Klaus
“How the fuck did you get here?” The words flooded out of my mouth as soon as I woke up with a smile on my face, assuming Scarlett was on my chest but it was Amber. I jerked her off my body and stood straight out of my bed, snatching the sheet to cover my lower body.
Lowering her head, she grabbed another sheet and covered her chest before sitting on the bed. “Don’t you remember what happened in the morning?” Goddess. I roamed my eyes over the window to see the light sun glimmers seeping into the room, making it substantiated that it was an evening now.
“I wouldn’t have asked you if I would have recollected,” I rolled my eyes, looking at the wall. Why was she so dumb? “What happened?” I repeated in a grim tone, scratching the back of my neck.
“Please, don’t lie. How can you forget such beautiful moments for us?” She stood in front of me and my eyes accidentally fell on her shoulder which was bruised. Heaving a distraught sigh, I stole her gaze, praying that whatever she was going to say would be a lie or this day would be a nightmare for me. I didn’t care if it was a nightmare as long as it wasn’t the reality.
“Don’t create a scene, Amber. Tell me, if we did it or not,” I asked impetuously, losing my patience.
She scoffed before adding, “am I creating a scene or you? Isn’t it supposed to be a pretty ordinary and undisputed thing to happen between a married couple?”
Her words made it crystal clear that I had made the biggest mistake that I didn’t even remember at all. I remember conspicuously that I didn’t drink last night or in the morning. How could it be possible?
“I’m sorry for whatever happened, Amber. I don’t even know why I did that or how I did that,” I scribbled my forehead and laid my hands on my hips, feeling suffocated in my room. “I’m sorry but it wasn’t supposed to happen between us. I don’t love-”
“I know that,” she interrupted me and screeched in a bitter voice. “I saw my husband carrying his whore in his arms on my first wedding night. Can you be more ruthless to me?”
My blood boiled at the word she used for my mate and the next thing I did was out of the rage. I yanked her throat in my hand and pinned her against the wall, she struggled badly to remove my hold on her neck.
“Don’t you dare, to call my mate that. She is my mate, not another woman," I whispered in a cold voice but as I mentioned my mate, my voice softened and her smiling face came across my eyes which made me feel more guilty, "I love her and I’ve done a horrible thing for which I’m so guilty. I cheated on my mate whom I love the most, who is the reason for my being alive."
Relinquishing her neck, I left her to cough and get some air. “Don’t defy me next time. I’d lose control if you offend my mate and remember an Alpha never accepts his mate’s insult.”
“How can you expect an Alpha female to accept her husband fucking another woman, then? Just because you’re a male Alpha, you can do whatever you want and just because I’m a female Alpha, I’m supposed to take your shit and tolerate another woman in my husband’s bed, huh?” Her voice had resentment and wrath that I hadn’t expected from her.
I wanted to have a better conversation with her as my mother told me that it wasn’t her fault either for being married to me but the way she was behaving wasn’t acceptable to me.
Amber would have had the authority to question me or my relationship with Scarlett if she would have been my mate but she wasn’t and she had to understand the value of the mating bond.
“Look, Amber, I respect you because you were also forced to marry me but you can’t expect me to give you all the rights of a wife to you. A few vows in front of a crowd can’t make me fall all head over heels for you, nor can a marriage turn us into each other’s mates. It is what it is,” I tried to clarify it to her in a calm voice while I stuttered towards the washroom.
“Then, what am I to you? Nothing?” Her pained voice made me stop and I felt bad for how I treated her. I shouldn’t have treated her that badly but I couldn’t help my reaction when she insulted my mate.
“A childhood friend who will try to understand the value of mates in our lives. Please, don’t tell anyone about what happened between us until I tell them myself. We’ll sort this out and I won’t keep you here for a long time. I’m sorry for my misbehavior,” I apologized and ushered myself into the bathroom.
“You might be the first husband in the history to apologize to his own wife for fucking her,” Amber said mockingly with a hint of hurt and I closed the door with a thud, not bothering with her taunts.
She was behaving like an obsessed kid who wanted a toy at any cost. I’ll make her understand and leave me but before that, I needed to confront Scarlett who had left already. I couldn’t track her scent here. The ironic fact was that I didn’t remember a single thing that happened between Amber and me while I remember every tiny moment spent with Scarlett at night and in the bathtub.
I compelled my brain and tried to connect with Todd to remind me of something but all I could feel was emptiness and sharp pain in my head.
Taking a quick shower, I changed into a button-up and a trouser and left my room. I had to talk to Jenny about what happened because it wasn’t an ordinary thing for a supernatural creature to have an erased memory and a particular memory to be precise.
I found Marcus on the stairs as I drifted toward Jenny’s room. His eyes were shooting daggers at me, probably he knew what happened between Amber and me.
“You bastard, how can you keep hurting that girl after whatever she did for you?” He seized my collars in his fists, his wolf’s golden-blackish hues flickering into his eyes. I didn’t even try to fight, he blew a punch at me and I didn’t react at all. I just kept my face there, assuming that whatever he was doing was fair, I deserved that. Probably more than that.
“Woah. Slow down, kids,” my father exclaimed and stepped between us, pushing both of us away from each other.
“Wait a second. Are you okay, Klaus? How can an Alpha tolerate someone smacking him?” My father shook me by my shoulders when I didn’t reply to him. I was in a daze, thinking about what would happen when Scarlett would know this, or maybe in the worst case, she already knew it.
How would I face her?
How would I tell her that I cheated on her and I don’t even remember a single thing?
“I…I…” my words seemed stuck in my mouth. I was feeling too ashamed to say that I cheated on my mate whom I loved more than my life.
“What did you do to break her like that?” Marcus uttered coldly, throwing a scornful gaze at me.
“I slept with Amber…Scarlett…she…she is on her heat, we…we mated and then…” I exhaled loudly before holding my head in my hands helplessly.
My father patted my shoulder and threw a pitiful glance at me before offering me a muffled smile. “You need to accept the reality and reject your mate for her own good so she might get a chance to find her second chance mate,” he mumbled to me whilst his hands rubbed my shoulders and I shook his hands away before taking a few steps backward.
“I can’t lose her, dad. She is the reason for my being alive,” I said, shaking my head in disbelief.
“You should have thought about this before fucking your wife,” Marcus barked at me before striking my cheek. “I saw her condition when she left, she is broken because of you and I will make sure that she gets what she deserves. Not an unfaithful jerk of a mate like you.”
“Stay out of this, Marcus. She is mine and who the fuck are you to come between us?” I snapped back, punching him in his guts.
His legs staggered as my punch landed on his face but he steadied himself within a minute and snarled at me. “I like her or maybe I love her. I feel an undeniable attraction and bond toward her. I want to protect her at any cost. Probably I’m her second chance mate,” my cousin barked at me, facing me blandly.
I would have beaten him to death had it not been for him being my cousin and a childhood friend.