#Chapter 80 The Fae & The Lycan

Helen POV “Dammit, Helen!” Justin roared. This fight wasn’t ending anytime soon. He stood from his chair, throwing it across the kitchen. “Fuck! I’m sorry!” he screamed. “Dammit! I can’t fucking believe—” “Stop,” I cried. “It’s fine, Justin, please—” “IT’S NOT FINE!” I shuddered, backing away on the floor. He lifted the table easily, breaking it against the counters nearby. I flinched, knowing he would never intentionally hurt me. I felt the remainder of my wet core still pooling from between my legs. He tipped his nose in the air, eyes darting straight to my pinched thighs on the floor. He hit the ground, forcing my legs apart and I fell onto my back, panting in embarrassment. “You’re bleeding,” he groaned, eyes lit with fire. “Oh moon goddess, you’re bleeding. It was too much, too big, and I fucked you anyways.” “Don’t be mad,” I begged. “Please, Justin, I wanted it! I enjoyed it!” He sneered standing as he backed away from me. “You enjoyed it? Psh! Please!