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

sniffled wondering about the possibility of me not

He is our mate.

stronger than

like you always

face in the

I don't do

at the end and

mind was clear and I could no longer hear her voice or feel her

had ever talked to me because she usually vanishes

I

isn't be there when I need her

can't blame her for our

my fault

for getting abducted

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

tears, my heart

Bang.

when the bedroom door opened

even heard a crack sound causing my heart to beat

of my thoughts- Xerxes standing and looking livid on the door

whole frame almost covering

strong and

breath was ragged as if he had ran for miles

angry and he was barely

cold brown eyes flickered from brown to golden, his claws out which he dug

him looking like he would tear my poor

as I held my breath when he slowly started making his way towards

was slow, predator like as if he had just found his favourite

Me.

movement to get up from the bed and away from

was challenging, a challenge I would never win nor like if

stayed glued to my place until he stopped walking, he stood

to bring my legs apart that was glued

gulped obliging to what he

provoke him further and make him more angry than

set in a thin line and my eyes cast downward

couldn't help but feel

his black shoes and the white rug

see his expression but I could feel his anger rolling off

he would say something but

that for how long, I don't know and the silence only added to my discomfort

I couldn't stand it anymore I broke the

want to

a mere whisper but I knew he heard it loud and clear because

He breathed out roughly.

the courage to raise

fingers nervously waiting

lowly,

I swallowed my fear but I still couldn't look up at

don't have

my chin, harshly lifting my

"I said.Look.At.Me"

grounded the