Michaels POV
This felt like a weird crazy dream, like a big hilarious joke, and I ain’t finding it funny anymore.
This must be some kind of prank. She must be making this up so she can push me away and run off with that dickhead. I just can’t believe that fate had led me back to her.
How on earth is this possible??
I rejected her that day, didn’t I???
Dad had forced me to say the words and he forced her to accept my rejection too. So how did we end up being mates twenty years after we broke our bond??
Fuck!!
This is so messed up. I don’t even know if I should be happy or sad right now. Don’t get me wrong, am glad that I’ve found my mate and am happy that her life didn’t turn out too badly after I rejected her.
But how on earth do I tell her that am the prince who rejected her when she was just five years old??
Worse still, how would she feel when she finds out that my father is the king that killed her father and ruin her life???
She would never forgive me for abandoning her. She would never accept me as her mate.
This is supposed to be the best day of my life. I was supposed to try and convince her to accept me but now I can’t even bear to look into her eyes without feeling guilty for letting her down when she really needed me.
I dragged my hand through my hair as I paced the room in frustration. Now I know that it is fate that brought me here. It was always meant to be. Arabella Wellington is my one true mate and am going to do everything I can to make sure that she never gets hurt ever again.
I don’t mind giving up the throne just to be with her. Not even the Lycan king can separate us anymore.
I can’t believe that she’s the same Arabella that I left crying in the battle ground twenty years ago. How did she get to be so rich?? How did she even escape from her pack???
Gosh!!
There’s so much I want to ask her. I want to know everything, I mean everything there is to know about her.
She doesn’t know that am a lycan and I plan to leave it that way. Her wolf is weak, that’s why she can’t sense my powerful Aura all this while.
She thinks am only an Alpha. I’ll keep it that way until I’ve fully gained her trust, then I’ll let her meet Falcon and hopefully, I’ll get to meet her wolf too.
She can’t recognize me at all. She was only five years old when our paths crossed. She can’t recognize me but I bet you that her mom would recognize me in a heartbeat. She was there also and she saw me reject her daughter.
Would her mom expose my secret to her??
This is all too overwhelming!!!
Would I be able to keep up with this lie??
I watched her with hooded eyes as she sniffle and wipe away the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.
Her short gown had ridden up a little and her thighs are on full display. I eye them hungrily but I had to peel my eyes away from them so I don’t look like a pervert. I need to hear her story and I also want to gain her trust first.
Later on, I mean after she must have opened up to me completely, I can then work on getting her on my bed. Trust me, it’s gonna be a very easy job because I know she can’t resist me. She’s mine, remember??
At that moment she raised her tear streaked face and stared at me with a sad smile on her face,
“Don’t feel guilty Alpha, you’re not the first to reject me, just say the words and I’ll accept your rejection.” she said nonchalantly, sounding like it’s not a big deal to be rejected by one’s mate.
I couldn’t help widening my eyes in shock as I listened to her words. Could it be that she still remembers the rejection from twenty years ago??
Or is she referring to another one??
If I get to find out that another wolf had put her through so much pain before, I’ll kill the motherfucker!!
“I’ll make sure he pays for hurting her.” I swear it.
I walked back to the couch and sat down next to her. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. I could tell that a small part of her doesn’t want to be rejected again. She is waiting for me to say the words, at the same time, she’s also dreading to hear me say them.
I pulled her into my arms and I pushed her blonde hair back and pecked her forehead before speaking up to her saying,
“Am never letting you go Arabella. Your Mine!!!” I muttered calmly.
“W… w… what the hell are you talking about??” she stuttered out in shock as she struggled to move away from me.
“Do not even think about it,” I warned her angrily as I tightened my hold on her and pulled her back into my arms.
“What are you saying?? The king would label you a traitor if you go ahead and mate with me. You’ll be executed and your family would lose everything, they’ll be treated as outcasts. Please Alpha Michael, You have to reject me, please. They’ll kill me if they find me. You can’t take me back there, please Mikky, am begging you to please reject me. I know you’re just trying to be nice to me but you really don’t have to. I can take it, I promise. I survived rejection before, this ain’t the first time. I would be fine on my own, and you won’t get in trouble. Please you just have to….
“Shut the fuck up Arabella!!!” I shrieked in anger as I pulled her back to make her look into my eyes.
“What did they do to you to make you feel this way?? You sound so scared, so Broken… What happened to you cupcakes, who did this to you, who made you this way??” I asked calmly as I wiped away the tears that is now flowing freely down her cheeks.
I pulled her into my arms and hugged her tightly, letting her cry to her heart’s content as I rubbed circles on her back and whispered comforting words to her.
After some minutes, her cries were reduced to an occasional sniffles and hiccups. I still held her in my arms and she didn’t try to leave anymore.
“Wanna talk about it??” I asked her after her cries finally died down.
“Not really.” she responded.
“Look cupcakes, I want you to know that I ain’t going anywhere. I don’t know what you’ve been through in the past that made you so tough and broken, but I’d love to share your pains with you. I want you to open up to me and tell me everything about yourself.
Can you trust me with your deepest secrets??” I asked her calmly and she raised up her head to look at me with those sad eyes and she nodded slowly, telling me that she would trust me with her secrets. I smiled and pulled her into my arms.
“So tell me cupcakes, how did you get here and how did you get to be so rich??” I asked her.
I know it’s too early to be trying to get her to open up to me but I just can’t help it. I have to know if she had anyone backing her up.
it would hurt me so much if I get to find out that it was that punk that made her so rich and so damn classy. I wouldn’t mind paying him off just to have her all to myself.
Besides, there’s also a probability that she may have had dealings with the rogues at one time or the other. I just want to know everything about her.
She raised her head and glanced at my face for a brief second before placing her face back on my chest.
I think shes having an internal battle with herself or maybe shes contemplating if she could trust me with her secrets. I didn’t push her any further, I just relaxed and enjoyed the comfort of having her in my arms.
She took a few minutes, then she began…