GoodReadChapter 0222 Damien My knuckles hit the punch bag over and over.
Raven won't lettouch her when she's on her period. Tellingit's gross and disgusting and that if I tried touching her she would happily cut my dick off.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBetween the two, I would rather keep my cock, so instead I burn my energy in the punch bags.
I pause as stuffing starts spewing from the splits in the bag. Taking it off its hook, I carry it over to the others that had already broken through. The lady that repairs them is going to hatefor all the work I'm providing her with.
As I hoist another bag onto my shoulder, a sharp pain spirals through my chest and almost hasdoubled over, sucking the air from my lungs. "Raven!" Dropping the bag. I charge across the grounds, ignoring the concerned looks from the other Wolves "RAVEN?" I call out as I run through the back door and into the packhouse.
She stares atwide eyed with a spoonful of ice cream halfway to her mouth. The spiralling pain continues to stab at my heart, but my mate is sitting right in front of me, looking completely fine and confused Ravens brow dips down as a small crease forms between them. "Are you okay?" "Are you?" I fire back, trying to keep the anger at bay as my heart thuds against my chest like its trying to break free.
She nods, still wide eyed.
The pain vibrates through my chest, but doesn't spread any further.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt couldn't be possible.
"Damien?" There's an edge of worry to her tone as she speaks my name. But if she was fine, that could only mean one thing. I rub my chest. "I think.... I think Salem is dead." Her spoon clatters to the table. "He's....dead? But you are here?" "I felt pain. I thought you were hurt, yet you are fine. It can only be him." I wanted to wrap her in my arms and never let her go.
She blinks a few times as though she hadn't heard me. "Who... who would have killed him? "It could have been anyone. The bar where I found Dottie wouldn't have been the last place for him to get a.__ feed." I rgb' my chest again. The pain was unexpected. I didn't think there was anything left connectingand iy brother. "The idiot must have got himself wrappedup i in something else." Content belongs to "Are you okay?" She asks quietly. "I know you wanted to be the one to end his life because of what he did."
It was true. I wanted to be the very last thing he saw. I wanted to see him take his last breath as life M drained from his body. I nod. He was dead and that was one less thing we had to be concerned about. "What about you?"
She may not verbally speak it, but she questioned-what happened to him, letting the questions build in her mind. Wondering how he ended up becoming as hateful as he did. She never said it, and kept the thoughts to herself I think sometimes; she forgets that I could read her 'mind. ANd after last time, I wasn't going to be the one to drag it out of her so aggressively. Content belongs to "He deserved it." She whispers and sucks her bottom lip in between her teeth. “It's fine.” I offer. “I just want you to tellthe trut, when you are ready." I'm careful with my words. Watching her tiny reactions and making sure I don't push too much. She isn't afraid to shutout if I push too much.
'I cared for him once. You know that." She lets-qut a heavy sigh. "He seemed suclya good man at one point. Thaugh he was filling my head with Hiesdellingwhat I wanted-o hear. Making promises that hewas never-going to keep. He has done hortible, horrible things" She looks déwn at her leg. It was almost completely healed but she still refused to go on packruns or shift, just in case'. Content belongs to Ashburn
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