WHEN IT COMES TO THIS
He had issues more than Rolling Stone, Cosmo, and People rolled into one and that was precisely why he was driving around in the middle of the cold dark night looking for his sick wife.
He prayed she had found a way to call someone to take her home. He checked with Jared and even Misha but neither had heard a word from her. He didn't dare tell them why he couldn't find her.
He pulled the car over and stood in the cold night air and tried to catch her scent.
There barely but there and he ran into the woods until he stumbled into the city park. There he found her crying on a bench, nearly hyperventilating. Her heels were long gone her dress ripped and her hands and knees bloodied from maybe more than one fall and he felt two fucking inches tall.
What kind of dick was he really to do this to her?
"Arandi." He said softly as to not scare her but she flinched as if she expected him to hit her and his gut ached for having put that fear in her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She stammered trying to stand.
"No Arandi I'm the one who is sorry, I'm a major fucking dick and I'm going to take you home now ok?"
Her only answer was to cry harder trembling uncontrollably from the cold and probably fear he lifted her into his arms to carry her back to the car.
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He had helped her get cleaned up and she sat trembling by the fire place of their home. She hadn't spoken another word and he didn't press it leaving her alone for now just wanting to get her warm and let her rest.
He made her drink some warm soup and gave her some ibuprofen getting her into some warm soft pajamas holding her close she finally stopped trembling and slept.
He stayed beside her keeping her warm and letting the guilt eat him alive.
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Arandi woke surrounded by heat and she knew that she was in Jensen's arms part of her glad, part of her terrified.
Why had he come back for her? She had been more than sure he was going to leave her for real just like he had left her at the restaurant.
Yet here he was holding her like nothing had happened at all and she wondered if he knew just how confused that made her.
She didn't want to walk on egg shells for the rest of her life, she wanted to be able to say hello to old male acquaintances without his possessiveness taking over.
Didn't he know she wanted no other man in that way and never ever would? Being marked by him was a bonding that could not even be broken by death. Didn't he get that?
Didn't he see that she had fallen in love with him and only sat back hoping against hope that someday he would fall in love with her also.
She sighed deeply it wasn't going to happen, all she was to him was a possession that he didn't trust.
She cried softly until sleep finally took over again.
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Arandi stared out the window watching as Jensen left for work. Marie was in the house cleaning keeping an eye on her but still three days after Jensen had gone complete barbarian on her, she didn't know what to do.
It was pretty clear that Jensen's possessiveness was going to be hard to live with but she had no choice. Jensen as her mate sealed her fate because she could barely be away from him without feeling as if she was suffocating.
He had barely left her side in the last three days looking worn and worried and guilty as all hell because he knew her condition was his fault.
He had made sure her favorite meals were made, had made some himself even. He had spoken to her softly and had attempted a verbal apology a dozen times but it was very obvious he was not used to being in the wrong.
She had finally told him to give it up if he didn't mean it.
He had only sighed heavily and left her alone.
She still felt sick but she sat with her laptop to work on another chapter of one of her books that always helped her clear her mind. Let her emotions come out in the two brothers that she wrote as inseparable and ever watchful of one another, so close they would die for one another even go to hell for one another.
That was the love she wanted but would never have.
She heard the doorbell but let Marie get it.
Minutes later Marie was at her door telling her she had company.
Arandi's heart beat out of her chest when she saw her male company and fuck Jensen was going to kill her.
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Jensen worked half a day intent on going home getting some take out and relaxing with his beautiful wife. He still felt he had so much to make up for.
Trying to apologize had been like trying to swallow shards of glass because the alpha part of him saw it all as her fault but the part of him that cared about her knew he'd gone way too far.
She had male friends just like he had female friends but it was just too easy to imagine what her male friends really wanted. He found it hard to believe that any male wouldn't want Arandi physically.
She had barely spoken to him only to answer him when he asked a question and to tell he him that he didn't have to apologize if he didn't mean it.
The spark of the woman he had mated and married wasn't there and fuck he hoped he hadn't killed that part of her.
He tried to think of things to make her happy come alive again because he needed her wanted to make love to her but the day in the trees was probably very much alive in her thoughts and she was probably still feeling it.
He sighed as he finished up what needed to be done and he left his office picked up some flowers and headed home.
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He growled a deep eerie growl as he stepped into his home, the heavy scent of another alpha male filling his senses.
Instantly jealous blinding rage took over, he knew he had gone too far but this, this was no way to get back at him.
Whoever dared come into his house while he was gone was going to feel his wrath. All alphas knew better.
He pulled off his jacket and tossed it aside just as Arandi stepped into the room.
"Jensen!" She said as if in surprise and he saw her begin to smile but he was on her had her pinned to the wall by her throat off her feet.
"Where is he?" He growled.
Arandi choked trying helplessly to pull in air and fight him.
Jensen barely felt anything but the rage that owned him completely at the moment.
No one did him wrong, not his wife, she was his and only his.
Her broken plea registered in the haze in his mind and he pulled back from her but it was too late, she crumpled to the floor unmoving.
TBC
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