The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Sophie POV.

I walk away from the scene that anybody else would be like aww, that's so cute. But not me. That used to be me and my father before mom died. I know not everyone had the upbringing I did, but it is still raw, and I can't blame anyone for acting as they would. I don't expect people to stop doing what they usually do.

If I didn't end up in the hospital after an epic beating, that scene wouldn't have bothered me. I think it has affected me so much because it is still fresh and I hate to admit it, but I am overly sensitive at the moment.

I sigh as I keep walking deep into the forest that surrounds the compound. I hear a yowl and stop as I look around slowly and see the Patger as she watches me from beside a tree trunk on my right.

Ok, Rebel said she is a big softy. No sudden movements. I just watch her as she steps closer to me. My hands are shaking and I think I'm going to wet myself. When she does something, I never thought she would. She chuffs.

She walks closer to me and yowls before chuffing again. Ok what do I do? I lift my hand slowly and try to chuff back. I've seen that on TV. Well, that was fucking TV. Those big cats would have been trained. This is a wild hybrid. There is no denying it though she is beautiful.

I look into her brilliant bright green eyes and I see pain in them. I chuff louder as she saunters closer and places her head under my hand and I chuckle nervously as she circles me, rubbing her sleek body against my legs.

"You are beautiful. I see your pain, too." I say to her and she licks my hand, and it is rough, but it tickles. I don't know why I do what I do next, but it feels right to do. I move to my knees and she lays down facing me. Her tail flicks as she watches me.noveldrama

Would it sound crazy to talk to her? I know animals show more empathy than humans. They are more in tune with nature than humans are. That is a given fact. If they don't like someone, they eat them. Quite simple, really.

"So, your Mystique then? The Patger. Well, I'm Sophie. It is nice to meet you, Mystique." This is awkward. She belly crawls closer and rests her head on my lap and I chuckle as I lift and sit on my bottom. I stroke her head gently and she chuffs again.

“You see, I can sense your pain. You too have been hurt, am I right?” I ask when she lifts her head and looks into my soul with those beautiful green eyes. I smile sadly at her. No person or animal should be hurt like we have been.

"My father and brother did this to me. They have been doing this to me since I was a little girl. They blamed me for my mom dying. I blamed myself too." I keep stroking her and I feel calm being with her.

"You see, she died in a car crash. We had been out of state at one of my dance competitions and it had been raining. Mom lost control of the car and we crashed. She didn't make it, but I did. Well, not completely. I think part of me died that day, too." I say, fighting the tears that threaten to spill.

"I know at one point my father and brother loved me, but when my mom died, that turned quickly to hate. I know they were venting their anger and frustration. But I just took the beatings, hoping that they would stop. But it only made it worse." I say to her as I look away and wipe my face.

"They wanted to allow bad men to hurt me. So I did what I could do to survive. I hurt one of those bad men and ran away. But my father and brother kept finding me. The most recent is why I am here. They have sold me to someone like I am a piece of furniture. I know Harry and his family, well your family, will do everything they can to help me. It is going to take time for me to get used to others helping me." I say when she yowls again and bumps me gently with her head and I chuckle as I kiss her black and orange glossy head.

"We are both similar girl, we have both been hurt you are just further ahead in your healing than I am. I know seeing certain things is going to make me upset, but I just need to get over it. I can't expect everyone to not show affection because it may upset me. Affection is normal, isn't it?" I say and she licks my cheek and I chuckle again.

"Thank you Mystique, I needed that. I suppose I better head back before Harry blows a gasket or something." I say when Mystique yawns her mouth wide and sharp canines on full display, her rough tongue hanging from her mouth. I chuckle when she climbs off me and stretches in the way all cats do. I stand and dust myself off.

"Well, I will see you around Mystique. Thanks for listening to me. You are a good girl." I say, giving her a scratch under her chin. She nudges me with her head and I chuckle as I walk back the way I came. But I'm not alone. Mystique walks beside me, close enough that I can feel the way her muscles move next to my leg.

We leave the forest and walk side by side to see the others looking for me. They stop when they see me walking with Mystique. I stroke her head and lean down to kiss her head.

"Go on, go and see your family." I say to her and she chuffs and I chuff back before she stalks off towards Harmony and her family.

Harry runs to me and checks me over.

"Are you ok? She didn't hurt you, did she?" he is frantic and I shake my head.

"No, she is a total sweetheart. She let me talk to her and then she lay on me and offered me comfort." I know that sounds crazy, but Harry just smiles at me.

"Yeah, she is like that. Especially when she knows someone is hurting. Did you know they say that animals are more in tune with emotions than humans? That they are highly intelligent creatures and can sense pain?" I smile at him because that is what I thought. I chuckle.

"You and me are too alike." I say to him and he kisses my lips.

"Why did you walk away?" He asks and I sigh, knowing I am going to have to explain it without him feeling guilty.

"It's nothing, really. I just have to get used to seeing things, that's all. Don't worry about it, ok. I will get there." I say to him as I cup his cheek and he leans into my touch.

"Ok, mom said she was talking to you before and she was taking you somewhere. She didn't tell me where." He says, and I smile at him. Well, I forgot about that.

"Yeah, she said I need to find my own sense of normal." Whatever that means.