3. The disgust

Mason's POV

I walk away from the girl, how did this happen, how did I get mated to such a girl?

Is she even a woman, or a man in woman's clothes?

I've never seen such an ugly woman before.

She is so plain and boring. Goddess why?

Who can she be? Is she some beggar who snuck into the palace for some reason? She definitely came for the food.

That explains it, I mean did she even look at herself in the mirror before getting outside? I can never let anyone know about this. The universe must be playing a joke on me. I can't be with such a clown. I'm so sophisticated for someone like that, the moon goddess could have done better. Mason deserves to be with a goddess, not some lowlife. How can someone worthless be the Luna and my mate no way. Its just so disgusting.

Why didn't I reject her right away though, and what is that I felt when she asked me to reject her? I felt my throat constricting, I was almost out of breathe. I literally couldn't breath.

And her scent was mesmerizing, I almost grabbed her but of course I couldn't. I really don't get it. I blame the bond, the faster I break it with her the faster I'll get my second chance mate.

I must reject her tonight.

I push the mate thoughts away for a moment, I need to act like nothing has happened. I hope no one saw the charade. I get back downstairs and find my mom waiting for me.

“Took you long enough.” She smiles looking at me. “You look amazing son, go enjoy yourself. I'll be heading to my room for a moment.” She says, I'm glad mom didn't notice that I haven't changed my clothes.

The party is lit, but for some reason I don't enjoy it. All the girls are lurking over me hoping that one of them is my mate, including Zahra, but for some reason, their presence chokes the air out of me. I keep looking over my shoulders, part of me wishes to see her again.

Part of me wants to be with her at this very moment. What's wrong with me, I've never been like this in my entire life. Zahra tries to straddle me, but I push her off me. I feel suffocated just having another woman near me, my body suddenly repels her.

“Why are you doing this, baby.” She asks, looking at me with a concerned expression. “Ever since we got back, you have been pushing me away.” She adds.

I can see tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

“Just stop please, I'm just tired I need a drink.” I get up from the couch and walk to the make-shift bar. The drinks are left on display for self-service, I pour myself a drink and take a seat as I look around. Time and again, the tiny face and wide eyes of my supposed mate comes haunting me, and each time I take a shot to try to take her out of my mind to no avail.

I can't take this anymore, I must go to her now.

Beatrice's POV

A loud bang brings me back to my reality, Mason storms in looking drunk.

“There you are my little mate.” His voice seems different, scary.

I get up from the bathroom floor, to try to get away from him. “Don't walk away from me.” He licks his lower lips as his hands stretch out to grab me. I try to push him off me, but my body starts to betray me the moment his warm body engulfs mine. I've never felt so warm in my life. Being on the floor made me so cold.

“You smell heavenly.” He says, sniffing my neck, my hair.

I'm sure it's because he is drank, that's why he is holding me like this. I want to pull away, but my body betrays me. My mind knows the truth, but my heart and body wants him. He grabs me gently by my waist, bringing me closer to him.

My body literally melts in his arms. My mind can't stop screaming at me for the mistake I'm committing right now. I close my eyes as he lowers his head to kiss my neck passionately, I circle my arms around his neck as my legs give into his warmness. My arousal can be smelt in the air, he growls a bit as he scoops me off the bathroom floor, opens the bathroom door and heads for the bed.

He looks at me deeply, before closing his eyes and crushing his lips on mine. I eagerly kiss him back with the same vigor. His lips taste of wine, his scent intoxicating.

My body tingles from his touch. Every cell in my body accepts him as my mate. I've never been this happy in my life. I feel like my heart will burst with joy.

I've always seen him and admired him from afar, I've never thought that I would actually be in his arms one day. His huge body steadies me, with every back stroke, I want him more, I can feel his d*ck poking me through his trousers.

“You are sweet.” He says amidst the kiss.

He then places me gently on the bed, without breaking the kiss, he rips my dress apart leaving my naked body exposed to him. He opens his eyes, stares at me hungrily. “Aww! Gorgeous.” Biting his lower lips, he grabs both my legs, partying them slightly.

I feel both embarrassed and excited. He takes his time removing my panties, his thumb grazes my thighs as he removes it,, making me shiver from each graze. He kneels on the floor, grabs my legs and pulls me towards him.

He then places my legs on his shoulders, leaving my wet vagin* totally exposed to him. He slowly lowers his head, and I feel his tongue on my p*ssy. I almost scream, but I stop myself, I arc my back pulling the sheets towards me, I've never felt this kind of pleasure in my life. I've never had a boyfriend in my life, everything happening to me now is new. I want to scream his name, but I know he wouldn't want that.

He suddenly stops, “juicy.” He says. “I can't wait any longer.” He adds.

Scooping me up again, he pushes me further onto the bed, hurriedly he removes his clothes, exposing his whole body to me. He is like a sculpted god. He has muscles everywhere, his d*ck is huge and so erect that it faces upwards. His eyes are on me as he comes towards me. He positions himself between my legs and without warning he starts making his way through my p*ssy. I'm so wet that it takes seconds for him to find my hole, he pushes himself so hard, breaking my hymen in one attempt. He doesn't go gentle on me. Despite my winces and little screams, he still thrusts harder, tearing my thin vagina layer. He grabs my breasts harder and roughly as his thrusts grows faster.

“Stop please.” I beg as the pain becomes unbearable.

I try to push him off me but of course he is huge, and I'm a tiny thing, I don't stand a chance.

“Please.” Tears stream down my eyes as I surrender to the pain.

I lie there and let him hurt me. What did I think that he would accepted me, that he would hold my hand and introduce to the pack as his mate? That he would protect me? That he would love me with everything he's got?

I want the ground to open up and swallow me, I want to die. He starts thrusting even faster as he climaxes.

“Wow, I needed that.” He says getting off me. I lie there sobbing quietly, my vagin* is on fire, I can also smell blood. Why did he do this to me.

'I warned you.' My brain scolds me. My wolf retreats to my subconscious too hurt to even console me, she is heartbroken.

“Get out of my room.” Comes Masons harsh voice.

“Get out you irritate me.” He grabs me from the bed not caring about my state, pulls me and shoves out of his room naked, in seconds my torn dress comes flying outside the room slapping me on my face. Sudden shiver runs down my body, to my bones.

What did I expect from him. Tears stream down my eyes uncontrollably, why me, what did I ever do wrong for the world to be so against me. Why did I get mated to the Alpha's son? I have so many questions, but of course, no one can answer them, I have absolutely no one in my life. What's the point of living. I bend down pick my torn dress and put it on in the same state its in. I walk outside through the back door, I don't want to live anymore, where will I hide my face?