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

your mate but

sniffled wondering about the possibility of me not his

He is our mate.

voice was stronger than

like

hid my face in the

know, I don't do

at the

clear and I could no

talked to me because she usually vanishes away after

angrily as I was once again left

my wolf isn't be there when

blame her for our

my

my fault for getting

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

to myself, my eyes wet with tears, my heart aching and I was

Bang.

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

crack sound causing my heart to beat

stomach when I saw the man of my thoughts- Xerxes

frame almost covering the

stance strong

ragged as if he had ran

was angry and he was barely

to golden, his 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

as I held my breath when he

if he had just found his

Me.

closer towards me, I made a slight movement to get up from the bed

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

glued to my place until he stopped walking, he stood

leg to bring my legs apart that was

obliging to

in this situation was not to provoke him further and make him more angry

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

but feel kind of tingly despite of feeling

cast downward, looking at his black shoes and the white

I could feel

thought he would say something but he

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

along stretched silence between us and when I couldn't stand it anymore I broke

want to go

knew he heard it loud and clear

He breathed out roughly.

courage to raise my

fingers nervously waiting

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

my fear but I still couldn't

have

and gripped my chin, harshly lifting

"I said.Look.At.Me"

the