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Amara's POV:

I cried while Thomas held me close to him, my mind was in chaos. I wanted to tell him, but I was so afraid he would look at me differently. Though my parents and I never got along, I still thought that their believe me about Marcus attacking me. But they didn't, they said I was a slut, a whore and that I shouldn't be blaming Marcus for going around with strangers rolling in the sheets.

They didn't believe me and that gave Marcus power. He would sneak into my room while I slept and touch me, and whisper in detail what he would do to me when we married and mated. Things that are so hard....to remember without puking. He was a monster and I was afraid..

Thomas voice pulled me away from my thoughts "tell me Amara. Tell me your mine!" He said.

I pulled back, and looked up at him. His hazel eyes shining with determination, and love?

"I.. I want to tell you first..." I hiccuped, trying to swallow the sob. "And if you still want me... I'll answer you."

He nodded slowly, whipping my tears away. "Come, we will go somewhere private." Forgetting our food he led me back out to his car where he opened the door for me and I slid in.

He hussled around to his side and got in, starting the car and pulling away. We didn't talk. A few minutes later he pulled up to a park.

"Come." He said and got out, I followed suit. "I come here when I need space." He explained, he opened the trunk and pulled a blanket out. Then grabbed my hand and lead the way to a field. Where he laid the blanket out.

He sat down and pulled me with him, I looked anywhere but at him. My heart was beating fast.

He grabbed my face softly, making me look at him. "Amara... tell me..." he whispered, then added "please."

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I began telling him.

I told him about my parents always putting me down, telling me how worthless I am, that I wasn't wanted and I was a mistake and a disappointment. I told him that it wasn't always that way, before I moved away with them they were very loving parents. But when they didn't have the male heir they always wanted they became upset and unfortunately it was taken out on me. Any, and I mean any arguments they had no matter how petty was my fault or so they told me.

I kept my eyes closed. I began to tell him about Marcus.

"Marcus was sweet at first, seemed like the would be a great friend to me. And for a while we were. But something happened and it was like a seitche went off. He changed, and he became....possessive and jealous. He had asked and was willing to pay my parents for me to become his. But, I kept denying him..." I hiccuped.

I told him about what happened in the hall that night when he was drunk, and what my mother did and said.

"It became worse after. I never wanted him, I was waiting for my true mate... h-he...he would come into my room, and....and he would t-to-touch me...and whisper vile things..." I didn't want to tell him all the things but I decided to tell him one.

"One night he came in, he...wrapped his hand around my throat and around my mouth... he told me.." as I told him, I re-lived it.

*flashback*

While I slept, trying to forget the horrible days events. I was to lost in thought that I didn't hear, nor smell anything until a hand covered my mouth and another by throat keeping me pinned to my bed.

My eyes shot opens wide and I stared into the devils eyes. He was grinning wickedly at me.

"You look good like this Amara." He said chillingly. "I've come to pay a visit to my pet. You see you parents have decided that you will be mine." He said it so matter of fact that I shivered.

"We will have so much fun pet. I warn you that when we mate and marry if you don't obey you'll be punished." He took his hand off my throat and trailed it down my neck.

"I will chain you, naked and exposed to the wall. Gag you, and the whip you until you can no longer stand. Then, while your body is covered in your own blood I will breed you. You will have my pups, and you will learn how to please me in every. single. way." He whispered.

"And if you don't obey me, I may let my friends have you. Just to teach you a lesson.." he shrugged. "You are mine, never forget that. And remember that no matter what you do, no matter where you are I will claim what's mine." .the threat made me shiver, I could feel bile rise in my throat, and the scream.

*flashback end*

I was sobbing again by the time I finished and I was so afraid to look at his face. I turned away from him so that my back faced him. But he said nothing, did nothing. I knew, I knew he wouldn't want me after telling him! And it broke my heart all over again that I would never be loved, never get the one thing I always wanted...always dreamed about. I was tainted, and dirty... Maybe, maybe somehow I led Marcus on, even though I don't know how...

I suddenly felt arms wrap around me, and I stopped breathing for a moment.

"Baby.. you aren't at fault for any of this." He began softly, though I could hear the fury in his voice. I could practically feel it vibrating off of him. "That bastard is crazy! You are not his, you never were meant to be. And as for your parents, they are just as crazy. I'm so...so sorry you ever had to deal with that, with their abuse.." he pulled me closer to his chest.

"I wish I could have been there to protect you, to fight for you." He choked out. "But you are mine, and I am yours. I will always be here for you, to love you and protect you. I will never do anything to intentionally hurt you.. So again, tell me. Tell me that you'll be mine."

I listened closely to all that he said and my heart melted. He wanted me, he wanted me! He....he said love? My mind raced.

Thomas turned me so that I was facing him, and sitting on his lap. "Baby?"

I looked at his face and threw my arms around him, nodding my head "I'm yours Thomas. I always have been!"

His arms wrapped around me tightly, his face nuzzling my neck.

I was the definition of joy at this moment, but then I shivered. Now realizing that it was cold. Thomas felt and picked me up bridal style.

"Lets get home." He smiled at me, and I beamed back at him.

It was the perfect date. And the best night. I couldn't ask for better or more...