Love Me, Hate Me: Alpha Knight's Revenge

***** "I hate you, Athea," Jake's voice cracked with venom, his eyes blazing with a fury that made Athea's heart shrink. "I want nothing to do with you." The words spilled from his lips like poison, each one a razor-sharp s***h that left Athea breathless and bleeding. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as she struggled to comprehend why Jake was saying these hurtful words to her. He's her mate, he loves her, and just last night, he had whispered sweet nothings in her ear, telling her that he loves her, but now, his gaze was so cold. Desperately, Athea clung to his arm, her fingers wrapping tightly around his sleeve as she tried to calm him down. Maybe, just maybe, he was frustrated about his upcoming wedding with the Alpha Princess, Selena, and was taking out his emotions on her. "Do you think that just because you're my mate, I'd be with you?" Jake snarled, his voice low and menacing as he forcefully pulled his arm away from her grasp. He shooed her away angrily, his hand flicking dismissively in her direction. "I have Princess Selena as my fiancee," he spat, his eyes flashing with contempt. "I don't need you." Athea's face crumpled, her eyes welling up with tears that now sparkled like diamonds in her big, sorrowful eyes. "But you said I could be your mistress, even if you're getting married to Selena," Athea whispered, her voice cracking with pain as her emotions spiraled out of control. "You said you love me, that you can't bear to be apart from me," she reminded him, her words trembling with desperation. "I don't think I can live without you, Jake," Athea begged softly, her eyes pleading. Jake's anger crumbled, and for a moment, Athea saw a glimmer of hope. But he quickly masked his emotions, his expression hardening into a determined resolve. He hated every moment of this, but he felt trapped. He loved Athea with all his heart, but Selena, his fiancee, had made it clear, he had to break off his bond with Athea. But Jake wished he could find a way to have it all, Selena as his wife and Luna, and Athea as his mistress. "You're nothing but a worthless omega, Athea," Jake sneered, his words cutting deep. "You have no prestige, no status, and no education. Selena, on the other hand, is a catch, she's only nineteen and already has a degree. She's the perfect Luna for me, not some weak, uneducated omega like you." His eyes flashed angrily as he spat out. "I hate you, Athea." No, he didn't hate her. All he wanted to do was to kiss her. Her full, plush lips and big brown eyes were his undoing. Athea had a slender, petite figure, and she'd just turned eighteen recently. Her body was fast transforming into sensual curves. Her breasts were so firm and succulent, making Jake want to press them. She's exquisite, no doubt. If only he could convince Selena that he needs to keep the bond with his mate. Athea had even accepted being his mistress, since marriage was out of the question. The problem was Selena; she wanted him to stay far away from Athea, which he was finding impossible to do. The mating bond between them made it hard for him to resist Athea's presence. "Reject her, Jake, she's nothing but a nuisance," Selena's words from last night still echoed in his mind. But the truth was, his anger at Athea was just a mask for his own frustration at the way things had turned out. As Jake's eyes landed on her plump lips, his c**k stirred in his pants. He hadn't touch her yet, he'd been waiting till she turn eighteen then he could sink his c**k into her, taking her virginity and claiming her as his. He would mark her as his and she could never be with any male expect him. Convincing Selena would take time, but Jake was determined. Having Athea close to him would be worth the effort. Her sensual, curvy shape was so raw he could hardly resist. He'd to find a way. Jake's eyes softened, and he pulled Athea into his arms, enveloping her in a warm, gentle embrace. Athea breathed a sigh of relief as Jake's touch ignited a sense of comfort and security within her. His lively scent, a captivating blend of citrus and spices, wrapped around her, soothing her rattled nerves. Staying close to Jake was Athea's deepest longing. Her greatest hope was that Alpha Princess Selena would come to accept her as Jake's mistress, allowing her to remain by his side. As Jake's lips claimed hers in a frenzied kiss, Athea moaned, melting into his embrace. His hungry intensity ignited a fire within her as he sucked on her plush lips. She was ready to surrender to him, to let him claim her, taking her virginity. The wait was over. Now that she had just turned eighteen, Athea couldn't wait for Jake to finally claim her as his own. She longed for their mating bond to grow stronger, securing their union and eliminating any chance of rejection. With a hopeful heart, she prayed that everything would go smoothly, unable to bear the thought of being apart from Jake, the pain of separation was too painful to think. Jake gently tugged on her dress, his fingers expertly undoing the buttons one by one. As the last button came undone, he carefully parted the fabric and pulled her breasts out from her bra, grappling them with gentleness of a skilled lover. Athea's breasts feel so soft and succulent in his hands, he can't wait to sink... "Athea." The sound of Selena's voice cut through the air, forcing Jake and Athea to hastily part ways. Athea's fingers trembled as she rushed to rebutton her dress. As a lowly omega and Selena's maid, Athea was accustomed to carrying out every task assigned to her by Selena, the Alpha's daughter. She's the princess of their pack, a status Athea could hardly dare to dream of.