Chapter 7

Sabrina's POV

I felt his nails sinking into the skin of my hips, threatening to turn into claws as drop-after-drop of his sweat splattered all over the crook of my spine.

For the past seven days, I'd played pretend in his bed. Sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the evening. It was starting to feel like a routine.

“It wants to happen again, Miranda. The beast wants to take control,” he roared.

“Stop at nothing, my love!” I begged him, my eyes shut tight as my fingers gripped. For some reason, the words I moaned always turned him on some more. And I'd begun to take note of the most effective ones.

“If the beast is a part of you then I want it too. I want all of you.”

He growled fiercely, his nails sinking deeper as he thrust harder into me. I felt a sharp pain in cervix, but I wasn't about to stop. If that was the true feel of sex, then I didn't mind being that other woman while it lasted.

He thrusted into me with reckless abandon, going back and forth. While I gripped the sheets tight.

“Touch me, Miranda. Tell me you love me.” He pulled out quickly.

I turned around instantly, my eyes met by the sight of his fiery orange pupils. I claimed his lips with a hot kiss.

“I love you so much.”

Those words went like adrenaline to his brain and he grabbed my waist, pulling me into his huge body. He ravished my lips with hot kissed before he gently laid me on my back.

Bending over me, he slid into me again and began to work his way in and out of me, the force of his thrusts even greater now.

“I love you,” I squeaked with each thrust that hit a spot that inflamed my insides.

“I love you, my world.”

With one last power thrust, he wrapped his arms around me, his whole body jerking as he exploded and filled me up with his seeds.

He rolled off to my side, our naked bodies helpless beside each other.

But all of a sudden, he sat up and turned to me with a surprising look of disgust.

“Get out.”

I shuddered. Wasn't he the same person I just had sex with?

“You heard him!” Mariah, a lady who always wore a burnet and had been standing by a corner of the room all this while, yelled.

She always stood there whenever we went intimate.

“Okay,” I squeaked, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

But the moment my feet touched the floor, I fell over. My legs weren't strong enough to carry weight again.

“Up and moving!” Mariah yelled, her voice so full of irritation.

I forced strength back into my legs, grabbed my gown and scampered out of the room. I wore my it outside and then made my way back to my room.

None of what happened made any sense to me. It was all just weird and mind-blowing.

After a quick shower, I dozed off and woke up the next morning to voices in my room.

“He broke his rules for this one. He let her touch him. He even begged her to say that she loves him.”

That was Mariah’s voice. Was she annoyed that I had sex with the Master? Why would she be?

“That is not possible.”

“Would I lie over something that happened right before my eyes? Something I witnessed from start to finish?”

“We must get rid of her before she gets pregnant for him. If what you witnessed is true, then there's a high chance that she'll get pregnant when they mate by the next full moon. Before then, we have to get rid of her.”

“I have to come up with a plan. I can't let anyone replace Miranda.”

Soon, she left with the other party. I got up from the bed and rushed to the door, my heart throbbing fast as I fastened the door lock.

So being here was a crime as well?

Soon afterwards, there was a knock on the door.

“My lady,” I heard a male voice call.

My lady?

“Wrong room,” I voiced out.

“Lady Sabrina,” the same voice called out, “I'm at the right door. Please, open up. The master had a message for you.”

I sprang up to my feet. Mentioning the master had a strong effect on everyone in Trisvila.

I opened the door and a short male servant glanced up at me. “The master invites you to join him at the table for breakfast.”

Those words didn't register in my brain. “What?”

“The master awaits you at the table,” he said. “Don't be late.”

My chest swelled up with anxiety as I remembered his last words after we had sex. GET OUT.

I knew clearly well that he had enjoyed our affair. But why would he dismiss in such manner? Could it be because I went against his rules and touched him?

“What are you standing there thinking?” A familiar voice came from the right side of the corridor.

Lincoln.

“Get dressed and meet the master immediately.”

I rushed to my wardrobe and selected a casual light blue corset. Dressing up, I rushed to the mirror and gave my red hair fine finishing touches.

With my eyes approving, I scurried away from the room to the dinning room where the servant said the master was.

My heart dropped a beat when I walked into the dining room and sighted Mariah standing beside the dark lord.

Her hatred towards me wasn't something she could hide, anyone could tell with the way she looked at me.

“Have a seat, Sabrina,” the dark lord said, gesturing at a seat beside Lincoln.

I carefully sat down, my gaze fixed on the empty dish before me.

A servant walked over to my side and whispered to me that I could dish whatever I wanted to eat for myself.

I swallowed hard, my hand slightly shaking as I reached for a bowl of potatoes. I could feel everyone staring at me, even though I avoided meeting their eyes.

“Lincoln, update me on the message from our spy,” the dark lord demanded.

I heard the sound of Lincoln’s cutlery as he paced them down and took a scarf to wipe his mouth.

As far as I'd observed him, there was every possibility that he was royalty.

He began to report.

“The Alpha of the Gray Mist—” my chest stiffened, “is planning to wage war on us. He intends to form an alliance with the Imperial one.”

“An alliance just to battle me,” the dark lord scoffed, “these cowards never cease to amaze me.”

“It seems lady Sabrina here is his fated mate and he only realized that after selling her off,” Lincoln added.

The dark lord turned to me. “In such a short period of time, you have become quite interesting. And since all of this is revolving around you, I will put you to good use. Come to my office by noon. I have a little task for you. Something that will determine if your mate is a wise or foolish man.”