CLAIMED BY MY FATHER'S MATE

Nyra’s POV “Babe!” I called as I dropped the transparent box of red velvet cake with the inscription ‘Happy mating anniversary’ on the dining table. My voice echoed through Cain's mansion. Cain Blackthorne—the prince heir of the Blackthorne pack—was my mate, and today was our two years mating anniversary; that was why I brought cake for celebrations. Cain has been the best man ever. Caring, loving and spoiling me silly. When I discovered that he was my mate, I thought I found favor in the sight of the Goddess. “Babe,” I called again, climbing the stairs up to his room, my heels hitting the marble floor sharply. No response; just total, sickening silence. The moment I reached the door, my legs froze as I heard a low, but unmistakable sound of moans and grunts. “Oh.. yes baby,” a lady's voice echoed through. “Yes—oh—f**k—Hmmm” My breath seized completely as I blinked severally to be sure that I did not end up in the wrong mansion. But when I opened my eyes, I was in the f*****g right place. The sound grew louder now, piercing through my chest and ripping it into a thousand shards. I gritted my teeth tightly and clenched my chest in a futile attempt to contain the pains that were threatening to consume me. I thought of running off—disappearing from the surface of the earth completely—but then, I'd like to let him know that I discovered his betrayal. I let out a shaky breath, twisted the doorknob and stood by the door frame. The air was thick with lust, arousal and betrayal. The sight unfolding before me seized the air from my lungs. Isla Graves—the infamous College bully, self proclaimed Queen of Highlights and my personal nightmare—was seated at the edge of the bed, head thrown back, fingers fisted into the spread and moans spilled out shamelessly. While my straight A mate was naked, knelt before her, his head buried between her thighs and one of his hands squeezing her breasts roughly. Cain has never devoured me like he was doing to her. His touch was never enough. Our s*x has always been boring but because of the love I have for him, I never saw his insufficiency. My wolf roared painfully and angrily at the betrayal, then she fell silent and hollow. Tears ran down my cheeks, my lips trembled as I fought the desperate urge to not scream down the place because I was about to go insane. Instead, I took in a deep shaky breath. “How could you?” I asked, my voice was surprisingly calm and steady. Cain removed his head from between Isla's thighs and looked back at me, eyes wide with terror and there was all c*m all over his lips and chin. As for Isla—her nose only flared up with irritation at being interrupted and then her lips curled into a devilish smirk like she was enjoying every bit of my devastation. “Nyra… what are you doing here?” he asked, sprang up to his feet, already picking up his briefs and throwing them on. “I came here for a surprise celebration of our two years mating anniversary," I spat, my chest rising and falling. He cursed under his breath and ran a hand through his hair; It looked like he had totally forgotten about the anniversary. I let out a bitter scoff. “I trusted you, Cain but you betrayed me—you betrayed our bond.” Regrets flashed in his eyes. “It is not what you think, Nyra.” He tried to touch him but I took a step back, never wanting his disgusting hand that he had used on that b***h on me. “Then explain!” I folded my arms across my chest. “What other explanation is there to the fact that you are f*****g that b***h! So, you've been cheating on me all these while and that is why you never touch me properly.” “No, Nyra.” He shook his head vigorously. “I swear, this is the first time I'm f*****g her and it is a mistake. I promise it won't happen again.” “Actually..” Isla said coolly, her voice disgustingly sweet as she stood and stepped closer to us, her hands grabbing her breasts. “... this is the second time. The first time was at the Fresher's welcome party last month.” My stomach knitted. I was with him at that Fresher's welcome party and he still had the audacity to have s*x with another woman. That must be when he took an excuse to use the restroom. He stayed there for a long time and when I asked him, he told me he had a stomach ache. “Shut up b***h!” Cain growled, shooting daggers at Isla. His eyes became soft and pleading when he looked back at me. “Don't listen to her, Nyra. You know she has always been jealous of you. She wants to destroy us.” “And you let her!” I spat, my voice trembling with barely restrained rage. “You gave her the chance to destroy us, Cain,” I cried, pressing a palm to my face; I don't want this b***h to see my tears. “And I'm sorry,” he said softly, gripping my shoulders. “I'm so sorry, Nyra. I won't cheat on you again and I promise…. to touch you right from now on. The only reason why I haven't been doing that is because you are my mate and not some slut that should be touched recklessly.” This bastard! Such an excuse, huh? Who told him I was some innocent girl. I had used s*x toys to satisfy myself more times than I could count. I sniffed, wiped off my tears and looked at him. “You know what… I'm done with you, Cain.” I removed the diamond ring that he used to propose to me a month ago and slapped it on his chest. “I'm rejecting you right now.” “No, you can't, Nyra. I love you. I still do…” “You don't. If you love me… you won't hurt me like you did.” He fell silent. My voice rose with anger. “I, Nyra Maxwell reject you, Cain Blackthorne, as my mate and future Alpha.” My heart clenched painfully. Our wolves stirred violently and the bond pulled, ready to snap off if he accepted the rejection… “I won't accept your rejection, Nyra.” His eyes were cold and voice became possessive as he added, “You are mine, Nyra. And you won't break up with me over one silly mistake.” Now, he wasn't sorry anymore; if anything, he thought I was overreacting. He stepped closer, his breath warm against mine. “I guess you've had a tough day, so I suggest you go back to your dorm, get some sleep and think about everything you will lose if you break up with me. Tell me.. how would you pay your tuition fee if I withdraw my scholarship? Or your other bills? Will you go back to working ten part time jobs at once?” “That is none of your f*****g business!” I yelled, hating how right he was. An orphan with no one to support me… how would I survive without him? “Just accept the damn rejection,” I added. He let out a cold, mocking laugh. “Silly you, Nyra. You know you are nothing without me.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead and walked past me. “And happy anniversary mate,” he called behind me. And that was it…he was gone. I froze there, staring at Isla who was grinning from ear to ear. “w***e!” I cursed and stormed away.