Mia
Luckily, they parted like the red sea. The spectators created a path to the female wanting to take something from me, and I didn’t understand.
Her cheeks were pink and covered in tears. Some were fresh and some dried. Her nose was red, and her lashes stuck together.
Between one breath and the next, I was locked onto her. My jaws clamped hard on her arm. My teeth sunk in deep and the coppery taste of blood filled my mouth and poured over the side and down the floor. Sissy shrieked and tried to shake me off, but I wasn’t letting go, just like she refused to let go of Bastien.
My heart thudded against my ribs thump, thump, thump. I felt Sissy’s fist slam onto the top of my head over and over. Pain ricocheted throughout, and my teeth sunk deeper with every hit. Her screams pierced my ears.
I wanted to shout, shut the fuck up! But my teeth sunk deeper as her fist continued to slam on the top of my head. Again, blood flowed and slipped from my mouth like drool.
She wanted me to release her. I wanted her to move the fuck on. Neither of us was getting what we wanted. Just thinking about Bastien being mine had that panic rising again. What was happening to me? I was on four legs, furry all over, and I had my teeth in some bitch’s arm.
Could shit get any more fucked? The thought was brought back with a yes. My claws pressed into her stomach as I used my weight to pull her further to the floor. My hind legs planted and used them as leverage.
She wasn’t getting away with this shit. It needed to be settled before I could calm the riot in my head. We were basically playing tug of war with her arm. Her screams turned to growls as hair started to grow over her arms.
She was shifting, and I was gearing for the fight. I knew deep down that it needed to happen, even if I was terrified of all the new things. Even if I was screaming out that this is fucked up in my head. Even if I wanted to run the other way, I needed to kick this bitch’s ass and show who was the boss. When it came down to it, I will wipe the floor with her sappy ass.
Only Bastien had other plans, his arms surrounded me, pulling me close to him.
“Let her go, Mia,” he tells me, his voice was calm, way too calm.
I snarled and gave my head a shake.
“Don’t you dare shift!” Bastien shouted at Sissy.
I snarled louder, and more blood leaked into my mouth. Sissy was trembling from holding back the shift, and I was sure the pain was no picnic in the park.
“Mia, let her go, and she’ll leave,” he tells me calmly.
Didn’t he get it? She wasn’t going anywhere. I needed to do this.
Why the fuck did I care?
Because he’s ours and you know it, that voice whispered.
His hot breath fanned my face as he leaned in closer. His hand sunk into the scruff of my neck, clenching gently onto my fur.
“Please, baby, let her go,” he pleaded.
I knew this was important for him just as it was for me. Slowly, I released some of the pressure that I had on my jaw. My teeth lifted a centimeter.
“That’s it, baby,” he cooed gently and sweetly.
I needed to show Sissy that Bastien was mine. That centimeter was lost as my teeth sunk back in. My claws curled and sunk into the flesh of her stomach, piercing through the fabric of her shirt.
“Mia,” he tried again.
I ignored him with a slight huff.
“Sissy, tell her you’ll back the fuck off,” he snarled at her.
I should feel sorry for her. I was the one who came in here and uprooted their lives. But at the same time, I didn’t ask for this.
“No,” Sissy whispered.
“Listen to me, WE. ARE. NOT. TOGETHER.” Each word was spoken loudly and punctuated.
Some of my anger drained, and I released her, not completely but close.
The fear was back in place. What was happening to me? What happened to me?
“You need to leave as soon as your free and don’t show your face around here. Not until Mia invites you,” Bastien tells Sissy coldly.
Pushing with my front paws, I shove her as I release her completely and I watched as she hit the wall again.