Falling For My Cruel Mate novel Chapter 39

"I thought I might finally find my mate here, it's funny how you're the first girl I see." He chuckles darkly, taking a step towards me.

I take a step back and accidentally bump into someone very large. His large hands comes up to rest on my shoulder and sparks erupt everywhere his skin meets mine, causing a feeling of safety to wash over me. Ajax.

"And she will be the last girl you'll see if you don't fucking step back." He growled angrily as he moved to stand in front of me. I relish in the warmth and power radiating off of him and slip my much smaller hand into his.

No matter the differences that lie between Ajax and I, he was still my mate and his presence had so many affects on my mind and body. I felt a certain sense of safety and assurance with just the simplest touch from him at the moment.

Brandon took a step back as he glared at Ajax. He obviously knew that he was no match for him and decided that he didn't want to get beaten into a pulp once more.

Our truck pulled up and the guard immediately opens the door for us to get in. Ajax sends another low growl towards the insane man before leading me over to the vehicle and helping me in. I slip in and immediately take my shoes off. Ajax takes a seat beside me and the door slams shut, he makes sure that it's locked.

He takes in a deep breath and closes his eyes for a moment as he tries to relax and calm his breathing.

He was infuriated, his hands clenched in a tight fist.

"I'm sorry," He huffs out, making me confused. What was he apologizing for?

"What do you-"

I gasp loudly as he scoops me up in his arms and places me on his lap. His arms wrap around me securely and he places his nose at the crown of my head taking a whiff before placing a small kiss there. His hands run up and down my arm soothingly and his breathing instantly calms and becomes more regular.

I relax in his arms and rest my head against his chest. I was exhausted and trying extremely hard to push the horrid memories of Brandon to the back of my mind. I didn't want to think of what he did to me. Instead I focus on the heart beat of Ajax and allow my eyes to close and for me to slip away into unconsciousness.

Octavia:

I roll over lazily and shove my face into the large silky pillow that laid beneath the mess of my hair. My mind felt foggy as I tried to recall what was happening or even what day it was. I didn't have the energy to move so, I lay like this for a few moments before I begin to remember the events of last night.

I lift my head off the pillow quickly and shove my birds nest of a hair out of my face and scan the room, that just so happens to not be mine. I sit up as the bathroom door opens and a cloud of steam flows into the room. Ajax in all his naked chest glory steps out with merely a towel wrapped around his waist. Jesus, help me.