That was terrible. “I trust you Hannah. You’re too good to run a hate group. No matter how much hate you think you have inside your heart, you’re proving to be stronger than it. Look at you already. You’re mated to a Noxi.”
She blushed. “So the bond you were talking about?”
“Yep, completed.”
She nodded, but didn’t say anything, and I held her loving how she felt against me. I couldn’t wait to get rid of all the shit, and I couldn’t wait to actually enjoy my mate.
Chapter 5
Hannah
I finally dragged my ass out of bed and pulled Wyser with me. We needed to get out of my dorm. I was starving and if I didn’t get up now I wouldn’t. It was too comforting. We had class tomorrow and our papers were due. I hadn’t even started mine yet. Things had been too damn stressful. After I went to eat I’d have to get to work.
I stood at my closet and sighed when the aches kicked it. It was a mix of Joey and Wyser. The first sucked and the second—made me blush. I couldn’t believe how much I wanted more. Sex wasn’t like what I’d imagined. I had really never been interested until recently. Now I saw what the hype was about. All I wanted to do was stay in bed with him for days. Fuck responsibility.
Yeah even if I thought it I would do that. I pulled out a plain navy blue V-neck and a pair of my normal jeans. I left Wyser in bed and went to take a shower. As soon as I stepped under the hot spray my tense muscles relaxed. The ache from the water beating on my back had me sucking in a breath. As good as it felt it also hurt. Joey did a number on me, and as much as I didn’t like to admit it. I was terrified.
If Joey came then my dad wouldn’t be far behind. Too much was at stake, and all I wanted to do was disappear and never have to worry about the shit again. As I scrubbed my hair I thought about all the things that were about to happen. I was going to be called a traitor to my own kind. Every person who believed in my father’s cause would treat me like a leper.
I was not one to care about what people thought about me, but I didn’t want the backlash coming back at Wyser or his family. Especially now that I knew he had a younger brother. I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself. Biting my lip I held back the tears I felt forming. I knew what I had to do, and however it ended, he would never forgive me.
I was going to go home with him, meet his family, and enjoy him. Then I had no choice; I had to leave. I needed to go somewhere far away. I didn’t know where I’d be able to go without my father’s influence following me, but I’d have to change my name, and leave the country—most likely.
The thought of leaving Wyser felt like my heart was being torn from my chest. For the first time in a long time I let the tears fall. I needed to mourn all that I had to give up. I felt the warmth on my cheek, tasted the saltiness on my lips. I sobbed alone, in silence. I’d have Spring Break, and then I needed to start my plan.
I had money, and a lot of it. I didn’t think it would be too hard to change my identity. The problem would be keeping my plan to myself. Wyser read me so well already. I worried he would figure it out and try to stop me.
It was in the moment I took every bit of hardness and sucked up my tears. I’d be okay. Saving him was worth the sacrifice of my heart. Even though he’d never forgive me, one day he would understand. I hoped.
I scrubbed my body furiously pissed that I had to make this sort of decision. I was fucking 19 years old. I was supposed to be having fun, falling in love, and getting an education. It wasn’t right that I had to give up my love in order to save him.
I would never forgive my dad. Period I was done. If I had my way I’d take Ryan with me, but he was too far gone into the hate. There was no saving him. Not now. I knew the moment Joey showed up Ryan was lost to me. Any hope I had vanished.
I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I brought my clothes in the bathroom for a reason. I knew if I went back into my room in a towel, we wouldn’t be leaving. Quickly, I pulled on my clothes and my stomach rumbled. It was then that I realized I hadn’t eaten all day. I’d had my morning coffee, and that was it. I cringed. I hated being unhealthy, but college did that to me. Wyser did that to me.
I spent more time sleeping and stressed than I did at home. I could handle avoiding my father and his lackeys. Wyser didn’t let me avoid him. From the beginning he took charge of my heart, even when I tried to avoid it I had known it was a lost cause the moment I saw him slouching against that tree eavesdropping on my conversation.
It was then my whole life changed, and I couldn’t bring myself to regret any of it—not even what was to come.
In the end I’d lose, but at least I would know love. That was every girl’s dream, right? Shaking off my melancholy I went back into my room to see it empty. I frowned and went into my tiny living space. On the small table there was a note:
Went to get food. Be back. Don’t leave.
So he knew I was starving and found a way to keep me in my dorm. I knew that he had to of been worried about leaving me alone. He had left his roommate with me all night while he calmed down. I was surprised he left my side long enough to get food. Maybe he felt feeding me was important. I laughed and shook my head. I was losing my damned mind. Everything about how I felt changed.
I had come to college to get away from my legacy and move on. I wanted to start over and be my own person. Now I was tied to a male of the very species my legacy hated. Talk about irony. It reminded me of Shakespeare.
I was walking down a tricky path and all for love. Was it worth it? Definitely.
Wyser had already changed me, and I felt like a different person. I felt like someone finally saw me. Not my father but just plain old Hannah. It was nice to be recognized as my own person for a change.
Chapter 6
Wyser
I took advantage of Hannah taking a long shower to get up and surprise her with food. I knew she had to be starving. I was too. I pulled on my shirt and let myself out of her dorm. I didn’t really want to leave her alone yet. Not so soon after mating, but I would have to go home at some point. I needed to talk to Aux, and I needed to get packed for the long weekend.
I could admit I was a bit nervous about bringing her home. Only because of Ma’s reaction. Otherwise I was like any other newly mated male. I was on high alert, possessive, and protective. I had ulterior motives about bringing food to her. I didn’t want to have to deal with all the fucking males on campus checking her out.
It was bad before but there was something about mating that would make her even more attractive to males. She was beautiful anyways, and even if it didn’t faze her she was checked out all the time. Already I’d seen it in our short time together. She didn’t seem to pay attention though.
Making my way into the small after hour’s pub on campus I grabbed subs and a salad. I’d seen her eating one on more than one occasion.
On my way back I walked fast but something caught my eye. Leaning against the tree near Hannah’s dorm I saw a man. He didn’t belong. Right away I knew something about him was off. It was like there was an evil aura surrounding him. A cigarette hung from his lips and he had his big meaty arms crossed across his chest. To the average person he would have been one intimating bastard, but I chuckled and I felt his glare.
It was then I knew he was someone sent to watch my mate. I wasn’t sure who he was, but he reeked of hate. His hair was blond and stringy, and he sported a thick beard. Even with his muscular arms he looked old in the face. As though he was aging badly. The closer I came to him, the tenser he became. Yep, he was related to my princess somehow, and I had a feeling I wasn’t going back to her dorm a very happy man.
When I was a couple feet away he pushed off of the tree and stalked towards me. He looked a little rough around the edges, but I didn’t feel threatened. Though I had a feeling that was why he was approaching me. He was here to warn me to stay away from her. I wasn’t stupid. I was a bit surprised that I would be getting a warning.
I ground my teeth together and glared at the man, but I didn’t respond to his jibe.
“Hannah doesn’t need more trouble. You’ll only hurt her.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” My voice was low and venomous.
He reeled back a bit like he was surprised. “Hannah’s not yours. She’s mine.”
This was Joey. I knew Hannah would flip shit if I touched him right now. My body coiled ready to attack. This had to be the pussy that hurt her. “You’re Joey I take it?”
Again he was surprised. “She told you?”
“Of course she did.”
“She’s mine and I already warned her to stay away from you, but I knew my little pussy wouldn’t listen. She always did have problems taking orders. So this time I’m warning you. Stay away from her or it won’t be you who pays. It’ll be her when I show her what happens to little bitches who whore around.”
That was it. I dropped the bag and jumped into action. He was not a man. He was an animal. The way he talked about Hannah was disgusting. I landed a hard blow to his nose, but he was stronger and much faster than he appeared. He rolled me over and punched me in the eye. His large beefy hand wrapped around my throat, and I knew what he was going for. He didn’t care we were in public. He didn’t care that it was against the law now. This man was out to murder and he didn’t give a fuck who saw.
I laid there, watching him with a hatred that I had never felt before. I bucked my body, throwing him to the side, and even as he tried to keep hold of me I moved faster. He wasn’t totally in shape, his smoking didn’t help. It didn’t take long for his breathing to become a bit ragged.
“Don’t mess with me. I won’t take shit from you. Hannah doesn’t want you, and she will never be yours. Get that through your thick pussy head.”
Joey growled. “I’m no fuckin’ pussy. And you’re gonna regret touching me.” He wiped his lip where I’d cut him when I shoved him off of me. “Tell buttercup I warned her, and now he’s coming for her—and you.”
Then he spit in my direction and strolled away. People around gawked at me. All of them too shocked to move. I glared back at them. “What?”
They instantly stopped staring and moved on like nothing had happened. Humans were fucking weird. They got off on violence. It was no wonder their prisons were over full capacity. Hurting each other seemed to be their thing. Noxium fought and beat the shit out of each other, but they didn’t kill. We didn’t think that was the way to go. Apparently humans had no qualms about murdering in public. It was getting dark, but the sun hadn’t even fully set yet. He took a big risk.
I picked up the food pissed I’d have to explain to her why I had a black eye. I felt it swelling shut already. There would be no way to avoid the conversation and I knew she was going to be pissed as hell. There was no way of avoiding it though. I knew he was going to hit me, at least once. He had a mission, and it was to keep me away and threaten her. It was when he called her those filthy names that I snapped. I would have been fine had he kept his damn trap shut about her.
I sped to her dorm. Trouble was on its way, and she needed to be prepared. Joey wasn’t kidding. The head honcho would be here soon.
Chapter 7
Hannah
Instantly I knew something was wrong. When my door opened it was slow like he was avoiding making his entrance. It had been 45 minutes since I got out of the shower. There was no way it would have taken that long to get food. I sat at my table nibbling my lip and fidgeting nervously. Had he left? Did something happen? All of my paranoia washed through my mind driving me crazy.
Then, I saw him and gasped. His eyes and lips were swollen. I jumped up from my chair and went to him. “What the hell happened to you?”
My voice must have raised an octave or two because he cringed. “Nothing to worry about, Princess.”
“I call bullshit. You went to go get food an hour ago, and you come back beaten up?”
“Hey, it’s not that bad.”
“Right and I’m not hysterical.”
He laughed and I glared. It wasn’t the time to laugh at me. I ran my finger over his lip and wiped his blood away and held my finger up. “Not bad, I suppose. It’s the eye that’s not so great. Who did you fight with?”
He mumbled something I didn’t get and his good eye avoided mine. The hairs on my neck stood. “Wyser?” Hands on my hips, I waited to hear the inevitable.
He sighed and walked past me and put the bag on the table. Then he proceeded to take my hands in his. It was then I saw the blood on his knuckles. “It seems like you got your own hits in.”
He nodded and led me to the table. I was now starting to panic. He wasn’t talking, and he was acting weird. “I ran into a friend of yours.” The way he said friend was as if it left a bitter taste in his mouth.
I paled because I knew. “Who?” It came out as a whisper and my lip trembled. Already he’d gotten to him.
“You’re good friend Joey. Things were fine until he disrespected you. I would have left him alone.”
“You hit him before he touched you?” What the fuck was he trying to do; get himself killed?
“Of course not, but I wasn’t going to allow him to talk about you that way. I didn’t like his little pet name for you either. You’re Princess, period, and you’re fucking mine dammit.”
I ignored his possessiveness for the time being because he was clearly pissed. “Buttercup, yeah not too fond of it either. He’s called me that since I was a kid. Kinda creepy if you ask me.”
He glared or at least it looked like it. “He’s a fucking pussy. He is a lot faster than I expected though, but he warned me to stay away from you—”
“Of course he did.”
“Then he said your dad is coming next if you don’t listen.”
I knew he was leaving stuff out, but I figured if it was important he’d tell me. “Shit, he wasn’t bluffing either.”
“I don’t care about him, though I won’t lie. I am concerned with your dad showing up here.”
I huffed and blew my hair out of my face. “You and me both.” If that wasn’t an understatement I didn’t know what was.
It looked like things were going to blow the fuck up—and soon.
I couldn’t think about it—not yet. “I need to do my paper for class tomorrow.” I told Wyser. I felt numb.
He seemed to sense my detachment and frowned. “Hey Princess, everything will be okay. We should just go to Ma’s now. It’s safe there. No human really venture over there, and I doubt your little friend would go there, not without your father’s order at least.”
“I can’t go home with you now. Not when he’s here. He’d probably follow, and I refuse to bring my family to yours.”
“You’re coming home with me dammit. I can protect you. It’s my fucking job. He has no idea who he’s fucking with. My family can take care of themselves. It’s you I’m worried about.”
I shook my head and cried. “Don’t you get it? They are never going to let me be happy. For the rest of my life you and I will fight against the group, my dad, my brother, Joey; all of them.”
He pulled me into his arms and held me even when I fought. I let out my rage and anger. I hated everything about my life. I didn’t want to bring hell to their door. If anything happened to him or anyone he cared about it would be my fault. He would resent me one day. It would never end, and I refused to watch him suffer because of me.
Hannah
(Prologue)
My life has changed dramatically over the course of a few weeks. It’s ironic really, I left home to gain more control of my life, and now life was far more chaotic than ever. I had absolutely no control. I couldn’t hide behind my mask any longer. I just wanted a peaceful existence, far away from my father’s hatred. My relationship with Wyser, a Noxi, granted me the polar opposite of my desire… I know, I should be grateful, most people live a lifetime
never finding true love. I had found it, but a large part of me would have rather lived in the ignorance of it all. It seemed more bearable that way. The harder I pushed Wyser away, the harder he pushed to be by my side. I could not control Wyser’s actions, but I could still control my own. Wyser wasn’t going to lose his life or his family because of me. I had to run away from everyone, but before I do, I wanted a little more time with Wyser.
Wyser
(Chapter One)
I knew Hannah’s dad could be here at any moment. I was trying, with a bit of difficulty, to put on a happy face for Hannah. The truth was, Eli Nichols, his name alone made me cringe. The thought of having to face him made me feel afraid. Not for myself but for Hannah, I was afraid of being unable to protect her from his wrath. I was afraid of once again failing. For now though I needed to take care of Hannah, I could tell she was still in pain, not just physically but emotionally as well. I needed to make Hannah happy. I needed to get Hannah to stop worrying about the issues at hand.
“Princess, we need to get you packed up for the weekend.”
I told her nonchalantly, in hopes that I would be met with no opposition. To my surprise after a momentarily pause she responded.
“Ok, sure.”
I was completely caught off guard by her response that I almost missed the settle change in her demeanor. It wasn’t anger or fear, it was something else. I could see her mind racing back and forth, she was distracted in thought. She was planning something, and she wanted to keep me out of the loop.
I grabbed Hannah and gently laid her on the bed. I leaned in so I could closely examine her face. I needed to know what thoughts she was keeping from me.
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