HER MOTHER

Summer

My eyes blaze as I stare back at him in horror. But I wasn't scared of him. If he could do that to Miller, he could do worse to me.

“Go ahead, kill me… hurt me! It's all you do to everyone around you! You've killed my mate already, there's no use for me living!” I barked, biting my lower lip.

“He was never your mate! You know who's your mate? Me! Let that fucking sink in!” He thundered as he let go of me and punched the wall behind me. I gasped as I watched him punch the wall multiple times, rage and anger clear in his eyes.

Did he really think I was the mother of the little girl I carried last night? His knuckles were fucking bleeding and he didn't wanna stop.

He was hurting himself and he was doing that with so much anger, like a monster, a beast! He has no freaking control over his emotions.

What kind of a beast is he?

“It’s enough! The little girl isn't mine!” I tried to see if it would stop him from hurting himself and I think it did.

He paused and turned ov