Mia’s POV
My eyes burnt with resentment and jealousy as I scowled at the wolf who has her hands all over my mate. Miller is mine and my mate. Even my wolf was growling in outrage. I can hear her growl in my head.
I was angry, and I’m able to feel my paw trying to disclose themselves from my fingers, wanting to scratch and assassinate that bitch that was endeavoring with my mate. My mate can sense my killing intent as he sneered.
Soon, I was unable to hold back again, as I growl loudly attracting the people of the pack. Amira was also present.
“Get away from him and remove your filthy and nasty hands away from what is mine.”
My wolf growls as she takes custody. I hear gasps from the crowd.
The bitch smirked and said, “Last time I checked, he is single, and he is unmated lycanthropy.”
Then I lost my composure. I launched at her, tossing her away from my mate. I started another attack again, not giving her any chance to put on a fight. I whacked her hard on her gut and she groaned in discomfort. I grabbed her up again and banged her body hard into the wall. I can hear her shattered bones crack as she murmurs in pain. I moved forward to grab her up again.
“If you dare go near what is mine again, I promise you an unbearable and awful death. Do you understand me?” she nodded. She can only nod since she was suffering from pain.
Feeling satisfied, I drop her down on the floor. Everyone was shocked, it was normal. I have been dwelling here for months now without anyone realizing I was mated to their king. I never told Amira, my closest friend.
My anger and hatred start to subside. My mate smirked and walked toward me, his palm on my cheek, turning me to face him forcefully. He takes me back to my bedroom and placed himself well-sited on my mattress.
“Well, well, well. Who gave you the right to beat up my bitch?” he growled, threatening me.
I stood with my back fused to the door as I tried to calm my nerves. I was trembling in fear, fear of him injuring me.
“Because I am your mate,” I snarled back at him angrily.
“Oh, mate! Since when did you become my mate?” he asked calmly, yet his tone sounded revolted as if he was ashamed I was his mate.
I was eventually beginning to accept him, to trust and love him as I was supposed to, but it was obvious that he didn’t want anything to do with me. I held my clothes tightly, and I felt sharp pains stab through my heart.
“Answer me!” he roared dangerously at me. “Since when did you become my mate, Mia?”
Well, I took a moment to swallow back the lump in my throat as I silently prayed my tears stayed at bay. I shuddered in fear.
“You don’t want me?” I asked in a whisper.
He looked over at me, his eyes started traveling down my body before saying, “You’re right. I don’t want you. I don’t need a mate. I don’t need a miserable pitiful weak she-wolf. I don’t need you. You’re nothing but a bitch who needs a cock to fill up your home,” he spat, replying. “I’m only keeping you here because of my Lycan, not because I love you.”
My heart shattered. He called me a bitch. He didn’t want me, and I was bewildered. My mate insulted and hurt my feelings. He didn’t care. His words were killing me. The tears I had been holding back finally fell. I cried and my wolf howled in pain.
He glanced at me in the eyes, as they shone with anger, hatred, and revolt. He turned his back and left without saying a single word again.
I cried and cried and my wolf wailed in pain. My mate caused the pain I’m feeling right now. I should have never chosen to trust him or tried to accept him, but the mate bond keeps getting stronger.
Everything was a mistake. I already loved him and made him part of me already. He respected me, treated and cherished me before. Is everything a lie? Is he playing games with me and toying with my feelings and emotions?
No, there must be something wrong. He wasn’t like this when I was in heat, and he once told me he loved me. I rushed out of the room to meet my mate for an explanation. I sniffed the air to catch his scent. He was in his study. I hurriedly went inside his study without knocking and there he was, fucking one of his whores. I was stunned, shocked, and speechless. I was humiliated.
“What?” he snapped at me, pounding his cock in her pussy. “Did anyone ever tell you, knocking is significant? You can’t just bang into my office. As you can see, I am busy dealing with something more important. You can say whatever you have to say now or come back later when I am done.”
I started shaking. “W-Why? Why are you doing this to me? Why are you treating me like garbage?” I murmured. “I thought we’re starting to accept each other. The way you cherished and worshiped every inch of my body, you treated me like your queen. What is wrong? Did I do anything wrong?”
He retreated his dick from her pussy. “I will be right back,” he said to his bitch, Sophia, after placing a kiss on her forehead. He treated her way gently, way too different from how he was treating me.
He walked towards me and grabbed me by my cheeks tightly. “Should I imprint my earlier words into your brain? For you to know and understand, you disgust me. You’re too pathetic,” he spat. “I don’t love you. I don’t want you, and you never deserve to be my mate. Do you get it, bitch?”
“Why are you trying to force yourself on me, bitch? I never needed a mate. You’re lucky because my Lycan needs someone to help him calm and control his emotions, and that’s why you are here. If not, I would have killed you the very first day I met you without any hesitation,” he smirked. “So, be a good little wolf and do your duty as a mate to my Lycan wolf.”
I was crying out loud by that point. I was in pain, but he didn’t seem to mind as he went on.
“You made me reluctant just by seeing your face, and I don’t want anything to do with you. I feel sick to fuck your pussy. I’m feeling ashamed to introduce and claim you as my mate. You’re too weak!”
He meant every word he said. The loath was real. He despised me so much that I could feel the stabbing pains in my soul. My tears fell uncontrollably down my cheeks as he went on, insulting me in front of his whore. I couldn’t accept it. He humiliated me. Unable to control my emotions, I slapped him hard on his face.
“I never wanted someone like you as my mate either. I never wanted a jerk like you, a shameless alpha whore as my mate,” I growled back at him, my eyes filled with hatred and resentment. “I will never forgive, love, or accept you as mine.”
My wolf roared once more in agony. I turned and walked out of his office. My mate deeply wounded me. This was a day I’d never forget.