His MATE

Chapter 9

ierce pushed Amelia off and went after Cordelia. He didn't know why because he didn't care about her, but he just ran after her. "Cordelia!" He called and stopped her from running out the door by grabbing her by the waist. "Let me go! Go back to your little whore." She struggled in his arms and tried to push Pierce away. But Pierce tightened his arms around her and slammed his lips into hers.

Cordelia froze and just stood there. She didn't move nor kiss back. Pierce eventually pulled back and looked into her eyes. Once the shock she felt after he kissed her, she then slapped him which distracted him for a second before she was able to pull out of his arms and run out the door.

"See? She doesn't want you. She sees you as a monster. A bastard. Which you are. But I don't mind that you are." Amelia said and tried pulling him back to his office only to have her wrist grabbed tightly by him. "You, Amelia, are going to the prison and staying there until I say you are able to get out. Brian!" Pierce yelled and Brian quickly came out of the hallway. "Yes, alpha?" Brian asked. "Take Amelia to the prison. Don't let her out until I say." Brian grabbed Amelia and took her to the prison. "I'll get out of there one day, Pierce."

Pierce huffed and collapsed on the couch, which was the closest comfortable piece of furniture. "I knew I sensed you were stressed, young one. Is everything alright?" Genevieve asked him, sitting down next to him. Shrugging, Pierce shifted himself so he would be facing her. "I'm not sure." He growled, not sure if he should be angry or happy Cordelia is angry with him. Now that he was thinking of it, he himself was mostly happy that she was mad at him. He didn't like her. But something down in him was angry. Something deep down was angry at him because he made her mad. But Pierce ignored that feeling.

"Is it because of that girl running out on you? If so, it might've been you and not her." Genevieve suggested, mostly prodding at his buttons to see what he would say or do, but said that in a suggesting voice. Not an annoying voice.

Pierce growled at her lowly. Somehow, at the same time, he felt that she was wrong but knew she was most likely right, again, for the millionth time on this topic. But he wanted to be the one who was right for once. Why couldn't people see that he didn't want to be around anyone who he could potentially fall for. Which could be anyone, he thought to himself. He lost two people he loved most and it broke him into too many pieces and after all this time, he was still picking them up. He had to grow up way too fast. Only being 11, he had become alpha. He hadn't one clue then how to run a calculator. Much less a whole pack with at least a thousand people counting on you. That broke him down even more. 

"Don't try hiding it, Pierce. You and I both know, deep, deep, deep, down inside you, she's important. Your inner wolf and moon goddess chose the two of you to be together for a reason. Maybe she could try breaking your walls down and show you how to love. Just give it a chance." Genevieve told him, and left before he could comment on that. Maybe he was right, he thought. Maybe she could break his walls and help him love again. The only thing holding him back, was fear. Fear was the thing. That, pain, and revenge fueled his hatred and him building the walls he made to hide himself and make everyone feel the same pain he did all those years ago. But maybe she could help.

Making his decision, he rose, and set out to find Cordelia. Which wasn't that hard because she was a hundred feet away from the pack house, seeming completely helpless, not knowing where to go. Pierce felt bad but found it kind of funny to see the girl who thought she was confident and the one who she thought could help anyone, be in need of assistance and needed comforting.

He set a comforting hand on her back, to tell her he was there. She jumped and shot around to look at him. "Hey, I'm... I'm really sorry with all this. I... shouldn't have brought you here, I shouldn't have done what I did. I didn't... Sorry won't help, I know but I thought it would be a start and I wanted..." He was flailing, not knowing what to say next or what to do. He was just as lost with words as much as Cordelia was lost period. He knew he'd never get her to forgive him but maybe he could try getting her to trust him.

"Anna.. You're friend right? Long blonde hair, blue eyes, and freckles. Ya?" Pierce asked, trying to bring up the subject of her. He had found a girl that looked exactly like that on the ground after Cordelia was taken away who wasn't dead, but damn near death. He felt bad for the girl so he had her taken to the pack and as far as he knew, she was doing okay. And he thought her name was Anna.

Cordelia nodded. "I heard she was dead. Because of you." Cordelia spat. Pierce shook his head. "After... After I had someone bring you here, I found her. She was dying. But I had her brought back here. She's doing okay from what I heard." He told her, holding out his hand to Cordelia. "I'll take you to her, if you'd like." He mumbled. Hesitantly, Cordelia took his hand and followed him to wherever he was taking her.

It looked like a hospital building from what Cordelia thought. With some medical stuff and different rooms with different hospital bed type beds. Pierce stopped her at one room and peered in. "Is she in there?" Cordelia asked all too eagerly. Pierce nodded and opened the door fully and let her walk in.

"Oh Anna." Cordelia gasped and ran to the bed side. Anna was bruised badly, but looked fine nonetheless. Werewolves had fairly good healing. But if you get severely hurt, to the point where you're either dying or close to death, it took awhile.

Anna smiled up at her and sat up. "Lowell told me you died. How.. how are you not dead?" Cordelia teared up and held Anna's hand. Anna shrugged. "I was trying to help everyone get out of the pack as best as I could. Until I saw little Victoria get attacked. So I changed and attacked the wolf who had killed her. I was hurt pretty bad and I passed out. But then I woke up and was here."

She looked up at Pierce. "Oh hey. Who's this?" Anna asked, gesturing to Pierce. "We aren't in our pack anymore, Anna. This is Pierce. He's the bastard alpha who had attacked our pack." Cordelia mumbled. Anna's eyes went wide in fear and shock. "So why in the hell are you with him, Dels? Are you insane?" Anna asked her, giving Cordelia a look. Sighing, Cordelia gave a shrug. "He's.. he's my mate. Okay? That's why. He's not the nicest or easiest person to be around but.. I don't know. It's hard to explain." Cordelia stuttered.

Pierce rolled his eyes. He didn't understand why he was even trying to work things out with the silly girl. She was just a girl. Not someone who he wanted to be with. He turned on his heel and stomped out of the room. He was not going to listen to what she had to say. Seconds later, footsteps were heard behind him. "Where are you going?" Cordelia asked him, trying to catch up to him but stumbled over her feet.

Pierce stopped suddenly, causing Cordelia to run into his back. Pierce turned around to face her and just his height scared her a little. Even though she was almost 6 feet tall, he was probably almost 7 feet tall, Cordelia thought. Which made her feel small compared to him. He didn't say anything and just looked at her. "Why did you leave?" She asked him. He shrugged. "Don't know." He huffed. Cordelia crossed her arms. "Of course you do. You wouldn't have left if there wasn't a reason." She told him, looking him straight in the eye. He shrugged again. "Well what if I don't wanna be your mate? Huh? Maybe that's why I left. I didn't like you calling me your mate."

Cordelia didn't know why, but her heart dropped and broke. Why did he have to act this way? She thought to herself. Changing from being mean to try to being loving, than back to being mean again.She poked him in the chest. "Well you are. Just because we don't like each other doesn't mean we aren't. Too bad." Cordelia growled. Pierce grabbed her hand and moving it away from his chest.

Electricity was sent down Cordelia's arm. She gasped lightly and pulled her hand away. Pierce raised a brow at her. "Something wrong, little girl?" He hummed and started to turn away from her again but she wasn't going to let him leave just like that. Grabbing the back of his shirt, she pulled him back. "I'm not done with you, yet, sir. Don't walk away."

Growling, he managed to get his shirt out of her grip. "Why can't you just leave me alone for once? Dang. And you're always so back and forth. You're scared of me then you're mad then you try to act confident and it gives me a damn headache." Pierce snapped in grabbed her by the shoulders. "Can't you see that I don't need to be loved? That I don't need a freaking mate? I'm fine on my own and I don't need you! Just freaking go!"

Cordelia c****d her head to one side at the sight in front of her. The big, scary, cruel, isolated man, standing 6 inches in front of her, was crying. Then and there, Cordelia felt like there was another side to Pierce. A fearful, broken, scared side of him. Something happened to him to cause him to be a monster and she was going to find out what that one thing was.

She lightly put her hands on his face. Pierce winced away slightly but allowed her to do it. "There's something wrong. You're hurting and I want to know why. You're holding in all the pain that was inflicted on you and you became the way you are now. I'm sorry I'm such a burden on you. And I'm still greatly upset with you. But I won't leave you alone until you let me know what is wrong."

She then wrapped her arms around his neck lightly. Pierce subconsciously wrapped his arms around her waist and gently pulled her into him. Something unlocked in him that no one could unlock. And he didn't know how to feel about it.