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."

whispered angrily at

maybe your mate but not

about the possibility of me

He is our mate.

was stronger than

like you always

hid my face in the

I don't

at the end and

clear and I could no longer hear

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

I was once again

there when I need

I can't blame her for our

my fault

my fault for getting abducted and

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

tears, my heart aching and I was

Bang.

the bed in fright when the bedroom door opened with much

even heard a crack sound

to my stomach when I saw the man of my thoughts- Xerxes standing and looking livid on the door

whole frame almost

stance strong

ragged as if he had ran for miles but

he

his claws out which he dug them into his

to my throat at the sight of him looking like he would tear my poor tiny

to console myself as I held my breath

walk was slow, predator like as if he had just

Me.

I made a slight movement to get up from the bed

I would never win nor like if

glued to my place until he stopped walking, he stood before me, standing

to bring my legs apart that was glued

to what

this situation was not to provoke him further and make him

a thin line and my eyes cast downward not meeting his cold and

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

looking at his black shoes and the white rug that

I could feel his anger rolling off

thought he would say

that for how long, I don't know and the

I couldn't stand it anymore I broke the

want to

I knew he heard it loud and

He breathed out roughly.

the courage to raise my

waiting for him to

lowly,

his command, I swallowed my fear but I still

don't have the

my chin,

"I said.Look.At.Me"

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