Bully And The Bullied

Jerome

Danica moved back as fast as she leaned in before their lips could touch. She frowned at Hailey, then back at the crowd. I reached them and dragged Danica out of her seat.

She looked up at me and grinned, I leaned down and smelled her mouth. I looked back at Hailey who frowned, then at James, who was now white.

"Did you drug her?" James trembled with effort not to cower before me.

"I….I..I didn't, I just took the bottle and poured the content in the glass." James answered.

I looked back at Danica who was now looking at me with drowsy eyes. She lifted her hand and caressed my cheek.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm scared if I mate with you and try to leave later on I won't be able to," A tear fell from her left eye, "if only there's a way to be your mate' without you actually marking me, you could maybe bully me into being your mate, so when I try to leave, I won't feel guilty and have an excuse."