Chapter 3
1272 Words
Thora's pov
I was trembling, literally. The dirty utensils shook in my hands as I cleaned them under the freezing water.
Surprisingly, Landon didn't scold me or punish me after that minor accident.
But I guess that's because he was very busy at today's meeting.
My mate's grey eyes make a shiver run down my spine. And I move my head, trying to forget about him.
But who was I kidding? My mate was no ordinary man.
He was the werewolf King.
King Volkan Knight
Gulping, I clean the sweat on my forehead with my sleeve and place the last utensil in the tray.
I was done with today's work.
Sighing, I looked up at the full moon, wondering what my future would hold.
He already hates me. I saw it in his eyes.
He thinks I have betrayed him if only he knew the truth.
My mate is going to reject me.
This was the harsh reality. Every wolf feared this, and mine was going to become true.
There is no escape from this place now. I guess I have to die here as well.
I was being a slave to that bastard all my life, pleasing him till I forgot myself.
My thoughts were interrupted when a strong wind hit me, his tempting scent lingering.
Knowing what it meant, I stood up. I was trying to pull down this useless skirt, which was making me uncomfortable.
I looked around to sense him when my eyes stopped at a silhouette near a tree.
His back leaned against it, and his hands stayed crossed before his chest.
I gulp, moving closer. I already know why he was here.
No man would accept a used mate. He was not going to be an exception.
"Alpha...King...you needed something...you should have sent someone for it..."
I said, bowing down in respect. He was an influential man, the most powerful man in our Kingdom.
And Omegas like me are killed for even making eye contact with him.
He didn't say anything, but his stare remained.
It made a strange feeling erupt in my insides. I have never felt like this before.
"Let me know if I can help you...do you need-"
"Shut up"
He says, making my trap shut and my mind freezes.
Goosebumps appear on my skin, and I bite my lips, scolding myself for blabbering in front of him.
He stares again.
And the silence stretches. Making my anxiety increase with every second.
A few minutes later, he straightens his back and stands up, approaching me.
My eyes remain rooted to the ground as he steps closer.
The storm of anxiety in my chest thrashing.
"Have you f****d him?"
He asks, and my heart stops. My widened eyes snapped up to look at his cold grey eyes, and I forgot to breathe for a few seconds.
So direct?
How do I answer this? Yes ...I have, but not willingly...he blackmailed me.
"I....we.....few...times...but...I.. didn't-"
I stutter. That only makes his jaw harden. His closeness plays with my brain, and my body aches for him to touch me.
Shit! What was happening to me? And then I remembered, it was a full moon today...the matebond is the strongest.
"Yes or No"
He commands, and I lower my stare. Why? I wanted to explain...I thought he would trust me...if not, at least give me a chance.
"Yes"
I said and saw his fist clench. I step back, afraid I will be a target of it.
He again doesn't say anything for a minute, making my legs lose their strength, and my wolf cry in my mind.
She was already frail. She could die if he rejects me.
What can I do to save her?
"I waited 26 years for you. Not even touching a woman, fearing I would be betraying you. Yet you couldn't save yourself for me?"
He says, and I am stunned. It's very rare; men's instincts are way stronger than women's, and I have never heard of any man controlling his urges and saving his first for his mate.
Yet, he did it. But for whom?
For me. For someone who has lost everything in this life except for her indomitable will to survive.
"I am sorry ..I...."
He raises his hand again, not letting me explain.
But even if I speak, I won't be able to tell him the whole truth.
"Do you love him?"
He asks, and my mouth opens in surprise. Is he serious?
Which mate asks another if they love someone else?
I can see he is stopping himself, or he would have already rejected me before this conversation.
"No..I.."
"Yet you kiss him back. Yet you don't stop him from kissing you?"
I gulp, moving my head in a no as he approaches me.
Fear enters my mind as the aura around him hits me.
"Alpha..King... please.."
"Yet you sit in his lap, wearing these sluty clothes and let him kiss these lips?"
My back hits the tree bark, and his eyes change colours. Placing my hands in front of me, I shivered.
"Please...I..."
"Tell me. Is he the only one, or do you love doing this with others when you are in heat? How many bastards have touched what only belonged to me?"
"Calm...down, Alpha... please...I...."
"Tell me!"
He slams the tree bark on either side, and I fearfully flinch.
His arms imprison me as he moves his face closer.
His breath fans my lips, and his eyes are pools of hatred.
Shifting between grey and black, trying to get back his lost control.
I breathed heavily, unable to hold it in any longer.
Tears ran down my eyes as I closed them. Done with all this. I should have known this; he is an Alpha. It would be a blessing if he didn't kill me after this betrayal.
"J...just reject...me."
I manage to whisper in my quivering voice, my lips wobbling and the saltness of my tears palatable to my lips.
He froze at my words, but I refused to open my eyes.
I don't want to see the hate in them; I have seen enough in my life. Not his, as well.
Let him reject me and get this over with.
My breathing hitched as I felt a soft touch on my lip. And that's when I realised that I was biting it hard to draw blood from it.
I opened my eyes to see his grey orbs fixed on my lip; his thumb tugged on it to bring it out of the assault.
"I will"
He says, and my wolf whines in my mind. I was not ready to die so young. I am sorry...I hope you find someone else.
"But-"
He continues, and my teary eyes dart back at him.
"After I have shown you how much your betrayal has hurt me. After, I have returned a hundred times what you gave me."
His hands move lower to rest on my waist, and the tingles cause a warmness to spread inside me.
"After I have made you to beg me to touch you and after I have replaced you."
My eyes widen, and the warmness inside me freezes. The butterflies in my stomach die as I look at those beautiful orbs in helplessness.
No, he can't...I have already suffered so much. Please no.
And that's when his lips crash on me, and my body is pushed back on the tree bark.
I experience what they call it.
A Kiss of true love.
If only it were because of love and not coated by hate.
If only I had been truthful and I hadn't betrayed.
- Writer
