Laura stopped midway, her worry getting ahead of her. There was no way she was going to sleeping in that room. She would have to make sure that it never happens. It was something that she had to do, and she would do it. Ok, maybe she was being overdramatic, but Marcus needed to see that he was hurting her feelings.She went back into the room, and noted that he was back out. That was just right. He had come out because she had gone. The man. She barely looked at him as she walked over to her side of the bed, grabbed her pillow and made her way out of the room.She made sure that this time, that the door pulled from the hinges. Well, it didn’t do that though. But, she knew he flinched, and that was enough for her.“What does he think he is to keep doing this all the time?” She grumbled as she made her way down. “If he is already tired of me, why can’t he just say it. Instead, he keeps giving me some stupid cold attitude like he is a kid,” she grumbled.She took the stairs, two steps a

Marcus stood at the door of his room watching Laura sleep. He bit his lips slightly as he watched her. There was an emptiness in his chest as he looked at her. He growled as he slid his fingers through his hair. He felt ashamed of his actions, and he wanted to correct them, but he hardly knew how to do that.Fine, he had been upset, but to hit Laura the way he had not once or twice had been borderline wrong. He slammed his hand on the wall in frustration. But, was it actually his fault? He couldn’t imagine anyone touching his mate, even if it were his brothers. It felt wrong on so many levels, and he hated it.“I…”Marcus turned around and his eyes met Laura’s. She was trying to sit up, and with the way her eyes went round when she noted that it was him, he knew she was sore afraid of him. This was not the type of partner he had imagined he was going to be to her. He had brought home an unwanted pregnancy, though he strongly believed that the baby was not his, but nevertheless, that