Mate!

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“Ouch!” I shriek from the pain as a corset forcefully snatches my waist.

“Sorry, His highness likes pretty all-rounder, pretty little things. We need to make you look as nice as possible."A preppy voice snaps me out of my trance, and I take in my reflection from the mirror in front of me.

Alpha Klein.

Pretty little things…

Right. I’m getting married.

For a moment, I forgot who I was and my deal with the world.

It’s been two days since Alpha Ark willingly handed me to the nation’s most vile beast as a bride. And my mind still hasn’t tried to sum up the event that has truly happened.

Is this what betrayal feels like? Or this is an entire new feeling.

I can hear myself screaming on the inside, but outside, I am as bland as I can ever be.

My body, mind, and soul feel weird, and it feels like I am not myself.

For the past two days, being held in this castle has put my body on something strange, like the strange thing that happened to me the night of the attack, like something is holding on to my breath, and I feel this unknown presence. And the past two days, it’s been the same, but this time I feel like my blood is being sizzled, my skin feels like needles, and I feel this crazy rage. My heart rate goes up, and I want to scream.

My enhanced hearing has increased immensely, as has my sense of smell. I have this burning desire for something I am not sure of. But I know it’s something I want. No someone.

I am trying to understand what my body wants while at the same time trying to understand my place in this darn castle.

Because it seems like no matter where I go, everyone hates me.

My sharp, annoying ears have picked up numerous murmurs behind the castle walls from the talkative maids and guards. And all they want to talk about is me.

“She looks a bit weird for the Alpha King's bride.”

“I managed to get a peek at her eyes... She looks half witchy."

“Everyone knows the Alpha King just took her in at the last minute to end business in bed. Let’s hope he doesn’t tear her open with his crazy strength.”

“I hope he does... His royal highness sure lowered his standard.”

“I heard she was lower than an omega.”

“His poor royal highness, coupling someone like that.”

They sure always have so much to talk about, and honestly, it’s not new. But the thought of going to someone new, starting afresh, and being liked has died, and it’s never coming back. It’s thanks to the guards that I heard I will be nothing but a sensual sleeping bag to the Alpha King, and he is only getting a bride to shun the werewolf community.

I feel even more pathetic!

“There…”

The maid handling my dress smiles as she finishes dressing me up.

“You look amazing,” she compliments. But I don’t see it.

Just the disturbing different colours my eyes’ reflection gives

I don’t reply and flinch when my ears pick up a heavy, lofted footstep.

“His highness is coming." The maid announces.

She immediately starts to tighten the dress around my chest, trying to reveal as much cleavage as ever.

I take a tiring breath, and she shakes my head.

“I’m sorry, I have to do this!” She whisper-yells.

“I can’t breathe,” I say.

“It’s not about what you want; it’s about what his highness wants." She snaps at me. And she slowly breathes a sigh of relief when she sees half of my breast almost popping out of the dress.

“What is he? Some kind of perverted king?"I mumbled quietly under my breath, which even the maid beside me found hard to hear.

“Perverted king?” His thick and gruelling voice shakes my existence, and I find my head snapping towards the door.

“Your Highness” The preppy maid bows with a gasp.

“Al… Alpha klein… I mean your highness.” I stutter and silently cuss myself.

He bloody heard that?

When did he get here? His footsteps sounded so far away.

What in the world?

I’m screwed.

Alpha Klein takes a step forward and smirks at my trembling state.

He leans down to match my height.

“A perverted king, huh?" He repeats, his tone sounding like he’s not hating the title.

“I-I… didn’t… me…

“I can tell you did mean it.” He cuts me off.

With a slight glance at my puffed chest, thanks to the maid behind me, he rumbles a chuckle in his chest and glances at his maid.

And with a frightened whimper, the preppy maid leaves the room.

With the two of us alone in the room, I start to feel my heart beating right inside my mouth.

not because I am scared, but because he is looking at me with such intense, thirsty eyes that no one has ever given me before.

I gulp.

“We’re meeting with the castle officials tonight." His thick voice clouds my heads, and I want to drown in them.

I start to feel my blood boil.

“And I want you to never say a single word while you’re with them." He instructs, and I reply with a nod.

“Your eyes…” He breathes out like it’s a bother.

Please stop staring at them.

“I fancy unique things. Be well to fancy me in my chambers tonight too.” He grins a little too slyly.

What?

His hand goes up, and his long fingers start to tuck my hair behind my ear. And in an instant, my body temperature goes up. My skin starts to sprout its own tiny cactus, and my heart feels like it’s about to explode.

In between, my legs start to tingle and my stomach starts to flip.

Everything is happening so fast that it doesn’t feel real.

My body tingles badly, and as his hand goes down to my chin, making more contact, my senses are immediately heightened, and I can see and hear things not there before.

Somehow everything else fades, and it’s just him standing there.

His cunning grin, watching my body react to his touch

What is this feeling?

“Mate!”

I gasp.

The far-distant voice echoes in my head, but I am sharp enough to understand it this time.

“Mate!” “Mate!” “Mate”

The voice is loud and won’t stop now.

What…

The Alpha King is my mate?

“Mine!” The voice proceeds to add, and my orbs widen.

My emotions are running wild, and I feel like meeting a missing piece.

I start to feel this electric, magnetic pull from his highness and this sense of security and belonging.

“Mate! Mine!”

The voice adds before finally vanishing.

In an instant, everything stops, and it feels like I am brought back to life. And suddenly, it feels like every burden that has weighed me down is off my back, and I am now free but heavily tied to the man in front of me.

And this feeling feels so amazing.

He cups my face with one hand, and he squints his dark eyes at me.

“Finally…”

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