BULLIED BY THE SOULLESS ALPHA PRINCE

LETTING OUT A SCREAM

Calista

I walked back home absentminded. I started doing the house chores, my eyes were filled with tiredness. I was emotionally and physically tired. All that happened today kept recurring in my brain, it was like I was trapped in an endless loop.

I couldn't believe it myself knowing that I am mated to the soulless prince. If that wasn't enough, I'm mated to the man who wants to make my life a living hell. It hasn't been up to a week since he approached me, he has implicated me countless times.

He had once made me be interrogated by my parents, I still haven't recovered from that, this morning he tried to claw my face. I knew that no matter what I do I won't be able to heal the wound without leaving any scars, the mental pressure was still there.

I still didn't realize why he would drag me out of the class just after school only for us to bicker. I was confused about all that had happened and tired.

It was unreal knowing that my mate is someone who doesn't care about me. I have always read about sweet mates and I thought mine would be like that.

I have always longed for a mate but it seems like luck isn't on my side. I longed for a mate that would take me away from this suffering and not add to it. It has been years since I have been fantasizing about my mate being a loving and caring one.

Tears dropped down my face onto the plate I was washing, my expression was ugly and I couldn't help blaming the moon goddess for my misfortune.

I have always wanted to be like my parents who loved each other dearly. I loved the way their love blooms and I envy that. I had always thought I would be like them but it seems like I was wrong.

Nothing good has ever happened to me after my parents death, the world has been harsh to me. I had thought that Keyla’s parents would take care of me but I was wrong. They hated me to the core and are only after my inheritance. My parents left an inheritance behind, and it can only be claimed by her when she is eighteen years of age.

Keyla's parents are after the inheritance and that was the only reason why they took me in. I would've been dead if it weren't for the inheritance that they were after.

I knew that I would be powerless against them if they wanted to snatch the inheritance away from me and that made me sad. I knew that my parents won't want the inheritance to fall into the hands of others.

When that time comes I will do all I can to protect the inheritance even if it means my death. I won't let my parents down, I had thought that my mate would be with me when I pass through that phase but I was wrong, my mate won't do that for me.

The mate I yearn for all these years wasn't what I expected.

I was lost in thoughts that I didn't know when Keyla returned with Keisha and Asher. They were chatting happily until they saw me.

I didn't know Keyla was back with her friends until I noticed the change in atmosphere, I instinctively felt a hint of danger.

“What are you looking at b***h?” Keisha asked grumpily with a fierce look on her face, she stared at me like her archenemy.

“Nothing,” I muttered while bowing my head. I knew not to be arrogant or I will be in trouble, my wound hasn't healed from the interrogations of yesterday.

I knew that I might pass out if they were to beat me. I have endured many tortures so far and I knew that it's only a matter of time. I will be independent as soon as I'm eighteen. I would have run away before if it weren't for the inheritance that my parents left for me.

I don't want to let them down, I want them to be proud of me even if they are dead. I want to live up to their expectations.

“You better,” she hissed out with an irritated look on her face.

Asher chipped in “I still don't understand why your parents haven't killed her yet even after all her sluggishness. She is just a waste of space and food. She will only keep feeding on your family like a caterpillar, she won't do you any good”

“I have brought this up with my parents countless times but they didn't agree. I would have taken care of her if it weren't for my parents” Keyla said with an agitated look on her face.

“She is a witch, she doesn't deserve to live. Her parents must have regretted their action of not flushing her out when they had the chance,” Keisha who has been silent all this while said.

It hurt me hearing their hurtful words but I didn't say a word. I'm fine with them bullying and insulting me as long as they don't cross my bottom line. They chatted with themselves as if I wasn't there but I could only swallow my breath.

“Her wretched parents must have been just like her,” Keisha said and my eyes which were gloomy before were filled with anger.

“Her mother must have been a b***h who specializes in seducing men. She must have been taught how to act pitifully in front of men by her mother,” Asher added disdainfully.

My eyes turned red with anger and I stood up at once. I folded my hand into a fist and hit Asher on her face but I couldn't.

I wanted to fight her because she touched my bottom line and that is insulting my parents. I hate it when my parents are being insulted, and they just did that.

“You’ve learnt how to fight back,” Keyla said.

“It’s none of your business,” I replied angrily and didn't give up. I attacked Asher continuously but I was unable to do anything to hurt her.

She kicked my stomach and I fell to the ground abruptly. I knew that it was a dead end for me to retaliate but I don't mind, I won't let anyone insult my parents.

“I wonder what she did to Logan?”

“He has been fixated on her since morning,” Keyla said while staring at me like she could see through me.

I shuddered in fear under her gaze, the anger that I was feeling earlier was gone as I realized that they must have another agenda for coming here and that alone makes me scared.

“What do you do to him?” Asher asked as she moved toward me, I tried moving backward but I couldn't. My back is now on the wall, there is nowhere to run to. Sweat drips down my face as I realize that I'm in for another treat.

I knew not to tell anyone about us being mates because that will cause trouble to me and Logan. Although I don't recognize him, that doesn't mean it won't bring hatred to me.

I knew that even if they don't do anything to me Logan will, he isn't as easy going as he seems. He wanted to destroy my face because I told Keyla's parents that he used my money to buy insecticides. I knew that he might want my head next if I'm to tell others that he is my mate.

Being his mate is dangerous.

“What do you do to him?” Asher asked as she grabbed my hair. She dragged me out of the house with my hair. I groaned in pain as I tried to break free from her grip but I couldn't.

I was too weak.

“You will tell me what you did to get his attention,” Asher said and beckoned onto Keyla and Keisha to join her.

Kicks after punches filled my whole body. I was unable to move, I could only protect my head while desperately trying to explain myself but I wasn't given the chance. Soon the attack on me stopped, and I breathed a sigh of relief hoping that I won't get beaten anymore.

“Go get a pair of scissors,” Asher said to Keyla who trotted into the house. I knew what would come next and that's my hair being cut.

I feel relieved knowing that my long hair will be short and I hope that it will save me some trouble after today. My face was bruised.

Pain surged through my body, and I shuddered. I laid on the ground motionless while trying to move less. I gritted my teeth while trying not to scream out in pain or cry.

“Let’s get started,” Keisha said happily.

They wouldn't go this far unless they have a reason so they won't be criticized, and they have the perfect reason for that today. I knew that I won't be able to escape their grasp today.

Asher grabbed my hair and started cutting it ruthlessly, my long hair fell in front of my eyes. I stared at the hair on the floor. I had always liked my hair but it caused me trouble countless times.

Girls hate my hair and eyes plus my face and figure but I hate them all. I always try to hide it but I couldn't hide it from them.

My head stings as Asher uses my hair to drag my head up as she cuts my hair. My head hit the ground and blood seeped into my mouth. I wailed silently as they spat on me before walking away.

I laid on the floor in front of the house injured, my clothes were torn. I laid weakly unable to move.

Tears streamed down my face.

I spat out a mouthful of blood as I tried to regain my strength. I couldn't help but hate Logan. As soon as I started getting in contact with him I have been unlucky, he is my bad luck.

Like on a cue. I saw a pair of boots. I raised my head and saw Logan.

Different thoughts filled my head. As to why he is here.

A scream escaped my mouth in an instant.