He pulled up alarmed at my instant mood change, straddling my lap.
“Vio-”
“G… get o-off of me! You- you…” I yelled at him, my voice cracking as I wiggled underneath his legs, hitting his hands with mine.
“Viol… oh…” he mumbled. “Violet,” his voice had calmed down from his former vicious tone to his usual cold tone.
“I-I’m so s-sorry. I- I didn’t mean it, I’ll be g-good. I-I promise…” I could help but stammer. I wasn’t a bad girl, I am a good girl. I shouldn’t have cussed at him, he’ll just hit me harder.
… I’m a good girl…
Derek cursed, “Violet, calm down. You’re a good girl, it’s fine- I didn’t mean it like that,”
“No, p… please…” I whispered and he got off of my hips, pulling me to him.
“Flower… shh. It’s okay, I didn’t mean it like that,” he told me, rubbing my arms delicately.
“I’m a g-good girl” I hiccuped in his arms.
“Yes, my Flower. Yes, you are,” he whispered, slowly bringing us down and laying with me crying in his arms.
Once I calmed down, I pulled away from him, but he settled me before I could get far.
“Violet, I don’t want you cutting yourself.”
I sniffled, “a-are you g-going to s-send me to Alpha C-Chris?” I feared his answer, shaking at the thought of it.
“No, my Flower, I’m not going to ever let him touch you,” his voice stern, “and you don’t call him Alpha, he’s not you Alpha.”
“Okay, I’m s-sorry… I’m sorry.”
He sighed but nodded.
“Violet, there is something I have to tell you,” I frowned waiting for what he had to say, fearing the worst. “There will most likely be a trial held against Chris for what he’s done, but we don’t necessarily have evidence. Now, what I’m saying is, you will have to…” he paused looking for the right words, “have to give a… testimony against him and tell the King what he’s done to you. Understand?”
My chest tightened and I nodded at him looking down at my hands.
“Violet, it won’t be that bad. One of the biggest pieces of evidence we have would be the scars you have,” a frown formed on my face, “and you would basically just have to show the King and his council.”
He made it sound so easy, I didn’t want to displease him so I shook my head at him.
“But Alp… C-Chris a-always said I was his mate. So, could he say you took me from him, and I would go b-back?” I asked, eyes wide.
He shook his head at me and then pointed to my mark. “That is another piece of evidence. If he was, then when I marked you, your wolf would’ve rejected it. Trust me Flower, he’s not your mate.” his eyes darkened when he spoke.
So that’s why he marked me. I couldn’t help but feel slightly hurt at his words, but I wanted to know.
“Okay…”
He nodded before letting go of me and getting off the bed. I looked at the clock to check the time only to see it wasn’t there.
‘You broke it, worthless bitch.’
“It’s about five. I’ll call Garret over, you can meet him. He’s my Gamma, I have to go finish some work, and Mallory is busy.” I nodded and he nodded back before fishing out his phone from his sweatpants pocket.
He spoke into it and I got up, walking to the closet and then the bathroom, dressing in covering clothing before walking back out to him. He just ended the call, told me he’d be here shortly, and then left to go do his work.
Soon enough, there was a rapping at my door and I opened it to be greeted by an ebony-skinned, tall, well-built man. He gave me a warm smile before holding out his hand for me to shake.
“Hello. I’m Garett. I’ve heard much about you.” he spoke, a welcoming, soft voice.
I hesitantly put my hand in his, and his smile grew wider.
“I-I’m Violet…” I told him in a small voice.
“Nice to meet you.” he released his hand, “would you like to go downstairs? Watch a movie?” he asked me.
I nodded and walked with him downstairs.
“Jeet?” he asks, to which I shake my head ‘no’ to. “Okay, I’m sure his cooks know it’s about that time, wanna watch a movie, show? Play a game?” he asks.
“W-whatever you l-like…” I mumbled looking at my hands.
“Okay, that’s cool.”
He took me out into the living room and we watched a show, we were talking about ourselves and he was very good company to be around, and somehow it seemed my willingness to talk to him came naturally. After some time, a cook came in and told us dinner was done.
We went out and ate chicken and rice, I didn’t eat that much. Then Garret had to excuse himself, but not without telling me Mallory was on his way to keep me company.
“Very nice to meet you, Violet.” he smiled, “I hope I can see you again!” I smiled back and he left.
Mallory came in shortly after, greeting me, then walking out into the living room to watch movies with me. We finished one movie and we’re halfway into the second one when I got thirsty. I excused myself to go get a water bottle.
On my way back to the second kitchen, I turned the corner only to bump into someone.
“Ope!” I gasped as I backed up and apologized.
“Ew, don’t fucking touch me, you skeleton!” I looked up to see it was the blonde. Why was she-
Oh.
… Oh…
‘Ha!’
My chest constricted and I simply put my head down to her, apologizing before silently grabbing a water bottle and walking back to the room to Mallory.
He picked up on my somber mood and offered his lightning words. It didn’t work, especially when my abdomen started to twitch in discomfort and my mark began to burn.
I tried to hold in the tears, but they came down my cheeks nonetheless. Mallory ended up turning off the television and taking me upstairs to go to bed, keeping a hold on my upper arm even though I didn’t need his help to walk.
I took a sleeping pill and went under, pain wrapping around my body due to the infidelity happening in the other room.