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 my

your mate but not

the possibility of me not his

He is our mate.

stronger than it ever

like

sobbed as I hid my face in the sheets successfully drowning my

don't do

away at the end and then it

I could no longer hear her

ever talked to me because she usually vanishes

as I was once again

isn't be there when I

can't blame her

was my fault not

my fault for getting

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

tears,

Bang.

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

crack sound causing my heart to

man of my

almost covering

strong

breath was ragged as if he had ran for miles

angry and he was barely

his claws out which he dug them into his thighs, showing just how close to

looking like he would tear my poor tiny frame into pieces if I

myself as

was slow, predator like as if he

Me.

came closer towards me, I made a slight movement to get up from the bed and away from him

me was challenging, a challenge I would

glued to my place until he

right leg to bring my

obliging to

provoke him further and make him more angry than

in a thin line and my eyes cast

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

his black shoes and

see his expression but I could feel his

thought he would say something but

know and the silence only

between us and when I couldn't stand it anymore

want to go

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

He breathed out roughly.

courage to raise my head and meet

my fingers nervously waiting for him

He growled lowly, his

but I still couldn't look up

have the

gripped my chin, harshly lifting

"I said.Look.At.Me"

the