A Mute Rejected Mate

I wake up in Xavier's arms. I look up at him in confusion. He's asleep, but I don't remember him getting into the bed. Suddenly, I remember last night.

I was sleeping peacefully when I had a nightmare. Zach had come into the room when Xavier was out. He smacked me and got on top of me. He tied my hands this time so I couldn't do anything, and he was taking my underwear off when I finally woke up to Xavier calling my name. I felt scared Zach would come get me if I didn't have Xavier, plus I missed Xavier so much.

I grabbed him and pulled him close. He laid down next to me, and I got close to him. I needed him close to me. My wolf needed him.

Now, I'm like what the fuck?!

I try to get up, but Xavier's grip keeps me in place. I start smacking his chest and wiggling trying to get away. I am about to knee him in the balls when he sits up. "Lucy, stop."

I hit him harder hoping he will let me go. "Lucy!" I shake my head no. He made me leave. He is tired of me being around. I tried to make him leave, I tried to make him stay away, but he just fucking wont! He wraps his arm around my waist.

I get out of his hold and try running for the bathroom. I'm almost there when Xavier grabs me and pins me to the wall. "Enough! Enough of this! I'm sick and tired of watching you starve yourself and see you so depressed. Stop it. He's gone! I killed him." He killed him? "He is gone! you are driving me crazy! I can't think straight. Do you think you are doing me a favor? By acting like this? By staying in this damn room? Do you think that this means I can do my work if you stay here in here? Wrong! I can't fucking think on anything else! Just the fact that you, my mate, are in this damn room. Not eating. Not drinking. Not smiling. Not laughing. Not living. Moping in this damn room!"

I look at him, shocked by his outburst. He said he couldn't have people constantly watching over me. He left me alone! Peter hates me. Michelle will do anything in her power to get rid of me. If I was in this room, he could work and I'd be safe.

I was getting annoyed of everyone coming in and trying to get me to talk or smile. They knew I wouldn't talk. I couldn't exactly smile. My whole life is tumbling down. I feel like I'm dying everyday.

I get angry. He is the one who wanted me to leave him alone to work! He is the one who said I needed to "get over it"

How the fuck is he expecting me to get over it?!

I start pushing him, wanting to be far away from him. He's a bich douche. An asshole who needs to leave me the fuck alone.

He growls and grabs my hands. "Stop!" he commands in his alpha voice. It surprised me and I am forced to obey the command. "Why? Can you tell me or-or write to me why? I don't understand. He isn't coming back for you. He's dead. So why be afraid.

What? Is he being serious? Zach almost raped me! Michelle is the reason he did it. Zach may be dead, but that doesn't mean that this is over. I get so angry I do something I never thought I would do. I slap him.

His face slight turns red before he growls "ENOUGH!" And grabbing my shoulders, pushing me to the wall.

Then he does something i never thought he would do again.

He slaps me.

It wasn't as hard as the first time, but it fucking hurt. I cry out at the pain before looking up at him shocked, tears pouring from my eyes. I am confused before I realized what happened. He hit me. Again. I never thought my mate would hit me. I've been proven wrong twice. His face looked shocked and regretful. "I-I..."

He can't get the words out, but I don't think it matters. "I'm sorry." I reach up to feel my stinging cheek.

I can't be here with him. I can't look at him right now. I walk to the bathroom, closing the door. I sit down, my hand on my cheek. He hit me. I thought he cared for me. He hit me like I was dirt.