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."

whispered angrily at my

your mate

the possibility of me

He is our mate.

was stronger

like

face in the sheets

I don't do it

wolf's voice faded away at the

mind was clear and I could no longer

because she usually vanishes away after a few seconds

angrily as I

my wolf isn't be there when

her

was my fault not

fault for getting

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

wet with tears, my

Bang.

bed in fright when the bedroom door opened with much unnecessary

sound causing

when I saw the man of my thoughts- Xerxes

frame almost

stance strong and

he had ran for miles

and he was barely contenting

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

swallowed the bile the rose to my throat at the sight of him looking like he

desperate attempt to console myself as I held my breath when he slowly

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

Me.

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

look he gave me was challenging, a challenge I would never win nor like

place until he stopped walking, he

his right leg to bring my legs apart

to

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

lips were set in a thin line and my eyes cast

between my parted legs and I couldn't help but feel kind of tingly despite of feeling

at his black shoes and the white rug that

expression but I could feel his

he would say

long, I don't know and the

along stretched silence between us and when I couldn't

want to go

was a mere whisper but I knew he heard it loud and clear because his whole stance grew stiff than he already

He breathed out roughly.

couldn't master up the courage to raise my head

fingers nervously waiting for

He growled lowly, his voice

his command, I swallowed my fear but

have the courage

my chin, harshly lifting my head

"I said.Look.At.Me"

the words