My Human Mate novel Chapter 51

His face was emotionless, jaw set and teeth grinding against one another. His eyes started glowing, turning bright red again and he nudged me back slightly so he could see me properly.

Now, he was standing at full height, towering over my smaller frame looking intimidating and dangerous. Although I knew he wouldn't hurt me, a powerful male like Michael was making me a bit uneasy.

"It was that bastard who did it? He didn't deserve to fucking live before but now, now his just a disgrace to the fucking world. A waste of fucking space he is." He spoke through gritted teeth.

A hand softly brushed over the bruise, his touch gentle and soft making me relax instantly. "I'm going to kill him," Michael said, his rough voice a complete contrast comparing to the smooth touch. "His not going to see another day."

"No," I whimpered quietly. "Don't kill him, just stay here. Please?" I attached myself around his torso and his arms instantly wrapped around my waist in a protective way.

"I'm still angry at you." He said with a sigh after a moment's silence.

"I know," I whispered into his chest, my voice being muffled slightly.

"You have to tell me these things." He stated again.

"I will," I said absent mindly, agreeing with him so he wouldn't get angry and go on a killing rampage until he found Richard.

"What did he say?" he questioned hesitantly. Anyone could tell he was waiting for my answer, anticipating weather I'm going to back away scared or stay in the comfort in his arms.

"He said that you're the one who attacked him." I said quietly, looking up and into his beautiful brown eyes. "He's the one who was on the news. He was sent to a therapist for believing in werewolves and had 4 major operations to save his life." I told him. He sucked in a sharp breath but his arms tightened on my waist.

The action was to prevent me from running away but I wasn't planning on it. I would hear him out but I was done running scared from him.

He didn't say anything, so I led us up to the wall to lean against while we discussed the situation.

Once we were sitting and staring out onto the ocean, I asked him the question burning on my mind and invading every thinking spot available that my brain had to offer.

"Is it true?" I asked, almost scared to hear the answer.

"His a hunter. He had it coming." His tone was emotionless and when I looked up at him his face was the same. "His lucky he even got out of there alive."

I stared at him wide eyed. Even though he didn't say the words exactly, he admitted that he did it. My brain was running with so many thoughts I didn't know where to even being.

"Hunter?" I questioned weekly.

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Really?" He questioned, but his lips didn't move a millimetre.

I opened my mouth in shock, not believing what just happened. "How?" I questioned.

"Mind link," he stated once again not using opening his mouth. "Once marked it's another benefit that comes from it."

"Shut up," I yelled and threw my hands over my ears.

What the hell. This is ridiculous! I thought to myself.

"Ridiculous good or ridiculous bad?" Michael questioned with a smirk. Once again his mouth didn't move and with my hands covering my ears I was starting to believe this wasn't a joke.

"How did you," I questioned, trailing off not knowing what to say.

"You have to learn how to block your mind off or else I can read some of your thoughts." He said, this time opening his mouth to say it.

"And how do you propose I do that?" I questioned. As cool as this was, I honestly didn't want Michael reading my thoughts every time we were together. That is the definition of embarrassing.