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

maybe your mate

about the possibility of me not his

He is our mate.

wolf's voice was stronger

go away.Disappear like

sobbed as I hid my face in the sheets successfully

don't do it

away at the

clear and I could no longer hear her voice or feel her

the longest my wolf had ever talked to me because she usually vanishes away after a few seconds of making her presence

cried angrily as I was once again left

there when I need

can't blame her

was my fault

fault for getting

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

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

Bang.

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

even heard a crack sound causing my

when I saw the man of my thoughts- Xerxes standing

frame almost

stance strong

ragged as if he had ran for miles but I

was angry and he was barely contenting

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

throat at the sight of him looking like he would tear my poor tiny frame into pieces

myself as I held my breath when he slowly started

was slow, predator like as if he

Me.

slight movement to get up from the bed

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

place until he stopped walking,

used his right leg to bring my legs apart that

gulped obliging to what

was not to provoke

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

I couldn't help but feel kind of tingly despite of feeling

downward, looking at his black shoes and the

see his expression but I could feel his anger rolling off

would say something but

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

stretched silence between us and when I

want to

whisper but I knew he heard it loud and clear because

He breathed out roughly.

the courage to raise my head and

my fingers nervously waiting for him

lowly, his voice

I swallowed my fear but I still

have

chin, harshly lifting my head to look at

"I said.Look.At.Me"

the