Nyx Pov
Last night wasn't easy for me in the cold room meant for mates but it helped ease the ache in my lower groin. I slept off and woke up the next morning only to hear that Zayn was getting married to his girlfriend, Lily.
I didn't know when the tears slipped off my eyes, I shouldn't feel this burning sensation at the pit of my heart but I couldn't help it but who am I to even tell this to anyone. My brother was getting married and it was perfect. The same old me would be excited years ago and tease him about it but I was here bawling my eyes out and acting so disgustingly.
"You need to get up from there before Alveria finds you there.." Naty cooed at me, her gaze was laced with pity and I nodded, wiping my tears off and joined her in wiping the plates. Alveria was the chief maid and I was reported to my father last night that I fled meanwhile I was in the cold room but how could I tell him that, they didn't even know I had a wolf and his reaction was brutal by extending my stay here.
"Tell me Naty." I propped my hip on the foyer and dropped the plates now staring at Naty whose blue eyes blinked in anticipation. She was the only one who treated me with respect and I loved her for It. "What's the worst mate the moon goddess can pair someone with?" I asked, curling my lips upwards.
" Your enemy." She blurted out instantly. " An enemy you hate is the worst thing that could happen but with the mate bond, I don't think that hatred will exist anymore."
She explained and pushed the remaining plates Into the basket wheeler.
"What about siblings? Is that even possible?" I asked again, wanting to confirm my fears and delusional feelings. Maybe I was just too emotional and eager last night.
"Ah! That's a Taboo!" She laughed and threw her head and sneered in a disgusting manner. "The moon goddess can't do that, it's against the law of nature." She told me and my heart dropped in dread, making me swallow hard..
Then what was I feeling last night? The scent, the possession?
Was my mate hiding somewhere last night and refused to show up?
As much as I thought about this, I couldn't help the unsettling feeling of irritation brewing up in my chest at the possibility of not being with my brother or my brother being with another person. I hated this feeling but I couldn't help it
Right now in the midst of the engagement party, I was sore and tired with a heavy heart that was filled with pain. The mockery was too much, I was bashed as a bastard because there's no way I will be working as a maid while my sister walks on golden carpet and my brother was the man of the night.
I dropped the last wine on the table with glasses and Huffed out tiredly as I needed to get the hell out of this place but a cold grip on my arms made me flinch instantly and I looked up to stair at a pair of bright sapphire eyes who sized me up and down, drawing a map of domination on my body and I cringe.
"You're the youngest aren't you?" He asked himself with a tone of amusement to be sure as stared at me and I winced, wriggling my hands from his grip.
"Who are you?" I glared at him and he smiled, a very pretty one that reaches his dimples and I marvel at how one can be effortlessly beautiful.
"I won't hurt you Caramore, you're my sweet price." He said huskily and I wondered if he mistook me for someone else. His cologne was so rich and expensive, he looked like a rich personality and he took me over by surprise state to pull me closer.
"Come, let me show you something. You're mine after all." He grinned at me and I was too confused to say a word but follow this strange rich man to the VIP room where the top guest stay.
"What do you mean by being your price? Do you even know me from anywhere?"
He nodded, smirking at me as he took off his jacket.
"I know you, a weak worthless daughter of Espen Thanos of Plarick Pack." The words rolled out freely and I felt a hot shame washed through me that turned into raw anger.
"But you intrigue me and I'm glad I made the right choice." He smiled again but this time his hands caressed my hands and his head tilted as if to sniff my neck when the door was banged open and a hot punch flew to the face of my captor. I gasped and stepped backwards when I realised it was Zayn. He looked so mad and punched his nose again.
"Stay the f**k away from my sister." He growled in disgust but the man smirked and wiped the blood off his nose.
"Protective much?" He asked with a smug grin, totally unaffected at my brother's scary face that made me shrink.
"Who the f**k are you? Don't you ever in your life touch her again!" His words came out with Venom and I shifted backwards again only to gasp at the hard figure that hit my back and I turned sharply only to see the same guy from last night that ran in a blur.
Yes, he almost didn't look real but he's standing right at my back.
"Like hell, I will listen to your words Zayn! I will touch her, bed her and make her carry my damn heir just like the beauty she is." I gasped in dread and stared at this man who wielded so much audacity.
Zayn could kill as his eyes burned with hot intensity, his Irises was a flash of his animalistic colour and he took a step closer to him.
"What the f**k did you just say?"
"She's mine Zayn, I'm getting married to your kid sister so f**k off."