Dear Ex-Mate, I Want You Back

Fury

Lyra's POV:

I stood there like a mouse in the midst of vultures, watching the daughter rain insults at me, down from how I looked to my dress.

" Andriane, that is enough. That is nowhere near how I trained you to behave. You should treat her and accord her the same respect you give me. Do you hear that?" She asked both of them.

They both looked just as surprised as me, but she said nothing.

Andre did not say anything, leaving the house and banging on the door so loudly that the whole house shook.

" This is not over yet" Andriane said as she sulked off too.

I just stood there, the surprise still keeping my feet rooted.

" Don't listen to them. I swear I trained that girl to be better than that. I know my husband gets angry when his requests are not fulfilled, so come quickly, let us get you prepared for him" she said.

I gulped, wanting to grovel and beg, wanting to ask her to let me leave, perhaps I could run away, through the borders and settle in a human community. Anything would be better than staying here, in this place where I seemed to be hated more than necessary.

The room she took me to was small but beautiful and a hand maid came in the very moment we settled down.

" This is where you will be staying. I'm sorry it looks so out of touch, but I was not expecting a visitor. He could have at least called to warn me.

And this is Valerie. She would help you with getting ready and when she is done, I would take you to your husband's chambers" she said, and with that, she turned around to leave, but my voice stopped her.

" But...why are you so kind to me?" I asked her.

She paused, as though thinking about her reply for a while, before finally saying.

" Because of the fear in your eyes" she said, walking out and leaving me with Valerie.

Valerie was kind. To some extent, she almost made me feel like I belonged here, almost made me feel like I wouldn't hate being a wife here.

" You are so beautiful. With the right food and good sleep, you should be the prettiest girl these lands have ever seen. Your hair could be soaked in the water for longer than necessary though" she said, causing a small smile to grow on my face.

It took longer than I had imagined, but finally, I was ready.

From my crisp clean hair down to the simple gown that I had been given to wear, I almost believed her words. I did look pretty, perhaps too pretty.

" We should get going now. He gets angry when he is not given what he wants, like some child." The Luna said after giving me once over again to make sure that I was prim and proper.

As we drew closer to his chambers, I could feel my hands sweating incessantly. The very first time I had s*x, I enjoyed it. There was no telling if I would enjoy it again now, not when the man did not hold a single love for me in his heart.

She knocked on the door and his usual gruff voice told us to come in. I felt my knees wobble as I stepped into his spacious room.

Perhaps I could back out now, bolt through the open door and head for the trees. Perhaps they won't mind if I leave. Maybe he would be pleased, in fact, to not have anything to do with me again.

" You can leave" he said, and I knew he was not talking to me.

As she left, the door sounding behind her with a grim note of finality, I finally came to terms that I was truly and well alone in the room with this man.

" Strip," he said simply.

My hands quivered as I took off the clothes, taking off the silky underwear that I had been given and letting it all drop to the floor.

He eyed my body ravenously, looking at me as though he could not wait to have me under him.

" Turn around" he said again and, with wobbly legs, I did just that, turning around, my shame and my pride now lost.

" Come here quickly" he said, his breathing uneven, his mouth nearly watering.

I climbed the bed obediently, closing my eyes even as I heard him unbuckle his trousers and drop them to the floor, climbing on top of me and crushing me with his whole weight as he pushed in, a guttural grasp emanating from him as he looked at me, pushing through my barriers again, my s*x beginning to hurt and throb with every thrust he did.

After what felt like years, I finally felt his breath hitch as he groaned, his semen floating out from underneath my legs and pooling on the bed.

I was shivering, the tears running down my eyes not making any motion to stop anytime soon.

When I finally felt his weight lift off my body, I thought it was over, until a sound slap landed on my jaw, making my eyes whip open and my lips quiver.

" How dare you lie to me that you were a virgin! You made me pay for tampered goods. Who did it? Who was the i***t that took what was supposed to be mine." He yelled at me, every word cutting through me like steel as I begged the moon goddess to end my pain there.

" You won't say anything, huh? You f*****g slut!" He yelled again, his hand falling heavily on me. And again and again, till my nose was bleeding and his bashing of my head into the bed frame caused it to splinter.

After a while, he stopped turning to look at me coldly.

“Get your filthy self out of my room. And don't even think of washing your pathetic body in any of my rooms. Ask that you be led to the basement. That is where you should stay from today onward, he said, his voice cold, leaving me reeling in pain.