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 my

your mate but

sniffled wondering about the possibility of

He is our mate.

was stronger than

like

I hid my face in the sheets successfully

I don't do

away at the end and then it was

no longer hear her voice or feel her

the longest my wolf had ever talked to me because she usually

angrily as I

isn't be there when I

blame her for

was my fault not

fault for getting abducted and

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

to myself, my eyes wet with tears, my heart aching

Bang.

when the bedroom door opened with much unnecessary

a crack sound causing my heart

of my thoughts- Xerxes standing and looking livid on

almost covering

stance strong and

he had ran for miles but

angry and he

eyes flickered from brown to golden, his claws out which he dug them into his thighs, showing just how close

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

desperate attempt to console myself as I

like as if he had

Me.

I made a slight movement to get up from the bed and away from him but one look from him made me

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

he stopped walking, he stood before

bring my legs

obliging to what

do in this situation was not to provoke

and my eyes cast downward not meeting

I couldn't help but feel kind of

had my eyes cast downward, looking at his black shoes

feel his anger rolling off of

he would say something but

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

us and when I couldn't stand it anymore I broke

to go

it loud and clear because his whole stance grew stiff

He breathed out roughly.

and couldn't master up the courage to raise my head and meet

nervously waiting

at me." He growled lowly, his voice strained and

I swallowed my fear but I

don't have the courage

chin, harshly lifting my head to

"I said.Look.At.Me"

grounded the