~~~Destinies POV~~~

As soon as his warm breath fanned my lips and we grazed each other I shot back. My heart sped up and I was gasping for air as the familiar feeling scared the hell out of me. ive never had a real loving kiss…I don’t know what its like and frankly, any physical contact like that sets me over. I don’t know what I was thinking…

“des? Im sorry..i-I” he seemed so sorry and I had to stop him to let him no I was ok.

“its fine harry…i-I just…ive never….huh” I sighed not knowing how to tell him I was scared of kissing someone…all the kisses I have ever known were rough, and eventually forced. And if I was to explain how I was afraid of kissing…id have to explain james.

“what?” harry pushed curiously. I sighed giving in. ill make him promise not to tell. I can trust him…right?

“you have to promise not to tell my father…I want to tell him this…when Im ready.” I spoke softly. Harrys hand squeezed my knee gently.

“of course.” I gave him a small smile and sighed. I knew telling this would have me in either a panick attack or once again in tears.

“after the hunters…I wonderd off…I cryed for about 5 days about it…then I ran into one of the hunters whod survived my attack… he was mad and had a gun. He tried to catch me but I ran. When he shot at me, a bullet had grazed my leg…and that’s were it starts…” I pinched my eyes together composing myself. Mentioning his name sent me into chills.

“to give you the short version. I met a young kid who helped me. we became friends… when I was 12 or 13 we started dating…I thought I was in love…until my 14th birthday…it all changed. He started beating me to a point I was either uncounscious, or in need of major medical help. Sometimes to make me suffer hed let me get close to death, then bring me right back… it was awful. When I left it was on my 16 birthday…I would have never left if he hadn’t done what he did…. Mainly because I though I deserved it all.”

I cupped my face sobbing as the horrid nightmares flashed through my brain. I dare not even remember the ones when he used weapons… harry locked our hands together and cooed.

“don’t finish… you don’t have to tell me love its ok.” I sniffled and shook my head. “no…i-I have to finish…” I listened to him sigh and looked into his emrald orbs. When he saw my face his gaze saddend.

As he went to speak I interrupted him by continuing.

“I left because he and 8 other men dragged me in my room and tied me to a bed…t-they ripped m-my cloths off and…t-they…” I was struggling to say the word. I could tell harry already new but he wanted to confirm his suspicion before reacting.

“ they what!?” he said franticly but quietly.

“t-they…they raped me harry… they took the one thing that was mine I had left…a-and it hurt so bad…i-I struggle with kissing and anything like that because of him.” I said emphasizing him. Harry stared at me with furry.

“who?” his voice had anger. I could see it building in him as his emerald eyes turned red. It scared me and I pulled my hands away wrapping them around myself. Harry quickly calmed himself and leaned forward pulling me back in his lap.

“hey..hey im sorry. It just makes me mad someone did that to you…who was it? Please tell me?” he begged. I nodded takeing yet another deep breath.

“i-it was..it was james atkins. The alphas son… the son of the most dangerous pack. The pack my father, and his father before him have fuded against for thousands of years… and I DATED HIM!!” I said getting mad at myself.

“hey, none of this is your fault. You have been so cruely played into things, you don’t know when to blame yourself or the real captor. Its not your fault. You deserve none of this.” Harry spoke tucking some hair behind my ear. I nodded yawning. It was late afternoon and I was exhausted. All this confessing, messing around, thinking and crying had me in exhaustion.

“you wanna take a nap?” harry asked. I buried my head in the crook of his neck wrapping my arms around his necked and hummed a soft yes. His chest rumbled as he laughed at my child like actions.

“ok” he slowly slipped his arms under my legs and stood. I herd him open the door leading out of the room we were in. I foucused on his breathing and steady heart beat as he made his way to my room and did my best to match mine to his.

After a minute he layed me in the soft duvet and placed a kiss on my forehead.

“night dessy” he smiled. I reached out grabbing his wrist as he turned to leave.

“I don’t like being alone….please stay” I asked like a child. So far for the past few weeks harry had slep with me. I didn’t like being alone and I felt super safe in his arms.

“ok love” he said chuckling. He pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his pants and shoes leaving him in his boxers. The bed dipped as he crawled in under the duvet pulling me into his chest. I took a deep breath inhailing his minty sent and traced his butterfly tattoo on his chest while resting my head on the crook of his neck.

His chest vibrated as he giggled.

“you like my tattoos?” he said with amusement resting his chin on the top of my head. I nodded to tired to answer and snuggled into him. His hand found mine and he locked our fingers together and placed a kiss on my forehead before returning to his postion.

“good night des.”

“good night harry”

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