the alpha's abused mate

the evil called Darius

warning:scenes of abuse involved

The sun was shining on yet another spring day.the flowers were coming into bloom, the usual cold mountain range was warming with the welcoming rays,it was a pleasant change winter always felt like it lasted too long here.the months of decent sun we got i always wished could stay forever

I would have been enjoying the wonderful surrounding if not for the tight grip on my hands

"what are you thinking about"Darius asked

I cleared my throat and turned to him with the my sweetest fake smile "nothing just admiring the flowers".

He hummed at me staring at my face for a lie.he had his hair cut just moments ago,the once longer blonde hair was now shaved at the sides and short on top, Darius was not the most pleasant person to look at but he had charisma that caught people's eyes plus he was from the richest family in the village, people always saw him as the good guy but he was not at all what he let on.we often had sleepovers which was encouraged by my mother, she said it was going to be a good bonding experience for us.

I had been courting Darius for two years,his father was the most powerful of the three elders in our town and Darius was two years older than me,we were supposed to get married when I turned eighteen which was in February but I convinced them to postpone it to june so I could have a summer wedding our families had jumped at the chance taking my fake smile as eagerness to have a proper wedding.

I didn't want a pretty wedding,I didn't want a wedding at all.

I wanted my job back,my freedom and privacy i had as a teenager,the isolation and uncaring gazes back then was better than the scrutiny I had now.being betrothed to someone as high up as Darius meant i had to look the part ,no more working at the cafe,no bad hair days and no bad clothes.

from the moment I found out who Darius truly was I started to save my spare coins,I couldn't stay here I had to escape before i was attached to a man such as him.on the outside we walked hand in hand with pleasant faces as we wandered the town to admire the upcoming festivities.but his hands was too tight,my posture too stiff and his smile too fake.

I had learnt that now,it didn't take long for me to figure out the moment Darius was annoyed.

the first time I had seen him show his true colors,we had been courting for three months.it was the first time i slept over and the first time someone touched my private areas,I had resisted and he did not like it.i was sixteen and he was eighteen an uncomfortable age cap for me but no one seemed to care so I ignored it.

I told my mother how he touched me and made me uncomfortable but she just called me foul names, Darius reassured me that it was ok for couples to touch each other like that so over time i just allowed him do as he pleased ,if I resisted he would get angry and hit me so I learned that staying quiet was the only way to come out of it scratch and bruise free.

I remember the first time he gave me a publicly visible mark;a black eye before he had stuck to kicking me or slapping me but this came when i resisted s*x for the first time,we had been dating six months at the time,his touches had grown more needy until the day finally came,i had come home trying to shield the bruise but my sweet Clarke noticed as a freshly turned thirteen year old she was smarter than her peers,my mother had overheard and for a second i thought i saw shock on her face but she covered it up with laughing insults.

i ha never wanted to leave so badly so I saved my coins, our contract marriage stated that I could still work until our relationship truly blossoms which ended up being only nine months.my mother received an amount for our companionship and would soon be paid for her daughters hand when I was married,I often wonder if his parents knew the man they raised and if they would still allow me marry him if they did or were they the same was his mother's smile just as fake as my own.

Darius hands pulling me on my own snapped me back to reality he caught me slipping,his deep brown eyes narrowed and I chewed my lips giving him a timid smile.if I stayed meek,if I stayed silent he wouldn't hurt me,I didn't like it when he hurt me.

"you're daydreaming"I don't like it when you daydream

I frowned soothing down the deep blue dress i wore.sorry Darius

he huffed tugging my arms once again to lead me towards the coffee shop where he left me at a table to go order he always ordered for me without asking what I want,he liked to have control over everything i did, he came back with coffee and I physically exhaled because on good days he got me hot chocolate,bad days he got me water coffee was a good in-between,I could work with coffee.

I tried to make small talk with him about how his day went and about his best friend ash but the cover of his news paper caught my eye it was about the upcoming spring festival and market.the spring festival was something I looked forward to every year as it was the beginning of the summer and it marked an end to the shifters hunt.what started out as just a festival to sell flowers,fruits and crafts turned into a celebration for life and survival of another wolf hunt season.

the wolf hunt was a gruesome event and it was a time we all dreaded;we were safe here apparently with our high in the mountains walls and flowers that masked our scent in the north away from any nearby parks, the wolves never came here so we celebrated the end of their gruesome hunt with a party of our own.

after coffee Darius hands came to rest in the small of my back they gently wrapped round my hips and he pulled me aside

"are you okay"he asked

with a small smile I nodded "yes thank you"

his hands came to my throat and my breathe hitched when his thumb pressed under my jaw,he tilted my head back and blue crashed with brown i swallowed, his thumb pushing against the movement that his eyes followed.it froze me as he held me there eyes burning into mine.

"good because I want you"

I winced as he pulled me by the throat his hands bruising me,I allowed his mouth to devour mine as I would like to be bruise free for the spring festival but with a harsh push against the wall i knew that would not be possible.

with haste he was all over me.we didn't even make it up the stairs before his hands was already in my dress pushing it up to my waist and pulling my pants to the floor before he forced me over the sideboard and rode to his pleasure his hands pushing my head down so I couldn't move,he rode until he came undone on my legs .

"go clean up I have guests coming in tonight" he grunted

I stood up ashamed i couldn't fight back I walked to the bathroom and cleaned myself up with a bath, wincing I dried myself up with a towel, preparing myself for an evening of cooking and presenting myself to him and his treasured guests.