Dangerous Invincible

Anger, frustration and hatred.

I never thought I would ever feel these strong emotions towards someone but I felt it.

I feel it, towards him.

These were the emotions that was swirling inside of me as I shut the bedroom room closed.

Tears of frustration and helplessness pooled in my eyes.

This is not how I thought my mate would be.

He was not how my mother had said my mate would be.

He was not.

"You're wrong, mummy"

I whispered angrily wiping the tears that escaped my eyes and trailed down the path of my round cheeks.

I sat down on the edge of the king sized bed.

My hands laying flat, feeling the smoothness and silkiness of the satin covers.

I looked down at the bed covers that was a black satin sheets and I couldn't help but relate the dark shade of the sheets with his soul.

This was not my first time in this room, in fact I've been sleeping here since the day I had arrived here, sometimes with him but most of the time alone, I took note that his room have only two shades.

Black and white.

Blank and dark.

Like his soul, perhaps.

Even though I've been sleeping in this room, I have never once felt like I belong here, never felt it like mine, instead it felt cold and too blank.

Or maybe I felt that way because he never once mentioned this room as ours but just a room.

It hurts so much, his actions, his words and his lack of emotion towards me.

I don't expect him to be good towards me but the least he could do was to be a little more civil towards me.

That's all I want from him.

The way he treats me, no one has ever treated me in such a way.

Without warning, a sob escaped passed my lips as my heart felt heavy.

I rubbed my chest trying to sooth the ache as I felt a longing ache settle there.

I miss my parents and relatives.

I laid down on the bed tiredly as I felt all my energy drown out.

"I miss you Mummy, daddy.’ I whispered staring at the plain white wall blankly.

I don't want him.

He can't be my mate.

He is your mate.

My wolf faint voice was heard at the back of my head.

"No, he is not."

angrily at

mate but not

possibility of me not his

He is our mate.

voice was stronger

like you

my face in

don't

voice faded away at the end and then it was

mind was clear and I could no longer hear her

longest my wolf had ever talked to me because she usually vanishes away after a

as I was once

wolf isn't be there when I need

blame her for

was my

my fault for getting

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

my eyes wet with tears, my heart aching

Bang.

on the bed in fright when the bedroom door opened with much unnecessary force and made

even heard a crack sound

stomach when I saw the man of my thoughts- Xerxes standing and

frame almost

strong and

ragged as if he had ran for miles but I know

was angry and he

claws out which he dug them into his thighs, showing just how close to

swallowed the bile the rose to my throat at the sight of him looking like he would tear my poor tiny frame into pieces if I made one wrong

to console myself as I held my breath

slow, predator like as if he had just found his

Me.

he came closer towards me, I made a slight movement to get up from the bed and away from him but one look from him made me stiff and glued to

look he gave me was challenging, a challenge I would never win nor

glued to my place until he

bring my legs apart

to what he

to provoke him further and make

my eyes cast downward not meeting his cold and

legs and I couldn't help but feel kind of tingly despite of feeling

his black shoes and the white rug

feel his anger rolling off of him

thought he would say something

don't know and the silence only added to my discomfort and made me feel

us and when I couldn't stand it

want to go

whisper but I knew he heard it loud and clear because his whole stance grew stiff

He breathed out roughly.

master up the courage to raise my head and

waiting for

at me." He growled lowly,

swallowed my fear but I still

don't have the

gripped my chin, harshly lifting my head to look

"I said.Look.At.Me"

the words