My Ugly Mate

Hidden Truths

Jonathan

Kendra, every since we f****d that night of her birthday, I couldn’t get her out my head. I’ve looked forward to her calling me… and that call never came. I wanted to just brush her off and forget about her, but I’ve yet to find my mate and she’s… s**t, f*****g beautiful, funny, and man, she’s f*****g beautiful. That night, we talked as though we were best f*****g friends, I had her howling, both ways. I didn’t want the night to end, and that nightcap, I’ve had plenty of one night stands, but none as kinky and hot as with Kendra. I wanted her to call me so badly, but I understood, completely. It was just a one time thing. I even took the liberty of visiting her pack, to see if I can get a chance at seeing her, but to no avail. I didn’t want to ask around either, mainly because it’s possible she could’ve found her mate by now, and I didn't want to have any problems. It sucks ass, for real, but hey, maybe one night is what it’s supposed to be. Anyways, that was a year ago and still, no mate. I can’t even begin to describe how depressing this has been. “Hey, Larry.” I called my wolf. “What up?” I took a second to think of my reply. Larry has been in a depressed mood as well, he’s lonely, just like me, but he’s also hopeful, not like me. I’m about to have the same conversation we’ve had for the 100th time.

“No dawg, we’re not taking a mate, stop f*****g asking.” He immediately responds. I rolled my eyes, s**t, so much for this talk again,but f**k it, I understand. “n***o, we need to make a decision. I’m tired of being by myself. Pick a poison bruh.” I urged him. I don’t hear a reply, s**t, he blocked me. I rolled my eyes and continued about my business. I was working today, needing to take my mind off everything. So, I decided to train the new warriors on defense and counterattack. It’s a class, no bigger than 25 students, mostly males. I walked in as the team was finishing their warmups. “Alright listen, we are missing 5 people, so there should be an even amount of partners today. We’re working on defens…” my greeting is interrupted when Phara, a wolf that I’ve been eyeing for the longest runs in. “I’m so sorry I’m late. Work ran over.” she explains, before finding a spot. I just laughed and continued, “oh-kay. Well, since Miss. Burrow is late, she’ll partner with me. Defense and counterattack, human forms, let’s go!” I yelled.

Everyone hustled to get a partner and began. “You missed warm up ma’am.” I told Phara. She grins and replies, “I do understand Johnny.” She smirks. “That’s Beta around everyone else.” I reminded her. “Sorry, Beta Johnathon.” she corrects herself. “Maybe later, we can work out that first name thing?” she asked, as I dodged her attack and planted her on her back. “Depends on how well you do today with training.” I smirked, standing up to pull her off the ground. Without paying attention, she kicks my legs from under me and slams me on my stomach, hands behind my back. “I think I won.” she whispers in my ear, releasing my arms. I couldn’t help but laugh, she got me. We finished up with training and as I was returning to my room to clean up, my phone went off. I looked at the screen and my heart stopped, this can’t be real. Unknown number: Hey… I um… I know it’s been a while… Damn, I hope this is the right number. This is Kendra… we met a year ago… on my birthday. If this is Johnathon, I would appreciate it if you were to call me back… or just text.

I haven’t heard from her in a full year, and out of the blue, she responds to me. If it’s too good to be true, then I won’t reply and see if she texts me again. See naw, can’t do that because then she’ll think it was the wrong number. I don’t want to seem desperate, but I have been thinking about her until a few months ago. I just figured she found her mate, but no, here she is a year after that night, after I waited to hear from her contact me. After I gave up on hearing from her.. And she texts me. So, now I’m curious as to what she wants. Maybe she wants this d**k again, I mean, I wouldn’t mind giving it to her. I can remember that night clear as f*****g day. Hell, I’ve been jacking off to it, a vivid lively memory that I relive almost every night. When I’m f*****g Phara or Jessica or Laney, I imagine it’s Kendra, which makes the s*x even more amazing. I decided not to reply just yet, but let it sit for a few days. That way, when I do reply, it looks as though I’ve been busy. Also, I’ve decided to keep it on the low from MJ, I don’t need him questioning me about something I know nothing about. I just know, I’m going to bed a muthafucking happy camper.

Kendra

Being out of a coma is weird, everyone is looking at me like I’m a f*****g ghost, when all I was doing was sleeping. A lot has changed as well, such as my job. Yes, my parents did leave me money, but I don’t like not working. It’s boring as f**k and it drives me to shop, thus spending my money. Now that I don’t have a job, I don’t want to work. I feel as though it’s not my fault that I was sleeping for a year. Keyon’s b***h ass is the one who did this to me. He hates me so much, that he decided to f**k a b***h, while I was trying to recover, knowing damn well what that would do to me. I decided that, despite how much I could really f**k with him, to accept his rejection before it gets out of control… more. I was thinking about this before everything that happened. But now, oh sweet suga pie, now I will torture that bastard. And I’ve already set my first “prank” as you would call it. Only this prank will hurt him deeply. I’m just waiting for the right moment for when he wakes up. I’ve been monitoring his every f*****g move, even astroprojecting myself in his bedroom at night. I needed to see what his routine was and I found it. The problem is, I don’t know how to hold the projection long. This s**t took me about a month to accomplish and today, I’ve set my plan in motion.

See, I can’t physically put my hands on Keyon, because he’s a Beta. I could be killed for that and since Trevor forbids me to retaliate against him, I have to do it without being caught. My first motion is to make his ass be in pain for unnecessary reasons, and I’m starting with his favorite s**t, his d**k. The s**t that was inside that broad, who I found out later was f*****g Katalina, that put me in a coma. See, he was thinking with it, so I’m going to help him think about it more. Using a witch friend of mine, I got a masking spray that smells like his room and snuck in there after he took a shower and went down to dinner. His arrogant ass uses two different types of soaps for his body. Body wash and Irish Springs for balls. I have a ghost pepper drop that I brought a few weeks ago and I put three drops on his bar of soap. Now, one thing for sure, he’s very big on being clean, so he bathes like three times a day. I expect him to be in shower right about now, and just like clock work, he is. I’m maybe a few yards from his window. I can hear everything going on in his room right now, thanks to the microphones I planted. Now I wait, and maybe a few minutes later, I hear this tremendous roar/scream escape his room.

It shook the whole entire foundation and I couldn’t help but laugh. What makes this funnier is that he just got through f*****g Katalina the night before and trust, I’m going to fix her ass as well, but she’s not my problem right now, Keyon is. I listened as I heard the guards burst in his room, then like ten minutes later, a few nurses rushed in. What happened after that, I don’t know because I left the scene. But now, it’ll be a few days, maybe a week, before he could f**k again. I’m okay with that, but now it’s time for the second part of my plan. I needed him to feel what I felt, to the point of no return. I needed a f*****g partner and who better to ask, then the man that rocked my f*****g world on my birthday night. The thing is, it’s been a year. Will he even remember me? I made it to my house and looked around for his number. Since it’s been so long, I couldn’t remember where I put it. After searching for a few hours I found it in a drawer. I thought about it for a second, was I truly this mad, that I would use someone to help me carry out a revenge. Honestly yes, I’m past the point of no return. I wish I could control my powers better, but I don’t need them. I don’t need them for anything.

I considered my options and went ahead to shoot him a text. I erased it maybe three times before settling on “Hey… I um… I know it’s been a while… Damn, I hope this is the right number. This is Kendra… we met a year ago… on my birthday. If this is Johnathon, I would appreciate it if you were to call me back… or just text.” After pressing send, I text three other men, just to cover my tracks. I needed a f**k for the next three nights, and I know just the people who can multiple rounds. Keyon thought I was cruel before, I’m just now beginning to show him how cruel I can be. I wouldn’t have an issue with it, had I not been asleep. I don’t care what anyone says, it’s his fault. I know we’re too grown to play these games, but I’m a petty b***h, no one punks me. When I didn’t receive a reply, I just assumed it was the wrong number. Good thing my other three hit me up. I have two that’s willing while the other has found his mate. Good for him, moving on. Step two of my plan is in motion, now step three. I took a shower and put on this baddest f*****g lingrie nightgown I could find. I knew Trevor and Latvia weren’t going to be at dinner, so this would be the time to do this. I put on a Shein nightgown, one that comes to my thighs and is gray with black trims. It shows off my curves nicely.

I walk into the common area and it was automatically all eyes on me. I couldn’t help but smile at everyone who complimented me on my nightgown. It was sexy as hell and comfortable. I sat down and ate, while I watched for Keyon. I know for a fact that he should be out of the clinic by now, so all I’m waiting for is the perfect opportunity. Maybe thirty minutes in his fragrance hits me, making my mouth drool. Damn, why did his scent have to be something so damn delicious. I looked towards the door as he came limping in, walking so slowly. I made eye contact with him and laughed, causing everyone to look at me. I made it look like I was laughing at something on my phone, but then looked up at Keyon. The look in his eyes, when he saw me laughing, was pure anger… and I loved it. I told everyone good night, dumped my tray, and headed out the door. As I walked by Keyon, he grabbed me by arms, stopping me in my tracks. “You might want to let my arms go.” I threatened, glaring at him. I was expecting a snarky comment or some ass backward remark, but what he said made me feel bad briefly about what I caused him. “We need to talk, I want a truce.”

When he said that, I stared at him dumbfoundingly. Did he… I know damn well he didn’t? f**k!!! Now my interest is pigue. “Whatever Keyon.” I said, as I yanked my arms away and exited the hall. s**t!!! He caught me off guard. I can’t stop my plans now, but he asked for a truce. Maybe I should hold off and see what he wants. “Hell f*****g no. Really Kendra, after everything he’s done. For f**k sake, he put you in a coma. Don’t fall for it.” Gretchen warns me. I hate to admit it, but she’s right. For a full year, he’s been doing everything in his power to hurt me, and without fail, put me in a f*****g coma. That’s not something I can easily forget, but I want to know why the sudden change of heart. He could be playing me. “Tread lightly Kendra… I’m warning you. I have a bad feeling about this.” I laughed because, unless he’s planning on taking back his rejection, which I won’t let him. There’s nothing he can say or do that’ll make me trust him again. So why exactly does he want a truce? I can definitely smell something fishy, but until I hear him out. I won’t know for sure.

Keyon

My plan is simply, make her think I want to retract the rejection, get her to fall in love with me, get her to allow me to mark her, and reject her ass. I know it’s not going to be easy, but it’s the only way I can f**k with her more, nothing is working so far and I know she’s behind this f*****g rash I have on my d**k. I’ve f****d Katalina plenty of times, ain’t never had a rash. I don’t know how or when, but she definitely had something to do with it. I have had it up to here with her f*****g with me. Her being in a coma is not my fault, her losing a year of her life isn’t my fault either, and if she thinks pulling bullshit stunts like this will make me back down. I go lower. I’ve had a year to calculate this plan, I’ve thought of every angle and possible outcome. She’s not smart enough to outdo me and I’ll make sure the beast feels like beauty by the time I get done with her. I found a wizard who made a feel-me-not liquid I drink the night of the rejection. It’ll keep Nigel and I from feeling the pain of the rejection, but Kendra, that b***h will feel everything. On top of that, he provided me with a fast loving potion to slip into her drink, causing her to want me faster than usual. What it also does is keep her wolf at bay, so that she doesn’t interfere.

A year, this plan has been marinating. The only problem or obstacle is getting her to speak with me. That’s why I did what I did and said what I said. I need her to put her trust in me so I can break it. I can’t physically kill her, but with the rejection I hope she completely dies from it, then I can come up with an excuse as to why we broke up. My plan involves a house and everything. I can’t do this because we’re on pack grounds. We can live off the grounds and I’ll still have access to it to do my duties and what not. I want her gone, completely gone. I don’t give a f**k about my conscience, I don’t care about nightmares, which really doesn’t scare me. I want Kendra Regina Lowe, out my f*****g live. If I do my plan correctly. She’ll be out my life by the end of next year. I know it’s a long plan, but nothing of this perfection can be rushed. That false sense of love is hard to do. But, it will be done. When her scent hit me, I could almost melt onto the floor. It’s so intoxicating and yummy. I’ve often caught myself wondering how she tastes and feels under me. One time, I had a dream of f*****g her in the shower, the way my name echoed from her mouth turned me on so much.

Granted, that was a year ago. Everything that has happened, happened a year ago. I don’t want her, she’s so f*****g ugly to me. She’s good enough to f**k, not good enough to be with. Shallow, whatever. But I know my type. Right now, I need to focus on healing. My s**t is throbbing and it’s extremely hard for me to walk. Doc thinks it is gonorrhea, but I don’t believe so. Katalina wouldn’t do me like that, but then again, she is the only person I’ve been messing with. Yes, we’ve never f****d with a condom, I can’t stand f*****g condoms, but she’s never burnt me before. It’s not her, it’s got to be something… or someone else. I get to my room and lay down, Nigel has been tripping for the past year. He acts as though I killed Kendra. “Hey man, you gonna speak with me or naw? This silent s**t is irritating.” I called out to him. Nothing. “Nigel, chill the f**k out bruh. Talk to me.” Now I’m even more irritated. “I just want you to know dumbdumb, I don’t condone this petty bullshit you finna get yourself into. You do realize that once she gets over that hurt, she’ll stop at nothing to kill you.” I laughed, he’s in my head, does he not pay attention. “I don’t expect her to live through this last rejection.”

He blocks me out again. He seriously wants his mate, and I completely understand that. But how can he expect me to be happy with mine, when I don’t want her? I think that’s selfish on his part as well. Why can’t he be happy with whoever we…or rather I chose. Katalina is perfect for us, that’s why we mated with her. Oh s**t…. My plan won’t work. Katalina will feel everything and I can’t kill her, trying to kill Kendra. “Ding ding ding, look who finally woke up stupid.” Nigel growls in my ear. f**k, okay. Different course. I fell asleep and felt Katalina crawl in the bed next to me. “Hey baby, how was your day?” she asked, kissing my lips. I looked down at my gorgeous mate and smiled. “I wish it was pleasant.” I confessed. “Yeah, I heard what happened. You don’t think I had anything to do with it do you?” she questioned. “I mean yeah but, it couldn’t be you. I would’ve felt if you were cheating on me. It’s just a weird coincidence that she’s out of a coma and now I’m burning.” I voiced out loud. I know she had something to do with it, I just didn’t have any proof. “Are you seriously suggesting that Kendra is attacking you, for no reason?” Katalina looked at me perplexed. “Why would she do that?” f**k!!! I forgot that she didn't know that Kendra and I were mates. “She has a crush on me… to the point of obsession. I saw her stalking the other day outside my window. I pulled her aside when she was leaving the common area and told her to leave me alone and stop following me.” I lied.

I knew it was wrong, but Katalina has nothing to worry about. Kendra is not a threat to me or her, I can assure her of that. She wraps her arms around me and kisses my lips. “She can’t have you. You’re mine, understand.” she states. “I know baby, no need to worry about her.” I gave her a peck and closed my eyes, any slight movements had my d**k jumping and throbbing. She’s playing with my livelihood, for real. I don’t know how she did it, but I know it was Kendra. Even if it wasn’t, I blame her. My plan to hurt her more needs to come together. I already switched it up and decided to get another vile from the wizard for Katalina. That way, when all this is going on, she won’t feel a thing. I can feel Katalina shuffle beside me, “I’m going to go grab you something to eat. I’m sure you came straight up here.” she says. “Yeah, I did. Thank you baby.” I say. I listened as she walked out the door before going to sleep.

Kendra

I’m in the courtyard talking to Jaquan, catching up on the latest gossip. He and his husband were planning on adopting and were planning also on moving out. We were in mid conversation when I felt someone straight decked the f**k out of me, causing me to fall backwards. I put my hands to my mouth, it’s leaking. I look up at a pissed off Katalina. “Let me make this abundantly clear Kendra Lowe.” she squats down in front of me, “stop.. f*****g… stalking… Keyon. He’s made it clear as day he doesn’t want you. Leave him the hell alone, you stupid Omega. If I catch you anywhere near him, I will end you.” she threatens. As she turned to walk away, I grabbed her by the neck and suspended her in the air, her legs kicking. Jaquan was looking at me crazy because I never left the ground. “How could you possibly think you are entitled to him you f*****g cunt? You’re his chosen mate, I’m his first mate… and by law, I never accepted his rejection, which makes him mine. You’re the homewrecker who I feel him f*****g every night.” I tighten my grip as she struggles to breathe. “I can do what the f**k I want, to him, when the f**k I want.” I growled. By this time, we’ve gathered a crowd and Jaquan is trying to get me to let her go. All I see is f*****g flames around her, my beef wasn’t with her, but now it is.

Once Jaquan managed to break my concentration by turning me away from her. She hit the ground as Keyon roared from across the courtyard, rushing us. He’s at her side instantly as she holds her neck. Then his glaze snaps towards me. If this asshole hasn’t learned by now, I don’t back down from no one, not even Trevor. I just do it to show respect and not punk him in front of his pack. He can’t touch me either. “What the f**k did you do?” he snarls. “SHE defended herself.” Jaquan jumps in. “Your f*****g chosen mate attacked her for no reason while we were talking. You better be lucky that’s all she did.” he says. Pulling me away from the scene. He got me to my house and locked us in, once I calmed down he screams. “b***h, you’ve got powers… and I’m just now finding out. Your best friend for years… and you didn’t trust me enough to tell me?” he says, giving a dramatic heartbroke scene. Jaquan has been my best friend for years, it’s just that within the last year, he was traveling with family. He doesn’t know what happened to me and now would be a good time to fill him in. “Let’s talk, you’ll want to hear this.” I told him, grabbing two sodas and a snack out the kitchen.

45 minutes and lots of in between questions later, Jaquan is crying, fuming mad, and shocked at the same time. “Wow, so that’s what all of this is about? That sexy ass specimen of a man, doesn’t find you attractive. He was put in a coma, and obviously now is telling lies to Katalian, because you won’t accept his rejection. Talk about a bitter ex.” he chuckles. I looked at him wide eyed. “A bitter ex, is that what I’ve become?” I asked. Jaquan laughs, “no, you’re a mad black woman. He started this, don’t you dare back down now, especially after that scene.” Yeah, he’s right. But damn, I feel as though I’ve invested too much time into him. But I’m so f*****g hurt, that hurting him is the only way I can see myself healing from this. “I have to accept his rejection.” I said suddenly. “What?” Jaquan asked suddenly. “I’ve wasted too much time on this. I don’t want to continue this war, it’s draining.” I confessed. “It wasn’t draining to him when he f****d that b***h and put you in a coma for a year. He wasn’t thinking about you then.” he adds, walking out the house. I hate when he does that, his dramatic comments and exits. I ran to the door, “you’re an asshole, you know that?” I yell after him. “Then you should be able to deal with one.” he yells back, waving behind him. I laughed and closed the door.

I took this time to cook and clean up. I was almost done when a knock on the door disturbed me. Rolling my eyes, I walk to the door, just to smell Keyon’s scent. What the f**k does he want? I opened the door as he rushed me, slamming the door behind me. He looks at me, as I look at him. “What do you want?” I asked, fuming. He looks around as if he was looking for someone. “Who else is here?” he asked, eyes glazed over. “None of your f*****g business… now leave.” I said, walking around him and opening the door. He closes it and walks towards me. “I wanted to apologize about Katalina earlier. She didn’t take the news well.” he begins. I must’ve looked stupid. “What news?” I asked. Dead ass, this ungrateful, misogynistic, f**k face clown said, “she was upset that I wanted to make it work between us.” Black n***o say what now? I start laughing, “please get out of my house on your bullshit.” I said, opening the door again. He begins walking out the door and stops in on the first step. “I’m serious Kendra. You’ll see.” then he touches my hand, which sends a shock through me. Damn this f*****g mate bond. Realizing what he did, he smirks and walks down the stairs. What the literal f**k just happened? Is he playing with me? Naw, he’s just messing with me more. That’s all. “Gretchen!” I called her. “Yeah girl, I heard the fuckery.” she replies. This has to be a joke.

I take a shower and go to bed. I had to tell JaQuan about this, I just had to. As I’m sleeping, I suddenly feel uneasy, as though someone was watching me. I figured it was in my dreams, but naw, this is real. So I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room. As I looked towards my bathroom, I saw a pair of orange eyes staring at me. I damn neared jumped out of my f*****g skin. “Keyon, what the f**k are you doing here?” I asked, sitting up. He was just standing there, looking at me. “I had to see you. Kataliana was asleep and had to come explain myself to you. If you’re willing to listen.” he says, never leaving his spot. “Excuse me? Explain what?” I asked. This mofo has nothing to say to me except sorry. Sorry for rejecting me and making me feel like s**t. Sorry for causing me to get go into a coma, because he couldn’t stop f*****g a b***h. Those better be the only f*****g words out his mouth.

“I want to make this work. The year you was in a coma, I had the worst time finding someone to f**k… not saying this is the only reason I want you. Nigel informed me that I wasn’t going to get a second mate because of what I did to you. And sadly, he’s right. So, when Katalina attacked you, even though she said you attacked her first, I realized I was more mad at her than you. I couldn’t figure out why, but then Nigel pieced the puzzle together for me. I know you may not forgive me now, but I hope that as I show you how sorry I am, you find it in your heart to forgive and… damn… give me a second chance.” By this time, he’s on me. I didn’t even notice him walking up to me because... what?