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

the possibility of me

He is our mate.

stronger than it

like

hid my face in the sheets successfully drowning

know, I don't

wolf's voice faded away at the

could no longer hear her voice or feel her

my wolf had ever talked to me because she usually vanishes

angrily as I

be there when I

her for

my

my fault for

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

with tears, my heart aching and

Bang.

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

a crack sound causing my

dropped to my stomach when I saw the man of my thoughts- Xerxes

almost

strong and

he had ran for miles but I

angry and he was

which he dug them into his thighs,

him looking like he would tear my poor

as I held

was slow, predator like as if

Me.

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

he gave me was challenging, a challenge I would never win

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

to bring my legs apart that

to what

was not to provoke him further and make him more

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

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

at his black shoes

feel his anger rolling off

would say something but he

and the

and when I couldn't stand it

to go

whisper but I knew he heard it loud and clear because his

He breathed out roughly.

up the courage to raise

waiting for him

lowly, his voice strained and

I swallowed my fear but I still couldn't look

don't have the

chin,

"I said.Look.At.Me"

the words

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