Guiltypleasure
2000 Words
Chapter 7:
IRIS
“My parents are actually...”
“You do look familiar. I've seen you somewhere. You work with Alpha Carson, right? A slave there, if I'm not mistaken,” a female voice cut me off as a shiver ran down my spine, knowing she was right.
I glued my head to the ground nervously, unable to complete my speech. I didn't want to embarrass myself any further.
“Complete your statement, dear.” The familiar voice of someone, which I have despite being here for a few minutes, uttered as I raised my head to look at her. With a spurious smile.
And of course, it was her. The lady who told me I was eating like a servant who hadn't had food for the past week. She was right, but I don't need her telling me directly or reminding me of who I was.
“There's no harm in telling the truth, Iris. Tell them the truth once and for all and free yourself from all these anxious thoughts." My wolf's advice and her words always boost my fear.
“I'm Iris. An orphan. My parents are late, so I grew up as a slave in the crescent moon pack, and I found Charles, who was my mate.”
Uttering such unpleasant words, it felt like a knife had been removed from my chest. I felt free now. But I am anxiously waiting for their feedback. Their reply. Just like that, I observed their countenance in anticipation, hoping there wouldn't be any hurtful remarks that might hurt me.
“I knew it. No wonder you were just eating like a starving slave. They must have mistreated you, knowing you were an orphan. I'm sorry for all that you've passed through.”
My wolf boiled in anger hearing those poisonous words from her that sounded more like sympathy than criticism.
“That's enough, Catherine. Your opinion wasn't needed.” Ander interrupted with a deep, rumbling sound of thunder. His eyes were flaring with rage and anger, and so were his hands, which were clutching each other.
Maybe he was fed up by the way the lady was acting. ‘Catherine’ like he said. I wonder why someone as ugly and evil as her had to bear such a name.
Forgetting all that was happening, I drew my attention to the food I was eating and found out mine had finished.
A wave of awkwardness washed over me when I looked around and saw that they were yet to reach half of their food. Unlike me.
“Do you need more?” Anders shrugged at me the moment he figured out I still needed more. As if he could read my thoughts.
I turned my head in his direction. contemplating whether I should say yes to him or no.
Catherine intensively stared at me, weakening my spirit immediately, and I turned away before she'd notice the situation and start making mockery of me.
My glance caught a glimpse of the grilled steak that was placed on my plate. As I ponder who could have put it.
The two people sitting closer to me were Anders and Charles. I was sitting in the middle of them, and there's no doubt it could be Charles, who had given me some of his food to eat.
Our eyes locked with each other, his intense gaze piercing into my heart, thereby making my heart flutter, my breath harder, my breast stuff.
Not again!!! I find it difficult to turn my gaze away from his. I could sit all day looking at his handsome face without getting tired.
“You should have said you needed more iris. You don't need to feel shy or anything.” The voice came from my instinct. Which I thought was my wolf, but no, it wasn't.
It was the voice of Charles, my mate Speaking to me through mindlink as our eyes connected with each other, and so did our hearts.
“Thank you.” I replied back through the mindlink before shutting it down. I visualised a thick, solid well in my mind, blocking any further connection.
I needed a little space to think freely and have my own thoughts with my wolf without him interrupting us.
“That was disrespectful, Iris. I was actually enjoying the bond I shared with his wolf a few seconds ago. You shouldn't have shut it down.” My wolf complains.
She must have enjoyed listening to his wolf thoughts, but I don't.
I know Charles wouldn't have given me some of his food if Ander hadn't made attempts to do it.
I saw the disappointed looks of Anders as he gave Charles a dangerous stare, which gave me the feeling that these two people might not actually be on good terms with each other.
“Do you need more, Iris?! I won't hesitate to give you mine. I do realise that you indeed need more food. You need to add a little because you're too skinny.”
The voice of that lady came again. Can't someone just shut her up?
I looked at my body to see if what she was really saying was true, and I did realise she was right. Over the past few days, I've been losing weight, and I do hope to get it back.
I buried my head in shame, unable to continue with my food since I had lost the appetite. And all of a sudden, my body began to tremble in fear, my hands shuddering together as I tried to compose myself, but I felt my mate's eyes on me, I took a deep breath and compose myself.
I didn't want to look him in the eyes. I didn't want him to see how scared I was. I shouldn't give him another doubt or reason why he would say I'm a weak wolf.
“Bruuuuuuu!!” The deafening sound of the tables reverberated, making my heart skip. And within a few seconds, everywhere was quiet.Everyone was disoriented by what just happened.
Charles was there. He had hit his hand on the table intentionally, and the emanating sound spread out like a virus, inflicting shock and fear into everyone's body
“What could be wrong with him, Arister? This is the first time I see him looking very angry.” I couldn't help but questioned my wolf. Maybe she would be able to give me the answer that I seek.
“He was angry at Catherine, who speaks so badly about you.” A smile lingered around my face as my wolf uttered those words.
“Our mate loves us!!!” My wolf exclaimed in happiness as our eyes locked with each other.
CHARLES
I couldn't continue to sit here and watch as if nothing was happening. My wolf couldn't stand the harsh words being spoken to my mate.
At first, I overlooked Catherine's attitude towards my mate, thinking she would stop the first time, but she kept speaking ill of my mate spontaneously, as if it were natural for her to do so.
I'm the only one who get to remind her of her status. The only one who could make her feel worthless but not someone else because they have no right to mock or make my mate feel down or feel like nobody.
I walked towards Catherine, who was now looking at me with curiosity, and pulled the neck of her dress so as to inflict fear in her body. drawing everyone's attention
“Don't let what just happened today repeat itself again anywhere around my mate. If you're really smattering like you thought, then I'll advise you to use it on good things where she'll be given a comment and not in a situation like this.”
I warned her, and I let go of her dress immediately. My eyes searched for iris hands, which I quickly grabbed, and we went away.
I closed the door behind me the moment we got to my room.The whole room was flooded with her scent. My wolf groaned in pleasure as I held her hand
“And here you go, Iris. Proving people that you're actually a slave, Omega. Is that something to be proud of?”
I yelled, passing my aggression on her and explaining why she acted so lowly like the slave omega she was.
“Do you know the type of women I despise most in this life?!
“I hate those who prove to be weak in front of others. Don't let people know you're weak or make you feel weak; I'm the only one who has to do that.”
"And if you continue with this act, I might take back my proposal." Perhaps I should have rejected you from the moment I set my eyes on you.”
shiver ran down my spine the moment I heard the whimpering sounds of her soft voice. Tears were pricking out of her eyes, which softened my heart, and I felt pity for her.
I washed away such thoughts and drifted away from her before I'd end up doing something that I'd regret later.
“Please forgive me. I will do better.” She cried out uncontrollably, her voice shuddering together as she fell to the ground, wailing.
“I promise you, I'll stand up for myself next time and fight back. Please don't take back your proposal. Don't divorce me.”
She wailed out like a baby, her voice softening my heart, which I tried shutting down but couldn't.The mate bond was something different
At the end, I found myself leaning towards her and pulling her in a tight hug.
“I'm sorry for hurting you with my words.” I apologise, not knowing what I was doing at the moment.
She had stopped crying like a baby the moment I hugged her. Petting her by the back, her alluring scent filled my nostrils, making it hard for me to breathe or think properly as all I could think of was kissing her.
“f**k!!! I hate this feeling.
I disengaged from the hug and, trying to avoid any further body contact, my cheeks accidentally touched hers, which made my heart flutter and my d**k becomes hard.
“f**k!!!” The mate bond was overwhelming. It was something I couldn't ignore.
My d**k became harder as I looked into her eyes, her emerald green almond shape wide and glossy with flecks of gold. Her gaze was intense, almost unwavering, as if she could penetrate straight into my soul and reveal my secrets.
“f**k you!!!”
I exclaimed helplessly, yanked at her hair, and held her waist with my other hands.
I pulled her head closer and kissed her. A wave of signal passed through my body like a wire, sending electricity to other parts of my body as I devoured her lips.
She reciprocated by giving me quick access and submitting herself to me like the slave she was.
Our moans flooded the room as I made my way to her big, hardened b**bs, which were waiting in anticipation for my touch.
I felt my d**k grew bigger and harder as I played with her boobs, caressing them with my hands while kissing her.
Her moan was a total turn-on, and all I wanted to do was f**k her.
I went to her region and zip down her jeans, sliding my way into her pants that have become wetter, awaiting my d**k in hers.
“f**k me, please!!!” She cried out the moment I rubbed her c******s, my other hands still in her boobs while my lips were in her mouth as she moaned continuously.
“Just f**k me already. Please!!” She moaned in my mouth again as I tried to find a hole in her p**sy, but I found none. She was
tight
underneath there.
Disappointed, I retrieve my movements and plans, push her away from my body, address my shirt, and walk away.
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