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Hot water runs down my body as I shower, my eyes closing as I wash my hair. A few more minutes, I step out a wrap a towel around my body. A pound on the door sounds and I frown.

"Mae, let me in," Harry rushes, my hand grabbing the doorknob. I unlock the door and he opens it, shutting the door and I fall backwards at the force he inflicts on me.

"What's going on?" I ask, his lips puffed out as he covers my body. It fears me that the towel will fall off my body.

"They're tracking your scent. I'm masking it," he explains, my head nodding.

He stays here for minutes until he nods, standing and helping me up. I cling the towel to my body and he looks down at me, his hand setting on my waist.

"You alright?" he asks, my head nodding. He kisses my cheek and walks out of the bathroom, my feet following after him. I open my closet and I feel him behind me, my eyes closing as soon as his lips are on my neck.

"So soft," he whispers, my lips parting.

"You smell so good," he mumbles, his nose running down my shoulder.

Since he admitted he was falling into the ways of normal mating wolves, he hasn't stopped the little sparks of emotion towards me.

"Harry," I lightly moan, my head leaning back on his chest.

"So good," he continues, gripping my waist in his hands tightly.

I push his hands off and walk into my closet, shutting the door. My mind is turning, his lips always burning my skin at his kisses. Since that night, I've thought about claiming. Would it just be easier to let him claim me?

As I put my clothes on, a sharp noise is heard in my head again and I scream.

Get him out of the house, Esmae. If you want him to live, get him out.

My father's horrible voice plays in my mind, my eyes filling with tears as he continues to taunt me. I scream again when he laughs, my hands covering my face.

My body is lifted up and I grip onto Harry's shoulders, his warmth soothing me.

"You have to leave," I whisper, holding him closer.

"You have to leave or he'll kill you," I say, his arms tightening on me.

"He's just saying these things. We're leaving tonight," he whispers, my arms tightening around his neck.

"Where are we going?" I ask, his arms strong as he holds me.

"I have a place. It's on the land of the pack Gemma's mate is in. He's allowing us to stay there until my alliance can help me with your father," he says, leaning his forehead on mine.

He lifts my body up, my lips curving as he sets me on the ground again. He looks down at me and presses his lips to mine.

I wrap my arms around his neck and our lips stay connected, my eyes closing as my heart pounds against my chest.

"Harry?" I whisper, his lips brushing mine.

"Yeah," he whispers, mumbling against my lips.

"Do you still...hate claiming?" I ask, curious at his response.

"Yes and no," he explains, my hands moving to hold his cheeks.

"Yes, I don't want to hurt you and no because I want everyone to know you're mine," he says, my eyes looking down at his chest.

"Why?" he asks, my lips pushing together.

"I-I was curious," I says, his body stiffening.

"We need to go," he says, my hand taken in his as he runs down the stairs of the house.

He starts running, shifting with my arms wrapping around his neck. As he runs, my father's voice starts talking to me and I cry into his neck.

"Faster. He's coming," I cry into his ear, Harry's wolf running faster.

My hands grip his fur, holding onto him for my life. He runs into the forest and wolves start chasing after him, my eyes shutting tightly.

Something happens and I fall off Harry, his wolf hovering over me immediately. My father's voice is in my head and I cry, covering my ears.

Harry is shoved off me and he growls, the wolf biting my arm. Harry shoves him off, my eyes releasing tears rapidly as I scream. I'm dragged and shoved against a tree, my head hitting it and causing me to pass out.

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My eyes are heavy as I wake up, my head turning to the side. I squeeze my eyes, pain surging through my body as I move slightly.

"Don't move," a dark voice grumbles, my eyes opening to see an unfamiliar man.

"Your entire right side is broken. You move and you'll be in extreme pain."

I swallow, only wanting to see Harry.

"Where's Harry?" I ask, the man's brown eyes flickering to look at me.

"He's in the pack house. I told him I must attend to you before he comes to visit. You were in pretty rough shape."

He sets something in a syringe and places it in my right arm. Immediately I hear my bones crack and set back in place, my eyes squeezing at the pain it brings.

"What is that?" I ask, his hand moving the needle and placing it in my shoulder.

"Some of Harry's blood. You put this in your mate's system and broken bones heal extremely fast."

I nod, feeling no pain and he continues placing the needle on the right side of my body. Once he says I'm completely healed, I sit up and he helps me walk to the door.

"I'm putting you on bedrest," he says, my head nodding.

He situates me in a room and I lie down, his hands placing a blanket over me. I now notice the paw-print on his hand and I think about the one on me, how I now feel fine beside Harry.

In a flash, Harry's in the doorway and the man leaves automatically. He shuts the door and Harry sits beside me, my body sitting up.

"What happened?" I ask, his hands on my cheeks immediately.

"Something beyond my control and it made me angry, worried, and scared," he says, my hands grabbing his wrists.

"Dean shoved you against a tree, a man named Tyrone bit you, and I was held back watching your father bite your right side to break every bone on that side of your body," he explains, my lips pressing to his fingers after I grab his hands.

"I've been worried sick. I was scared you weren't going to wake up. It made me so angry," he says but he softens when I kiss his cheek.

"I'm okay. I'm better," I tell him, moving my hand into his hair.

He presses his lips to mine immediately and he sets me back on the pillows, his hand setting on my back as he kisses me.

A knock on the door sounds, Harry grumbling, and I laugh at his response.

"Get lost," he barks, my hands grabbing his cheeks to kiss him again.

"Alpha, her father..." someone says, my lips parting as my eyes widen with fear.

"What is it?" Harry's words are angered and I hold onto him as he lifts up, setting me on his lap.

"He's brought something. It's gruesome," someone says, my body lifted off Harry's. His hand grabs mine and we walk out of the room.

"You may not want her to see this," someone says, my eyes looking at him.

Harry warns him, stating to watch me as he goes to see what my father has 'brought'.

Minutes pass and Harry enters my line of vision, his eyes meeting mine.

"Leave," Harry says, the two men walking away. Harry moves us back into the room and brings me into his arms, my eyes looking up at him.

"I'm so sorry," he says, my eyes closing.

"Mae...he got your mum," he whispers, my heart breaking. I start to cry and he hugs me close to his body, my family crumpling.

"I had Alex take her and bury her. I'm so sorry," he whispers, kissing the top of my head.

"I hate him. I hate him so much," I cry, his arms tightening.

"Shh, I'll take care of this. You don't have to worry."

I nod and he leans down, lifting me to hold me. He sits and I hold him to me, his body strong and warm.

"I want to sleep," I whisper, his head nodding.

We lay down and he holds me, my eyes releasing tears as I continue to cry. He's wiping my tears and kissing my face, my eyes finally filling with sleep.

When I wake, I'm lying on top of Harry with his arms around my waist tightly. My head is resting in his neck and he groans when I move slightly. Sadness fills me as I remember the events of last night, my head nuzzling further into his neck.

"Don't cry," he whispers, my eyes shutting.

"It hurts so much," I whisper, his body moving me to the side.

"I know it hurts but you have to listen to me. I'm here for you and I will take care of everything. Mae, don't worry. I'll be here every day and night for you. You are my mate and I will do anything for you," he whispers, my eyes looking up at him.

"Mate...it's short for soulmate. You're my soulmate, Mae."

I shyly smile and he kisses my forehead. His lips press to mine lightly and I kiss him back, his fingers setting on my waist.

"You're my soulmate then," I tell him, his fingers holding onto my shirt.

"That's right. I will be your protector," he starts, climbing on top of me.

"Your strength," he continues, my hands resting on his biceps.

"And your only."

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