Shiela’s POV
I left the feast hall and walked down the hallway, I couldn’t help but admire the art work and designs of the Walls.
Reaching his room door, I stopped to admire the golden frame. I knocked gently like I don’t want to stain the door and a deep voice responded and I fiddled as I entered. My eyes track through the delineation and art work in his room.
His room was decorated with black and golden tiles, the curtains of his room are of golden colour. His room is painted black with delineations of lycans on his wall as golden colour.
There’s a symbol standing at on side of the room, it’s a werewolf looking up to the red full moon with the werewolf holding a brand.
The werewolf is of black color and red eyes, the brand it was holding is of golden colour with god of war inscribed on it with black colour.
His bed frame is of gold colour while his bedsheet is black. The pillows and duvet are of gold colour with werewolf draw with black colour.
His dressing table is wow. Indeed me been a girl, I do not have half of the effects on his dressing table in my old pack.
Not that we are not rich enough, of course we are but I do not like too much of cream on this body or hair of mine. Indeed make- up, I just do not like it.
Taking my mind back to the purpose I came then, my eyes search till it landed on him.
He was standing in the middle of the room, backing me. He’s altitudinous and intimidating.
He dressed in a slate shirt and black jeans, that enhanced his tone body. My regard trail up to his face.
Dear goddess, how is it possible for someone to be as handsome as this?
His impertinence bone were chiseled, his lips were Pink and his eyes. Oh his eyes where of black balls and veritably violent.
” Mate, our mate!” My wolf sang joyfully. I was shocked and happy, am going to have a lif again. I allowed and also look up to his eyes.
His eyes and expression change to the one of disappointment, unbelief, nausea and abomination.
” Of all people, it had to be you. There’s no we.” He raised his voice angrily. I stared at him with shock. How can he say that? We have literally been waiting to meet eachother.
” But why? You’re my mate and other half. I said trying to move closer to him. rather he looked at me with a stern icy and cold wave.
I set when I saw his eye glowing red with fire glowing in his hand. He’s the god of fire.
He walked sluggishly towards me like a huntsman and I backed down until my reverse hit the wall.
” You aren’t my mate , I would rather die than having you as my other half. You’re a disgrace to werewolves sheathe and there is no way I would make you the Luna of this pack, No no. Hell no” He said hold my face in his hand.
” Look at you, you nausea me. So weak, you could not indeed defend your own pack. Talk more of this pack ” That judgment brought gashes in my eyes. How dare him! It wasn’t even my fault !
I kept closing my eyes so he wouldn’t see it glow, because he allowed I was weak which made him detest me. So there is no need to see the real me.
” From moment, you do not come near me, do not look me in the eye and noway use my name to call me. This veritably room, do not you toes in it! ” He cried out with wrathfulness.
The water bottle that was formerly boiling due to his wrathfulness fractured. He really needs to cool down before further break.
” I Ashley Tusa rejected you as my other half and mate. ” He said with venom.
White hot shaft of pain shoot through my heart, piercing it into two. Gashes fell from my eyes as I came weak.
He stormed out of his room slamming the door hard that I felt it cracked.
I stood there trying to get relieve of the weakness that went through me.
I gutted my eyes and lifted my head grandly, Hardening my features so u will not break down again.
Just like the way pater tutored me, I walked out of the room.
Walking downward , I met Lincoln and he looks concern. I shake my head telling him am fine.
But being the caring Lincoln I already know, he pulled me in a warm and comforting clinch.
Telling me how strong I’m and sweet words that my mate should be telling me when am broken like this.
Still, I would choose Lincoln a thousand times as my mate, If only moon goddess can let me choose the kind of mate I want.
Speaking of mate, I felt his hot regard boring holes at my reverse with covetousness.
But who cares at least he just rejected me and that gave him 0 of power on me.
” Mmm.” I heard.
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To Be Continued