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Amara's POV:

I waited as patiently as I could inside Thomas room, well now our room. But I could feel his rage through our mating bond and it worried me.

I know it sounds strange because of all the mental and some physical abuse I went through but I don't want Thomas to kill them. They are powerful and I'd hate for him to be in trouble because of me.

I rung my hands in my lap, chewing my bottom lip when I heard the door knob turning, I shot up off the bed and sighed in relief when Thomas walked through the door.

Taking in his appearance real quick I didn't notice blood or disheveled cloths so I knew he didn't get into a fight. But my need for his comfort was so overwhelming I could just stand there looking at him as my lower lip trembled.

Thomas of course noticed and made his way to me, closing the distance he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me to his chest. I buried my face in his chest, taking in his warmth and scent.

"What happened? What do they want?" I asked without moving my face from his chest.

I felt him sigh deeply, his arms tightening around me.

"They came to get you, to return you to marry and mate with Marcus." He said with a low, threatening growl.

I stiffened, doubt making its way into my mind. "Are..... Are you giving me to them?" I asked him timidely. My eyes closed tightly, fearing the answer.

He suddenly pushed me back, grabbed my chin and tilted my face up, but I refused to open my eyes. It would be so much harder having to see him..

"Amara. Open your eyes and look at me!" Thomas demanded harshly.

I could feel my lip trembling more and I shook my head, I don't want to open my eyes....I don't....

"Please baby....look at me.." he said more gently. His thumbs rubbing my cheeks soothingly.

I opened my eyes slowly but I had to blink because of the tears that built up. They never made it down my face because Thomas wiped them away.

His beautiful hazel eyes that usually were more greenish than any other color were now gold. I knew he was close to losing control of his beast.

"You are mine!" He growled, his arms holding my upper arms tightly but not painfully. "I will never, never give you up. Do you understand?" He pulled me yet again to his chest, bending down he buried his face in my neck. I gasped as he nibbled on my new mark. "I love you Amara.. I love you so damn much.."

I sniffed and gripped the back of his shirt, "I love you too Thomas..."

We stood there for who knows how long just comforting each other with our heat and scent. When suddenly his lifted me, my legs wrapping around his waist instinctively.

"T-Thomas?" I asked confused, but he didn't answer. He walked up to the bed and lowered me slowly.

( W A R N I N G
This is a hot scene but in my opinion I don't think I need to put it in private chapters. But regardless you've been warned. When you see * it's over.)

His heat soaked into me, making me surprisingly wet. He nipped, licked and sucked at his mark making me moan and ache into his chest.

I held onto his shirt tightly, afraid that if I let go, he may stop. The ache that my body suddenly felt almost made me hurt.

His hands moved down my side, his thumbs brushing against the curve of my breasts as he moved them down. His fingers trailed back up, under my shirt. Making goose bumps spread across my skin.

I not caring how it made me look, rubbed myself against him like a cat. Needing friction to build the pleasure he was inflicting.

He lifted himself slightly his mouth never leaving my neck as his fingers began to work the buttons of my jeans.

"I'm going to remind you, and everyone just who you belong to.." he growled possessively against my throat. My only reply was to moan at his words.

He lowered my zipper, "I'll make love to you again, and mark you every.....single.....night until your convinced I won't abandon you." He whispered while alternating between licking, kissing and sucking at my neck.

"Ohhhh.... Please, please, please!" I
begged. Unashamed.

I began panting lightly when I could feel him begin to move his fingers into my panties, my stomach tightening in excitement and anticipation. But then came a knock at our door.

Thomas growled loudly, and I bit my lip to keep the moan of annoyance in.

"What?!" He barked, while keeping his hand in my panties.

Go away, go away!!

I screamed in my mind, I looked up at Thomas and he was smirking down at me smugly. It took me a moment to figure out why he'd look so smug. Then I blushed brightly, remembering he could hear my thoughts.

Then his eyes that once held gold turned distant and I knew he was in mink-link with whoever was at the door. It seemed like several minutes passed and suddenly Thomas stiffened and cursed above me.

I looked at him worried, he removed his hand and zipped and buttoned me back up. His eyes now looking regretful.

I stroked his cheeks, "what's happening?" I asked gently, trying to lighten his mood.

He hesitated a moment, "rouges. I'm sorry baby." Even as he said this he didn't look me in the eyes.

I looked at him for a moment, searching for the truth. But he wouldn't look at me. I sighed, deciding to leave it for now.

"Its okay babe... maybe later.." I said calmly.

He nodded, leaned down and kissed me slowly before leaving the bed. I shivered as the cool air hit my now heated skin.

"Ill be hunting so don't mind-link me unless it's an emergency okay?" I nodded. "Charles will be here with you. Think of him as your body guard." He grinned boyishly and I chuckled.

"So my babysitter eh?" I teased.

"Don't leave the compound Amara." He said now serious.

I nodded, "okay. I love you, be careful." I whispered. Suddenly feeling nervous.

He hugged me, and kissed my forehead. "I love you too baby. Ill be back in a few hours." And with that he left the room, closing the door behind him.

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Hours passed and I've not heard anything from the group that left nor Thomas. I prayed they were okay and safe..

I went to eat, showered and now I sat on the bed watching "Bitten" an interesting series even though they have it all wrong.

I watched it so intensely that when I heard the sudden knock on my door I jumped and gasped lightly.

Without hesitation, I paused my show and went to the door opening it, hoping it was Charles with news. But opening the door I could only stand frozen in my spot....