CHAPTER 005
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CHAPTER 005
SELENE'S POINT OF VIEW
My fingers pressed into the wooden door frame while I stood watching them. My heart throbbed with pain, yet I couldn't take my eyes off them..
Viktor held her waist while his lips moved against hers in a slow and deliberate manner. Lauren held onto him with her arms tightly encircling his neck while she intensified their kiss.
I clenched my fists.
I wasn’t supposed to care.
The intense pain that clawed at my chest shouldn't have been my experience.
And yet, I did.
The wolf inside my mind named Lana let out a soft whimper.
She shared my desire to avoid witnessing this situation.
She let out a howl to shut out the sight before us, but it was already too late.
Lauren moved her head to one side while opening her eyes just enough to send me a quick look over Viktor's shoulder. Her lips twisted into a cruel smirk as she pulled him closer and began to caress his back before moving her hands down his chest and further.
My throat burned as I swallowed hard.
I shouldn’t be watching.
But I couldn’t move.
My body remained completely immobile as if trapped within this grotesque moment.
Lana unleashed a furious growl because she was beyond angry.
This was wrong.
This was our mate.
He must not touch another person.
Watching him perform this act shouldn't be necessary.
Viktor moved a little, which caused his hold on Lauren to become less tight. His eyes moved toward me once more, and his face briefly displayed an expression I couldn't decipher.
Was it hesitation?
Regret?
No. I refused to entertain that thought.
Lauren detected his distraction right away. She wrapped her fingers around his shirt and pulled him closer to her.
She directed her voice at me with a whisper that reached my ears.
Viktor hesitated again.
The brief pause escaped most people, but I noticed it.
Lauren realized what was happening because she let out a huff while her lips formed into a pout. You can’t possibly be thinking about her right now.
Viktor released a breath before moving away. His expression darkened.
“I’m done.”
Lauren blinked in confusion. “What?”
He repeated his words,, "I'm done," while he rubbed the back of his neck. He moved away from her probing look.
She folded her arms across her chest while her eyebrows drew together. You seemed completely okay until just now. Why stop now?”
Viktor exhaled sharply. “I have work to do tomorrow. I need to sleep.”
Lauren released a scoff while directing a hostile look toward me. You just decided to get tired? This situation couldn't possibly involve her, right?
I stiffened.
Viktor pushed his fingers through his hair to show his clear frustration. Lauren, your behavior is absurd.
Lauren's face contorted into an expression of complete bitterness. “Ridiculous?”
“Yes. Now leave,” he said flatly.
Her eyes blazed with fury as she looked first at him and then at me.
“You’re sending me away?” she spat out with anger.
Viktor was losing his patience. “Go home, Lauren. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
Lauren released a laugh filled with bitterness. She whispered, "I can't believe this," to herself before she picked up her belongings and headed for the exit.
She paused briefly to sneer at me as she walked past.
She hissed, "This isn't over," before vanishing into the hallway.
The room fell into silence.
Viktor stood behind me with a weighty and disturbing presence.
I didn’t dare turn around.
Facing him was something I wanted to avoid because I didn't want to accept what had just occurred.
I moved silently toward my bag to take the only nightgown I owned. The nightgown showed signs of wear but belonged to me.
His eyes followed me toward the bathroom, yet I deliberately avoided looking at him.
I shut the door and took a deep breath. My hands shook uncontrollably while I changed my clothes.
What was I even doing here?
Why was this experience necessary for me?
I believed that becoming the mate of an Alpha King would hold significant meaning. I believed this connection would give me a sense of being cherished and unique.
The experience left me feeling more isolated than I had ever been before.
Upon entering the room, I found Viktor lying in bed with his back facing me.
Good.
I moved silently to the opposite side while maintaining maximum separation from him.
I made a mental promise to stop thinking about him.
I resolved to keep his influence from affecting me.
The pain persisted while I lay in darkness.
His regular breathing pattern created a sound that occupied the quiet space.
I closed my eyes.
I just needed to sleep.
Suddenly, I felt movement.
A powerful arm encircled my waist and pulled me back into a solid, warm chest before I could respond.
I gasped.
The scent of Viktor invaded my senses while his breath brushed against my neck.
I attempted to shift, but he squeezed me tighter.
"What are you doing?" My voice emerged as nothing more than a faint whisper.
Viktor remained silent for a moment before responding. His grip stayed strong as he held me motionless.
He whispered to me, "You belong to me."
I froze.
A shiver ran down my spine.
My heart pounded in my chest.
I wanted to push him away.
I needed to make him remember his actions because he had just publicly humiliated me.
But my body wouldn’t move.
The mate bond was too strong.
I continued to desire his touch even though everything else opposed it.
I hated myself for it.
His actions forced me into these feelings, which filled me with hatred toward him.
I tightened my jaw muscles while working to control my breath.
I whispered, "Let go of me," with a voice that was almost silent.
Viktor didn’t budge.
He squeezed me a little tighter because he seemed to fear I might vanish.
I moved my head just enough to catch a glimpse of his face. His eyes remained shut while his brows knitted together as though he fought an internal struggle.
I didn’t understand him.
I didn’t think I ever would.
But one thing was certain.
I hated him.
Or at least, I wished I did.
Despite my repeated self-assurances to the contrary, my heart continued to ache for him.
I had no idea what to do to end this feeling.
What makes him continue to treat me this way?
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