Chapter 3 Breaking me again…

Iris

I laid on my bed staring at the ceiling and wondering why my whole life was a mess, first, I was born as an omega with no werewolf abilities whatsoever, second, my family gave me away and now the one person I hoped will bring me joy sees me as a convenience and nothing more. There was a sudden knock on my door. “Who is there? “It’s me Lisa.” Lisa was one of the servants that usually came to serve me food. She had a petite appearance and she seemed like a shy person. “Come in.” I said and walked in carrying a bag. “Is everything okay Lisa?” I was confused with the big bag she was carrying. “Yes, everything is fine…the Alpha asked me to bring these for you, he handpicked them himself.” She said and handed over the big bag to me. “Are you sure?” I was surprised because I didn’t expect he would ever do something sweet for me, he hated me. I collected the bag and opened it. My mouth opened wide in surprise, there were all expensive dresses. They were also my size and even without putting them on, I knew they would accentuate my body well. “How do you know he picked them up himself?” My face flushed at the gesture and I could see her smile down at my reaction. “I was there at the clothing store when he picked them up. The Alpha really adores you, you know.” She said in all confidence that all I could do was  smile. “Not all that glitters is gold, Lisa.” I told her. Her brows furrowed in confusion but I was not ready to explain further. “I’m not sure what that means but everybody knows the Alpha adores you, ever since you came, it’s been from one fight to another with Luna Vanessa.” I flinched at her words, I didn’t know who Luna Vanessa was. “Who is that?” I asked immediately. She looked at me and her eyes glimmered with regret. “The Alpha’s wife…I thought you knew he was married.” My ears burned hot and my heart palpitated as if it was going to jump out, I could feel it breaking and shattering, he had a wife! My mate had a wife.

I looked at Lisa with teary eyes. “I’m sorry I am the bearer of bad news.” She said and turned to leave but I stopped her. “Wait!” I called out and she stopped. “How long has he been married?” I inquired. “Three years…” My legs were suddenly too heavy to carry me and then they collapsed. The information Lisa gave me crippled and left me dejected. Why then did he bring me here if he already had a woman by his side? “How can he be married, Kira? Isn’t he supposed to marry us?” “That son of a bitch! He’s a complete asshole, a douche bag, I hate him so much.” My wolf cursed. I tossed the clothes aside and laid on the bed sobbing.

The day went by swiftly since I had nothing to do. I just lay there waiting for the day to go by. I was angry at him but my body was betraying me, the heat in between my legs returned and I began thinking about having him buried in my legs. I missed him, his touch, his fresh breath, his cologne and most importantly the way he touched me. “What do we do? He doesn’t want us and he’s married.” I asked my dejected wolf. “I don’t know.” She replied. “I think we should ask him to reject us.” I suggested and she immediately shook her head at the suggestion. “That is not wise…It’s still too early to ask him to reject us. A part of him cares for us, let’s watch how everything will unfold.” “I thought our mate is going to love and cherish us, I really hoped so, I feel so bad that things turned this way.” “He’s coming.” Kira felt his wolf approaching and she immediately informed me. As usual, he walked in without knocking.

My insides bubbled with excitement at his presence but I didn’t allow it to show. He had this unexplainable aura and sexiness around him that made you weak in the knees whenever he walked in.

I was very mad at him for lying to us, Kira and I and we were not ready to talk to him just yet. He took a few steps towards me with his hands seated in his pockets. He glared at me as though he was expecting me to say something to him whereas, I kept mute the entire time. “That’s not a very good way to say thank you.” He said and I remained mute still. “Didn’t you like the dresses? I can order new ones if you don't like them.” He said but I was still quiet and ignored him. “I'm talking to you!” He snapped in annoyance, he didn’t like that I was keeping mute to him.

“I have nothing to say to you.” I yelled back but avoided his eyes. I knew the moment I stared into them, I would be lost and he would take advantage of me once again. He gasped at my reaction, he prolly wasn’t expecting such an outburst from me.

“What is this about?” He quietly asked. I stared at him in anger and turned to walk to the window but he held my hand and pulled me back into his body. “Don’t you dare walk out on me when I am talking to you.” I loved that I was getting him walked up. “I will do whatever I fucking want whenever I fucking want.” I snapped back at him and he began to stare at me intensely. “You wanna go watch those men again? You wanna be a slut, right? I told you to fucking stop standing by that window. Your eyes are mine, your body, mine, everything mine! I am the only man you should look at, why don’t you want to obey this very simple instruction?” He yelled. His eyes burned with jealousy and frustration.

I looked at him and smiled with teary eyes. “I am only looking at another man and you are already getting a heart attack, what if I go fucking them?” I snapped back at him and his face blew hot with rage. “No man will dare look at what is mine.” He cupped my chin roughly and I winced in pain. “Well, I will look at them and I will make sure they sit in between in my legs and eat me all over like you do.” A slap fell across my face before I could finish the statement. I fell and hit my hip bone hard on the bed’s frame. I screamed in pain and he rushed over to me. “Get your hands off me.” I angrily pushed him away. “Don’t fucking touch me.” I cried out. “I didn’t mean to slap you.” He moved closer to help me up but I pushed him away again. “Leave…” I yelled at him. He quietly stood up and headed for the door, his steps were reluctant. He didn’t want to go, I could feel the sympathetic and regretful gaze on me even as he walked. “Go…go to your fucking wife and leave me the hell alone.” I mumbled quietly and began to cry.

He heard what I said and walked back to where I sat on the floor. He looked at me for a moment before scooping me up in his arms and laying me gently on the bed. He used his thumb to wipe off the tears that fell down from my eyes, he moved further to gently stroke my cheek.

His soft eyes bored into mine and they relaxed immediately. Anxiously, I licked my bottom lip and that was it, his lips came crashing down onto mine. He kissed me so passionately, as though the kiss was the last thing on earth for him to do. A rush of pleasure coursed through my body sending tingles down my spine and steadily gathering in the depths of my belly.

I cried in between the kiss and again his thumb cleaned the teardrop off. I tilted my head and started kissing him back with the same energy but he suddenly stopped. My eyes scanned his face and all I could see was a tired and helpless man. He knew I read that expression and because he did want me to know I made him weak, he got up and walked out of the room. “Fuck You!” I yelled in frustration and threw a pillow towards the door but he was already gone.