All Chapters of He Hurt Me, But He Needs Me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

FerraraWe were outnumbered by three. Just as my wolf managed to get to his feet, another wolf threw himself on top of me. Around me, wolves roared, and I felt the pain of my shifters through their bonds.My claws ripped through flesh, but they had the advantage. I needed to get to my feet.Distantly, I heard Violetta scream again. There was a flash of orange, and fire seared my fur. Two of the wolves yelped and released their grip on me. I rose to see Violetta standing with a flaming log in her hand. Twisting, she picked up another log and swung it like a damn baseball bat.Rising, I gripped the one wolf still attached to me and snapped its neck. It fell, lifeless, to the ground, and I launched myself at the other two. One jerked away just in time, and the other one and I rumbled to the ground. It was smaller and leaner but scrappy. It got in a few good blows before I tore its throat open.Turning to search for the one who got away, I watched, in horror, as Violetta pulled out the fl

ViolettaVioletta slept until nightfall, and when she rose, there was more color in her cheeks. I watched carefully as she rose and stretched. Her steps were steady and confident, and her own relief was evident in her small smile."Do you think we're far enough from the boundary to shift and hunt?" I asked. I wasn't stupid enough to blindly trust her again, but after that last attack, I knew I needed her input. I'd only been to Wisteria Wood once when I was a kid. We barely survived the first two days before we had to turn back and take the long way around."Probably. I don't really know where we are, but I don't feel...I don't think we'll find trouble as long as we don't get any closer while it's still dark."Feel? Why would she stumble over that word?"We?" I asked as I stood. "You're not coming unless you shift."I hadn't meant to snarl at her. I'd never planned to leave her. Not because I thought she would run, but because she was a magnet for trouble. Still, giving her a challeng

FerraraShe wasn't telling outright lies, but she wasn't telling the truth either, and that meant that she couldn't be trusted. Still, we made it through most of the day without attracting any rogue wolf attention.Occasionally, she would stop and stare. I did the same, but I never could see what she saw, so eventually, I stopped and just studied her. Nothing about her motivation made sense. She could have told me how to release the traps and in return, I would have given her the freedom she wanted.Maybe.I could just as easily drag her back to my territory when this was done. Did she think herself safer from me the closer we got to the witch coven?There was nothing that would keep me from her if I decided to keep her.Deep within me, my wolf rumbled. It was not a warning of danger, but rather a warning for me. Ever since Violetta had come into my life, my wolf and I had been at odds with each other. He wanted his mate.I wanted to protect my clan. At the moment, we couldn't both ha

FerraraThe lies had slipped so easily out of her mouth, but while Marsh invited Finn to stay for dinner, Violetta started to shake. I knew what she was thinking. My wolves hadn't made it back.Interesting that she would worry for them so.I knew that my wolves were fine. I would feel if they were dead. Finn had lied. I couldn't tell Violetta that. I also didn't know why.We spent the next two hours as guests while Marsh happily relayed stories of little Violetta that set my teeth on edge and tested me in every way possible.Violetta, meanwhile, never blinked an eye.Afterward, I quickly shut down Marsh's suggestion that we sleep in the cabin. When he mentioned we could all shift and sleep together, I felt the first sign of Violetta's fear and panic."Violetta's wolf does not come out unless we're home," I said, playing the role of the controlling mate.Marsh was clearly frustrated, but I didn't budge. It was obvious he wanted Violetta. Did he really think I would share her?Had someo

ViolettaI hated not knowing where we were and having to follow the instructions of a stranger.Finn had risked a lot to see us to safety, though. So much so that Ferrara didn't think he was safe in Wisteria Woods anymore. He gave the young man instructions back to West Ham with a message his guards would understand.When Ferrara returned, Finn would have a chance at joining a pack. I was a little sorry that I wouldn't be there to see it happen."That would be a pretty targeted question for me to ask, wouldn't it?" Ferrara responded.Shivering, I turned my back and slipped off my wet shirt. We were in a cave that, according to Finn, was part of a system of rock dwellings. He believed the caves would lead straight to the witch's den, but he hadn't explored them. He said he'd only tried to go further once when he became ensnared in a spell trap. It was two agonizing days before a witch released him and warned him away.Ferrara had commented that it was awfully nice of them for a group o