I entered my room and headed straight to the bathroom for a shower. I felt like shit and I probably smelled like it too. I also definitely need to brush my teeth. I sighed as I turned on the water, making sure it was really warm, before stripping down out of my clothes and jumping into the shower.

I closed my eyes as the water hit my back.

After Parker and I came back from the woods, I went straight to my room ignoring him. I'm really not in the mood to deal with his bullshit and I really don't feel like arguing. I would like an explanation though on why he would treat me the way he did. I'm not some object that will be used whenever he wants. That is what his hand is for.

I picked up my shampoo and squirted some into my hand before scrubbing it into my hair. Once I rinsed it out, I put conditioner in it and used body wash. After finishing my shower, I climbed out and wrapped a towel around my body. I went back into my room to get clothes but stopped when I noticed a familiar red flower on my dresser. I furrowed my brows as I went over to it.

Another rose, identical to the one before, laid there. It was beautiful. The smell of Parker was clearly around it and I knew it was from him. But why? Picking it up, I took it and put it in the vase with the other one.

I changed into a black tank top and some sweat pants before combing my hair and putting it in a messy bun.

I exited my room and quietly went down the stairs, hoping that I wouldn't run into Parker. I tiptoed into the kitchen careful not to make a noise but stopped in my tracks when I noticed him sitting in the kitchen, his back facing me. He tensed when he sensed my presence. He didn't say anything and neither did I. I couldn't sense what he was feeling because of the bond.

I walked over to the closet and pulled out a bag of potato chips and made a move to exit the kitchen but a warm hand grabbed my wrist. I turned to Parker with a raised eyebrow, trying to ignore the tingles from his touch. Even though the bond is broken, I can still feel a little bit of shock from his touch. I don't like it, not one bit.

"What?" I asked impatiently as he stared at me. His eyes looked over me from top to bottom before settling on my chest, lust filling his eyes. I forgot that I was wearing a tank top which you could see the top of my boobs. I cursed at myself for walking around like this.

"My eyes are up here," I snapped as I yanked my wrist away from his grip. He lifted his gaze up to me and his eyes were dark.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. This wasn't what I was expecting to come out of his mouth so I was caught off guard.

"Uh, fine, I guess," I said not feeling comfortable by his intense gaze. He didn't say anything but nodded and stood up from his chair before heading out of the kitchen, leaving me alone. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I sat down in the chair he was currently occupying and started munching on my chips.

After finishing the whole bag, I checked the time on my phone to see that it was two in the morning. I was exhausted and was ready to go to sleep. I threw the empty chip bag away and headed back up the stairs.

The floor creaked under my feet as I crept through the dark hallway. The moonlight shone through the large window and was the only source of light. I slowly came to a stop at Parker's door when I heard a sound. Pressing my ear against the door I heard moaning.

My heart started pounding in my chest. It was the sound of a male moaning. I felt my breath hitch as the possibilities of what could be going on behind this door raced through my head. I continued to listen but it was only a male, no females. My cheeks started to heat up. I knew I should probably leave but I couldn't get my legs to move. The moaning got louder and I felt as if my throat was closing up. It was the most beautifulest sound I ever heard.

"Jasmine..." My name slipped from his lips and it was breathy. I felt something stir within me but I didn't know what to think of it. It was like a tight feeling in my lower area. My wolf was purring at the sounds coming from my mate and I wanted to be mad at her. I guess he does use his hand.

As the moaning continued, I closed my eyes listening. My wolf so badly wanted me to go in there but obviously I didn't want to. Finally pushing myself, I went back to my room. I climbed into my bed and attempted to fall asleep. I couldn't get the sounds that Parker made out of my head, I wondered what it would be like if I made him feel like that. Shaking that thought out of my head, I finally fell asleep.

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Breakfast was awkward.

I sat in my chair picking at my food, glancing at Parker every few seconds to see him looking at me. I was still thinking about the night before every time I looked at him.

"Is something wrong?" Parker asked from his spot across from me. I didn't look up from my food but shook my head no. He didn't say anything else. The air around us was tense and awkward. All you could hear was the sound of our silverware hitting the plates and our chewing.

The pictures Irene was putting in my head would not go away and I couldn't help the tightening feeling in my lower abdomen so I sat with my legs crossed while clenching my jaw. I know that Parker could smell the lustful scent that I was giving off no matter how hard I tried not to.

Parker stood up from his chair and walked around the table. I didn't look up from my plate but I could feel his presence behind me. I watch as two extremely large hands with long fingers caged me in. I gulped as thoughts continued to swarm in my head as his strong, alluring scent blanketed me.

I felt his warm minty hitting the side of my face. My hormones were going crazy and I didn't know how to stop them.

"What are you thinking about," he whispered lowly in my ear causing me to shiver.

"N-Nothing," I gulped as his lips lightly grazed my ear.

He chuckled darkly in response, "Sure doesn't smell like nothing." He then glided his nose down past my ear to the sensitive part behind it causing me to stifle a moan. He moved his nose down the side of my neck to my shoulder. Damn, I should've worn a T-shirt.

"S-Stop," I stuttered as he lightly pressed his lips to my shoulder. Why am I reacting like this? Another chuckle escaped from Parker and I couldn't help but feel scared on what kissing him would be like.

"Why?" He asked, his lips brushing my skin as he spoke.

"We aren't mates anymore. I rejected you, remember? Why did you even go get me?" I snapped at him as I tried ducking underneath his arms but he wrapped his strong arm around my waist to keep me from going anywhere. He growled in response but I continued squirming.

"All you want me for is to have sex with me! I'm not just a thing! I have feelings," I yelled at him as all the anger I've been building up just flowed out. "I want to be loved, not abused or taken advantage of! I've had one hell of a past and I would not like to experience it again. If you want someone to have sex with, go find someone else willing to get used by an asshole. I'm pretty sure there's plenty of them in this pack or anywhere else. I may not deserve a mate, which is why I kept pushing you away but turns out I was doing the right thing. Not for you, but for me. I don't think I deserve being treated this way!" Tears were now forming in my eyes. I don't like crying in front of people but at this point I couldn't control it. Everything was flowing and I so badly wanted to punch him or kick him in the balls. Irene whimpered at my pain.

All of the memories of my past flashed through my head. All of the pain, sorrow, mistakes, and cowardliness overwhelmed me as I shoved Parker away from me and stood up grabbing my dishes. I glanced at Parker to see that his eyes were swirling with an emotion I couldn't decipher.

He opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off.

"I may not be the smartest person in the world, but I do know that that is no way to treat a mate," I said, my voice stronger. Acting as if I wasn't just crying and then walked out of the dinning room and to the kitchen. I washed up my dishes, dried them, and placed them in the right places. I left as Parker was entering but I ignored him and went straight to my room to get my phone. I noticed that there was several texts and voicemails from Sarina and some texts from Anthony.

Anthony -2 days ago
You what?!

Anthony -2 days ago
What do you mean you rejected him?

Anthony -2 days ago
Where are you? Are you safe? What did that bastard do?!!!

Anthony -Yesterday at 3:47 A.M.
Come on, Princess. Please talk to me. I miss you a lot and I'm very worried.

Anthony -Yesterday at 5:34 P.M.
Everyone is worried about you, please text me back.

I decided to send a text to Anthony to let him know I'm okay. I then tucked it away in the pocket of my sweatpants before heading back down stairs. My feet padded down the hall and down the steps to the living room. Parker was probably in his office.

Rolling my eyes, I plopped down on the large couch. I picked up the remote and turned the TV on. I flipped through the channels and picked one that was playing a show I didn't mind. After a while, I felt my phone vibrate.

Sarina -Now
Can you come visit? You've got a lot of explaining to do.

A smile formed on my face. I would love to be able to visit them. I sent a quick response.

Me -Now
I don't see why not. I'll be there around noon probably.

I locked my phone and stood up from the couch. I went to my room and changed into something else, brushed my hair, and put the little make up I wear on. When I was done, I left a note on the counter so Parker doesn't decide to kill me. I exited my house and went into the forest.

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That's chapter twenty! Thank you for the views and all the votes and comments!

I've made a new story for the Just Write It contest. The story is called Beauty and the Werewolf and its supposed to be based on a fairytale or myth. Please check it out if you'd like. And thank God that it is almost summer break. That means more updates!

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~kira