Chapter 15 From Leo’s Eyes
Leo''s POV
When I came back upstairs after cleaning up the spaghetti I expected more angry res and spiteful
Shey in a little ball on the bed, her eyes red and puffy and her cheeks tear-stained.
I sighed and sat next to her before brushing the loose strands of hair off her face.
She''s the most beautiful girl I''ve ever seen. Her cheekbones are so perfectly defined, her lips soft and
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plump and her nose so small and symmetrical. Her eyshes are ck and long, the stark contrast of
her short blonde hair and her white skin, pure and innocent. She is tiny too, barely even 5 ft 3, but her
body curves like it was sculpted by the Gods.
She is perfect and all I want to do is cherish her, protect her, love her.
But she won''t let me. Why won''t you let me? Why aren''t you like every other man''s mate?
And I try to have patience with her. But she''s so young and immature and the way she resists me and
pushes me away, frustrates me in a way I never thought I''d have to feel from my mate.
I just wish she could understand why I have to do what I do. Why I can''t let her out alone and why I had
to mark her. She thinks I''m her enemy and until she sees I''m on her side, she''ll continue to hate me.
Perhaps it''s because I''m too sharp with her or too rough or toomanding. But she''s far too stubborn
and strong-willed for me to be lenient with her. She''d take advantage and her safety would be
but I''d rather see her like this than see her dead.
And that''s why I had to mark her.
I brought my lips down and kissed her cheek. She didn''t stir.
She was still in her jeans so I gently rolled her over, unzipped them and slipped them off. I couldn''t help
but admire her body as I unbuttoned her shirt too. I ran one finger along her hip before dragging my
eyes away and slipping one of my t-shirts over her head before tucking the sheets around her and
leaving her to sleep in peace.