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

maybe your mate but

the possibility of

He is our mate.

was stronger

like

my face in the

I don't do

the end

could no longer hear her voice or feel

longest my wolf had ever talked to me because she usually

angrily as I was once

be there

can't blame her for our

my fault not

my fault for getting abducted and not

My fault.

"I wanna go home."

with tears, my heart aching and I was mentally

Bang.

when the bedroom door opened with much unnecessary

heard a crack sound causing my heart to beat

my stomach when I saw the man of my thoughts- Xerxes standing and looking

whole frame almost

strong

he had ran for miles but I know

he was barely contenting

claws out which he dug them into his thighs, showing

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

the sheets in a desperate attempt to console myself as I

slow, predator like as if he had just found

Me.

bed and away from him but one look from him made me stiff and glued

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

place until he stopped walking, he

my legs apart that was glued

to what he

provoke him further and make

eyes cast downward not meeting his cold and rage

I couldn't help but feel kind

eyes cast downward, looking at his black shoes

I could feel his anger rolling off of

say something but

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

I couldn't stand it

to go

a mere whisper but I knew he heard it loud and clear because his whole stance

He breathed out roughly.

up the courage to

waiting

growled lowly, his voice

but I still couldn't look

have the courage

chin, harshly lifting my head to look

"I said.Look.At.Me"

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