Cursed Mates

Chapter 3- Painful Desires

ROMIE'S POV

I was hurdled in a corner for thirty minutes as tears streamed down my eyes.

The realization that my parents were dead and gone, washed over me, ruthlessly. Coupled with that, my mate had rejected me and I felt like I had nothing to live for.

Looking around, the whole house was covered in the blood of my parents. They needed a resting place and I was the only one who could bestow them that.

Slowly and painfully, I stood up to my feet. My mate's rejection had weakened me. I moved toward my parents body and took up my mother's body.

She was heavy but then I exerted my whole strength to carry her.

Nobody would help me and I had to do it all alone.

My cries intensified as memories I shared with my mother flashed in my head.

The sacrifices she made over me were overwhelming and I knew she didn't deserve to die.

My hands shook as I continued to carry her body. Slowly, I walked toward the back of the house and I immediately dropped her body to the ground. The place was filled with sand and mud with a few trees scattered around.

My eyes shut tightly in pain as the moonlight shone on her gory body.

She had died a painful and gruesome death.

"I'm sorry, mother." I said, crouching, to touch her face. I started to blame myself for her death, knowing it was my mate that had killed them.

I thought that if it wasn't because of me my mate wouldn't have found his way to our home.

At this point, my hands were stained with my mother's blood but then I didn't care. I needed to go take my father's body.

Slowly, I walked back into the house and wondered how I was going to carry him. Moving close to him, I bent down and felt his chest.

Where used to lie a beating heart, was cold and empty. I could see a trail of blood leading to his dug out heart and I cringed.

"I'm sorry, father." I said, my tears dripping onto my father's body.

"I caused your death." I said and slowly, I took up his body halfway.

Memories where he would carry me on his shoulder while dancing around the house surfaced in my head.

I could still hear my girly giggles in the background. Though he would scold me whenever I did a wrong thing but then the love in his eyes were evident at those times.

Half-carrying him and half-dragging him on the floor, I took his body to the back of the house.

Laying my parents side by side, my body shook.

I was spent!

However, after a few minutes, I walked back into the house.

My eyes were swollen at this point, as I took up my father's heart and my mother's torn head and arm.

I couldn't hold on anymore and I slumped to the ground.

It was a wonder how my life had changed drastically.

One minute I was happy and looking forward to my mate and the next, I was submerged into the agony of life.

"How dare he! How dare he kill my parents!" I said, slamming my fists on the ground, continuously and uncontrollably. I wailed to the heavens as I thrashed on the hard floor.

My hair and body were stained with blood but I just wanted my parents back.

After a few minutes, my wails became sobs and I was weakened.

I realized I couldn't let my parents lie in the cold for too long.

Slowly, I stood up and took up the torn parts of their body, again.

Walking back to the back of the house, I placed their torn body parts in their rightful places.

The scene looked gory to me and it felt like I was performing a sacrifice. However, it was my last respect to my parents.

Saying a prayer in my heart, I started to pile sand and mud on their bodies with a shovel I took up.

The process was painful for me but then I had to do it.

With pain and tears, I buried my parents! Their bodies lay under a head of solid sand and mud!

"It's so painful." A deep voice suddenly rang out behind me and my head snapped to look in the direction.

"Who are you?" I asked, with high alert. I started to panic, thinking another killer wolf was at my doorstep again.

I tried to see who it was but the person's face was obscured by a shadow.

However, I knew it was a man. A man like my mate.

"Relax..." He said to be but then I couldn't calm down. Not after what had happened.

"I could help you get revenge." He said to me, going straight to the point.

At his words, my eyes widened and the thought of revenge tempted me.

"How could I trust you? You're just like the person who has caused me pain." I said, clutching my chest. There was a fierce expression on my face.

"We have the same enemy..." He said, and I could see a wicked smirk on his face.

The thought of revenge was rooted in my mind, immediately. I realized I couldn't let this opportunity go. I was ready to give my life, just to get revenge for my parents.

"Very well, then. I want revenge." I said and the man chuckled, lowly.

Immediately after my words, he stepped into the light and I could see his face clearly.

He was handsome but then I wasn't enthralled by him.

He moved closer to me and got hold of my chin.

"Now, I'm going to seal our agreement, with a kiss." He said and swiftly, he took a step closer and placed his lips on mine.

I was caught off guard and I didn't know what to do.

His lips moved against mine and I groaned. However, I felt no emotion from the kiss.

A few seconds later, I started to feel lightheaded and I clutched onto the man's cloth.

My eyes shut as he broke the kiss and immediately, I fell, straight to the ground. I was pulled into thick darkness.

An hour later...

My eyes opened up and I felt my body shake, continuously. I didn't know where I was and it was a bit dark.

But then I felt like I was in a moving vehicle.

As this realization dawned on me, I shot up and sat upright.

Looking around, I realized I was in a van and immediately I tried to stand up.

However, I felt something rattle around my legs and arms.

I was chained! Chained like a criminal and I gasped.

"What's going on?" I asked out loud, in confusion.

"Oh no..." I said and I started to shake. My heart was in turmoil and I knew I had gotten into another trouble.

"Do not worry. Be calm." A voice suddenly rang out. However, it was a whisper and head whipped in all directions to know where the voice came from.

However, I could see no one and at this moment, the van stopped and after a few seconds, the back door was opened.

Moonlight streamed in and I wanted to protest.

"You! Let me go! Now!" I screamed at the man who had come to open the door.

However, he caught hold of me and dragged me out of the van.

My body scraped the hard surfaces of the van, leading to the floor. I was dragged into a large house while I struggled to set myself free. But then, I couldn't. I was just too weak.

Soon, a familiar scent wafted in the air as I was dropped at the foot of a chair.

"What's going on?" I heard a deep voice.

"She was found trespassing the Pack. You have to decide her fate, Alpha." I heard the man who had dragged me in, say.

I was shocked, I was in my house and the next moment, I was trespassing a Pack.

"I didn't do anything..." I started to say, trying to defend myself. However, my words were cut short as I looked up and stared into the eyes of the handsome man from earlier.

My mate, Marcus!

I was surprised but in the next second, a sense of bitterness and anger overwhelmed me and I gritted my teeth.

My hands were clenched tightly and I felt like pouncing on him, wanting to tear his face apart.

I felt invigorated with sudden power and as I clenched my fists, I started to thrash around, trying to set myself free.

In the next second, the chains around me broke.

I was filled with strength and in the blink of an eye, my eyes zeroed in on the sword the man behind me was carrying.

Without warning, I snatched the sword and with great strength, I stabbed the man behind me through the heart.

He didn't even have the strength to fight back as my sudden powerful aura made him weak.

Swiftly, I turned around and lunged at Marcus. My eyes were red as I clutched his neck.

However, Marcus didn't fight back, he only stared deeply into my eyes.

"I'll kill you!" I said, in a threatening tone and then raised the bloodied sword.

"You can't kill me!" I heard him say, in a taunting tone.

I was angry and without thinking twice, I moved my hand and pierced the sword, through his chest and into his beating heart.