The Southern King's Hoax Mate

CHAPTER 7~~FOOLISH ARRANGEMENT~~

~~DEONISIA~~

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I let out a groan as I peel off the hand wrapped around my waist, hindering me from getting off the bed. From the clock on the nightstand, I could tell it was five minutes past four in the morning and I should be out doing my morning laps before training starts. 

Training starts at five and I usually run laps around the walls of the palace before the training. On days when I don't feel too tired, I run ten or twelve laps, but today, being one of those days, I might just go for five laps. 

I throw my legs off the bed, after successfully detaching myself from the sleeping Alpha, and I walk around the room, changing out of my pajamas into my training kit. 

It took five minutes to wash my face and get ready. Once done, I walked towards the door to make my way out of the room when arm suddenly wraps around me and I hissed. 

"Let go Amaruq, I don't have time for this nonsense."

It was Hadrians wolf. "Where are you going this early? Come back to bed."

"I have training in an hour, and I need to run laps. I don't know what my being in bed does for you, if we both sleep like north poles apart. By the way, it's time for you to get back to your mate. I don't want trouble and I definitely don't want to deal with your human."

Amaruq lets out a groan as he turned me in his arms to face him, and I sighed. It's been three months since everything happened and I would say these past three months have been nothing as I expected it.

Training has to be the only constant thing that I am sure of. A month after Hadrian's mating ceremony, his wolf started sneaking into my room. I got a scare the night I woke up and felt arms wrapped around me; I thought it was the prince until Amaruq spoke and I realised he had pushed Hadrian to the back of his mind and locked him out.

I had thrown a huge fit, wanting him out of my room, but Alora had pushed forth and I did not know what happened for hours until she removed the wall blocking me out. 

I don't know what they discussed, but I knew it had to do with Hadrian's second chance mate and somehow Amaruq doesn't want her, or so I believed. Alora wouldn't tell me, but she insisted Amaruq needs her or they needed each other. What for? I don't know, but over the weeks I figured it out, Hadrian was losing control of his wolf. 

Something about him mating with his second chance mate, and Amaruq sought Alora at night to stay sane. I didn't like the idea of that one bit, because he was using us. They didn't want us, rejected us, but now Amaruq suddenly needs my scent to stay sane? 

I had fought against the idea, but I agreed eventually because Alora seems to need him also, which annoyed me, because I am doing perfectly fine without Hadrian or his wolf. Why would my wolf be a complete weakling and just turn a fool for him? 

Still, I agreed to let him share my bed, two days in the week and there was definitely a rule in place, he cannot to touch me and Alora should never push forth while I am asleep to do anything with him. 

If I didn't agree, I knew one way or the other, Amaruq would get into Alora's head and do things without my consent. I don't want my body or mind to be tricked into things I am not aware of. 

"The bed feels warmer with you on it, besides you know we don't have to sleep apart. We could warm each other, like the other night." I knew he would bring this up again, the corny bastard.

"That night happened six weeks ago and you know it wouldn't have if I wasn't careless with my heat and Alora is stupid enough to give in to whatever bullshit you told her. You are not my mate Amaruq and that night will never happen again, it was a mistake that I do not wish to recreate, either with your or Hadrian. Leave my room, your time is up."

I break out of his hold, pushing him away from me before stepping out of my room and I closed the door behind me. 

~I am sorry.~ Alora mumbled, and I snarled at her.

~Sorry won't fix the damage you did. I can't believe you would ever think of doing that was right? How could you do that? I trusted you and you opened legs for that animal, really if you were itching for a fvck you could have gone for any other wolf for him. Do you know how hard it is for me to keep my head high around him?~

I was livid, because I can never miss the downsizing tone Amaruq uses on me whenever he mentions that night, like it is some sort of achievement for him. 

Even though I do not have the memories of what he and Alora did, the knowledge still hurts, knowing she could stoop so low for how many hours of what? I had suppressants.

It was difficult to walk to the bathroom with the pain, and for a moment all I wanted to do was close my eyes and just try to live through the pain until it reduces and I can walk to the bathroom. Just that simple moment, Alora pushed forward, and the rest was history. 

~It's not like that. You're making it sound as if I am a slut.~

~What are you? If not a slut, because you have no shame or decency if you do, you wouldn't have s*x with a wolf that rejected us.~

Alora went silent after my words and I hissed, while trudging down the staircase to the main living room, and someone cornered me.

"Why do you reek of my mate?" Speak of the b***h I didn't want to deal with. Here she is again.

"Good morning your highness." I bowed to her, ignoring her question as I tried to walk past her, but she drags me back.

"I asked you a question, you slut." This is what I have to deal with since she became Hadrian's mate. I told know what the prince told her, because at first we were warming up to each other. I liked her. She was cool, and she also tried making friends with me, but Hadrian didn't like that and suddenly she started throwing insults at me every chance she got..

It only got worse when Amaruq started coming into my room, and I would be a fool to think she doesn't know, because definitely if he is in my room, my scent would be all over him.

"Your highness, I heard your question but you already know the answer, so why must I waste my time." I knew it was coming, and it didn't surprise me when she smacked my face. She would, she always does, but who am I to retaliate.

"You are a lowlife gold digging slut. You think opening your legs for my mate would make him want you? I am his mate okay, get that into your omega head."

Same words, same insult. At this, point, her insult doesn't even hurt me because I know why she is bitter.

"Your highness, I do not want your mate. You should ask him why he sneaks to my room instead of harassing me every chance you get. Besides, it's not a fault of mine if you can't keep your mate in your bed."

My mouth was never my best bet because it always has a mind of its own and definitely doesn't wait for my mind to process things before it goes on full on defending mode. 

My mouth did it again and my neck snapped to the right as a hard smack hit my face. My jaw hurt, but I had to hold in the pain. It is nothing compared to punches from the male wolves I spare with and I survive that. 

I was too slow to note my environment, and it was too late for me to realise the queen was coming down the stairs. I wouldn't have known if not for Amabel, who doubled over, wrapping her hands around her stomach while wincing and groaning in pain.

"What's going on here? Ama, what happened to you?" The queen rushed over to the Hadrian's mate and I wonder how the queen couldn't see through her pretense.

"My stomach hurts, argh. I can't stand." The drama. Amabel crouched down, with tears streaming down her heads and I almost face-palmed because what was she doing this for.

"What happened to your stomach? Did you hit something bad?" The queen was literally in panic mode, and I didn't quite understand why.

"She hit me. Your highness."

"What!, she did what?" My eyes widen at the obvious lie and from how the queen glared at me with death in her eyes.

"What is your problem, Deonisia? Are you trying to kill the future heir to the throne?." I flinched as the queen barked the words, her eyes throwing daggers at me while she tried to soothe the crying female.

"My queen. I did no such thing. I wouldn't dare."

"Shut it Deonisia, I am tired and my ear is full of different complaints about you. Ever since Amabel entered this palace, you have been crude to her. Even the prince complains of your unruly attitude towards the future queen and now you want to harm the kingdom's heir. You are growing wings. I will have you removed from this palace before you become a major problem."

I stood stunned. Shock was an understatement as I processed the queen's words. Me? Prince Hadrian was reporting me to the queen. For what? 

I didn't even know Amabel was pregnant. I was the one getting abused a few minutes ago and now I am suddenly a trouble maker.

"Come, I'll help you back to your room." I watched as the queen helped Amabel to her feet and together they climbed up these stairs. Wasn't this the same queen that treated me like family? I guess I am no longer family if I pose a threat to the kingdom. 

I don't blame either of them though; I blame Alora and Amaruq. This nonsense wouldn't be happening if they both weren't in existence. As for Amaruq, it's time I put an end to that stupid arrangement. 

I cast my eyes away from the retreating figure of the queen and I made my way out of the palace building. I'll use the minutes I have left before training to run laps and just ignore everything for that split moment.