber, before I teleported into the room quickly to get a glimpse of her. I never stayed too long, as sometimes Kris has woken up from my scent. Even questioning if I was in the room. Of course I always lied, saying I was outside the door passing. Her swelling seemed to be going down.





He doesn't know how hurt I am in all of this. Having to cast that pain reliever spell on his chest, or else he'd feel how miserable I really was. I was embarrassed, just wanting to keep all my thoughts and feelings to myself. As I didn't have the room, nor right to say or do anything right now.




I even deserve to be rejected. If it wasn't for my welded heart in Kris's chest, and his love for this woman, I would force her to reject me. I didn't deserve her lovely bones one bit.


I killed our child.....



Oh heavens, our baby....


I'm a monster.


Not even my eyes deserve to see her. Kris is right. I can just listen from afar, and hope she doesn't reject me for his sake.




I'll just stay hidden in the shadows, destroying my fists at the fact I took a life from my mate.






I head-butted the stone wall a little harder than I should of. My vision darkens for a few seconds, before blood comes sliding down my forehead and down my nose. I blinked rapidly, waiting for my head to heal, but when my eyes met the bloody stone wall, I realized one half of  the stone was missing and covered with my flesh.





I stumbled on my feet, feeling my forehead and a touching a piece of stone embedded into my head.





It penetrates deeply into my brain, causing my eyes to roll back, ignoring my healing regeneration and I fall back. Pitch darkness taking over my vision before I feel my back hitting the surface of the stone room's cold, cement room.





                         



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Kris









This fool has harmed himself again! Causing me to wake up out of my sleep at the irregular beat his heart held once he dies!





This is the third time I've had to leave Hunnie in the healing room because this moron has done something harmful! He doesn't know how many times he can come back to life but these past few days he's been dying by overdose or even self harm!!






I throw the blanket off my body quietly. Trying not to wake a peaceful sounding Hunnie next to me. I slip my feet in my house slippers and walk out the door. Sniffing the air to see where my nose takes me this time.






The cold air hitting against my half naked body as I travel through the halls leading to his chambers. The moonlight casting at tall shadow down the hall as I pass the tall windows on the wall. A yawn escapes my mouth as I wonder if he's doing this on purpose. I didn't like when he dies, and is only been a few accidental times since he's met me.





The last time I found him, he was in the field of daisies. He seemed to have punched a boulder so hard, his collar bone snapped by his neck and pierced his throat. The impact so hard, he couldn't pull his collar bone out with his other hand, so he collapsed from blood lost. It was a very odd scene I came across, but hurriedly pulled on the bone.






This time, he seems to be in the stone room.







I stop at the entrance of the building. Using my Lycan speed, I jumped on the roof, the smell of Bahm's blood lingered in the air.






I opened a small hatch on top, for the front doors were locked, and slid through a small hatch. Landing down and a few feet away from Bahm's lifeless body.





My heart began racing. He laid on the ground with a piece of stone penetrating his forehead. His whole face drenched with his blood, coating him like a caramel apple.






Pulling the stone, I noticed it was a lot longer and pointed than I thought. It was extremely deep in his skull. No wonder why he died.







He should be waking soon, but I throw his heavy body over my shoulder like the last three times and walk him over to his chambers.







The palace was quiet, a few maids were already cleaning his drops of blood that fell from his forehead wound that was healing slowly. I enter into his chambers, followed by a small maid and throw him onto the bed.





I tucked my self into his bed next to him. Sleep taking over me. As I didn't want to talk to the fourth floor's healing room again.







Pulling the covers over my head, I feel the blanket shift next to me. I peeked up and seen Bahm sitting up, removing his shirt and wiping his face. He walks over to his bathroom, only to come back a second later, interrupting me of my slumber.





"Kris. Please let me talk to you really quickly."





"Bro, stop harming herself, I can't keep watching over you too..." I mumble.






"I'm not...I'm not doing it on purpose. I...I....swear." I pull the covers back over my head. This is going to be another attempt of him begging to see Hunnie again, isn't it?








He already knows how I feel about him being around her. She isn't ready.






"No. You can't see her Bahm. Let me sleep!" I groan from under the covers. Silence fills the room and my eyes start to close.






"Can I just accidentally see her. I just want to see how she will react to my presence. I trust your judgment, but I need this. Please.
I want to fix her eyes."






He begs by the bedside. I even think he was on his knees as he spoke to me. His vice quivered, almost making me sorry for him. I turned around, facing away and a yawn escapes me again.





"Kris please. I promise I'll let you guys be..."






"Will you stop begging me, and leave us alone." I ask in my sleepy state. Feeling like an asshole, but maybe I could be wrong.





Maybe, just maybe Hunnie wants to see him too. I shouldn't be selfish.