Nick
I woke up earlier than usual this morning to get prepared for my walkout and training with my men. It's my eighteenth year's birthday and I was super excited.
There was no celebration being held, it was canceled at the last minute by evil Miranda. It's not that I was looking forward to it anyway. But I am grateful that at least finally I will be able to meet my mate.
As I breeze through the wood at a super speed I never knew I had, I found myself wondering how my mate would look like. What type of food will she like? Will she like and want me? What if she is in love with another? Mates are made to fall in love with you, at first sight, but what if my case becomes different.
“common man, have seen me, I am irresistible," Brit said which made me chuckle a little
"Yeah right, in your head," I said with a puff.
I envisioned myself taking my mate into my hands and inhaling her scent until I have had enough of her and then I will...
"And then you will fuck her, Brit snorted out while cutting me short in my thoughts.
"Hell no, I won't" I quickly refuted.
"How is she going to be your mate if you don't, you are such a douche, and being your wolf is that hardest job anyone can think, like how many folks your age are still a virgin?" He asked.
"At least I am," I said
"I wasn't asking so I can present you with an award. you suck, now let me sleep" he said while shutting me off completely.
I later slowed down my pace to allow the other guys to join me in the walkout. Sweats made my skin all glossy and after enough exercise, we got tired and decided we all should move to the field for another routine exercise.
I was still teaching the new art of tackling prey before I was hit with the most terrible headache I have ever experienced in my life, it felt like the one I had when I was with the rogues in the wood, but this one was more intense. It was so intense that I found myself unable to lift my head from where I was. I had to sit and take a break from what I was doing.
Just when I thought I had it under control, I was hit by another powerful and stronger pain in my heart which made me growl out painfully. It felt as if a million fireworks were set off in my head at the same time.
I could hear the other guys gather around me as they whispered among themselves.
Is he alright? I heard one say as darkness starts filling my visuals till I blank out.
"Nick are you alright?" I heard Simeon's calls I opened my eyes, I opened my eyes, and felt a surge of energy burst. I stood up and dusted myself while assuring everyone present that I was alright.
I started perceiving a very nice relaxing scent in the air, it was an after rain earthly smell. It calmed down and relaxed the muscles in my body as I found myself unable to resist trailing the smell to see where it's coming from.
The scent took the path where the packhouse is, and I found that strange because, much as the packhouse is my home, there was practically nothing soothing about it.
I continued trailing the scent, till I found myself at Dinning room that had my father's mistress, Richard, and the rogue girl.
"Mate" my wolf growl immediately my gaze landed on her.
I just stood there staring at her, she didn't look anything like the rogue girl I captured, her eyes were as bright as the sun. Her skin was so beautiful and spotless. She Is the most beautiful alpha female I have ever set my gaze upon. She gave this vibe of being carefree and independent and I loved it.
But really? This witch is supposed to be my mate? I thought she said she was already Richards mate?
She is supposed to know she is my mate according to the stories I have heard but, why is she agreeing to be Richard's mate instead of me? How come she is still seated without any iota of emotions.
Though she looks as if she is confused.
"What do you want?" my father's mistress asked looking at me like I was some sort of misfit.
I watched as my mate chuckled and turned her face away. Maybe she doesn't want me, perhaps they have told her I am a nobody and that has made her reject me even before getting to know me.
The thought of her possibly rejecting me pierced a sharp pain into my heart. This is not how I envisioned this day to be. My mate is supposed to be the one that brings some sunshine into my already dark and miserable life, and she now she doesn't even want me.
"Yes?" The queen said bringing me back from my deepest thoughts.
"I. I was going to my...room to... go freshen up" I stammered, unable to believe that my mate does not want me.
"Well since you are here, I am sure you have met Kyle, Richard's mate," Miranda said nonchalantly.
“No she is mine!” my wolf roared inside of me.
Her words were like daggers to my heart ass I staggered backward, unable to balance myself, my wolf kept roaring inside of me and wanted to devour those that stood in the way of my soulmate and me.
"Oh mother, I think the bastard son has a thing for my woman,” Richard said with a smirk.
A growl escaped from my lips, as I watched him place his hand on her.
But she didn't seem to mind as she slightly brush away his hands with a calm smile.
I tried so hard to stay calm, not to give in to the tons of emotions going through my veins. I can't lose it right now, I was used to never having anyone care for me, I am used to be been all alone and it was stupid of me to think that my mate would see me differently.
That moment hatred dominated my heart, I felt a million piercings on my heart, for the first time n my life, I wished I was never born. I staggered out of the dining room in full rage and went straight to my room, slamming the door so loudly that some of the thrashed metals objects in the room fell and gave an electrifying sound.
I sat alone in my room as I felt intense pain in my heart and lowed myself to be consumed by my misery, as a new wave of resentment marinated blossom within me. Sleep eluded me and I found myself turning restlessly on my bed and pacing around aimlessly around my room.
I have always dreamed of the day I would finally meet my mate and together, we would both find our happily ever after. What I did not expect was for my mate to be betrothed to my brother.
My evil stepbrother, just because he was given my right to the throne. This only means one thing, and that is the fact that she is a desperate dumb-ass bitch and a social climber. she does not deserve to be my mate and i fucking hate her.
My heart shed into a million pieces, as I tried to fill my heart with so much hatred and anger.
"Watch it, that is our mate you are talking about," Brit said, his voice somehow calm, trying so hard to hide his disappointment.
"Don't ever call her that" I purred at him.
She is a rogue!
A witch!
An untamed beast!
I will make her suffer so much for daring to reject me.