CHAPTER FOUR.

IMOGEN’s POV.

I take a lot of time in preparation to see Master. Seeing that he personally wants me to dress up for him is no joke for me and I want to impress him.

The dress master sent to me is coated in gold and silver linen which give it a very unique and beautiful look and feel, it must have cost a fortune.

The maid helps me clean up real good and my hair is pulled back in a ponytail giving me a feminine look. This is the very first time I am ever dressing up like this and I love how I am looking.

“Done” she announce and I stand up from the vanity table to have a look at my reflection in the mirror.

The gown which is clinging to me perfectly made me realise I am not as plain as I think I am. My hourglass figure is peeking out of the gown beautifully and I am wondering if the Master is going to like it.

Even the colour on my lips is so bright, I didn’t know I also look good in red lipstick. I look so different and I am loving it. I am sure master will be so pleased to see me.

“You look so beautiful, Imogen” she genuinely says and I smile at her but didn’t say anything, I only want the Master’s validation and no one else.

Taking a deep breath, I open the door and make my way down the hallway towards the hall Master has asked me to come.

Walking down the hallway, I can see how everyone was looking at me, I know no one has been expecting to see me like this and I can see some grinning with envy. Not everyone has had the opportunity to be treated like this by master Athan and at this moment, I can’t help but feel a little proud of myself.

“You look so different Imogen” one of the female betas of the blade say as she walks up to me, “I didn’t expect you to clean up so well”

I stop walking and turn my attention to her. I hate the sight of her at this moment.

“If I am not in a hurry Anna, I will take my time to answer you but I will not”

She scoffed as a mocking begin to play across her lips and she lean towards me,

“No matter how you dress up imogen, master will still not accept you as his mate. You can try as much as you want” she didn’t wait for my answer before walking away with her mocking laugh reaching my ears. Well, I am going to deal with her later if I get the opportunity but right now, I am in a hurry.

The minute I enter the hall, I freeze at the door for a moment. Master is the only one seated at the head of the table and the table is filled with different dishes. Some of which I have never even tasted before. I am getting nervous and I don't even know how to continue into the room, not when Master is looking at me with an expressionless look on his face.

I ball my hand into a slight fist to help me remain composed and I venture into the hall.

“Look at my beautiful blade,” Master exclaim the moment I enter with a slight smirk appearing at the base of his lips, “you actually cleaned up well,” he added, “I was not expecting you to look like this”

“I am here on your request, Master” i force myself to say while gulping and he leaned forward with a goblet of wine twirling sexily in his hand.

I can see his eyes travel over me and I feel my knees go weak. There is something about the master's eyes that always keeps me glued to him, the fact that his eyes look like he is trying to summon my soul out of my body. If he keeps looking at me like that, I will be forced to throw myself into his embrace. How I badly want him to accept me as his mate.

“You sure have suffered a lot my dear Imogen, take a seat and enjoy yourself. I have prepared this feast for you”

Master is talking like everything is okay and I don’t know what is going on in his mind, I don't know if he has truly forgiven me or he is trying to make a mockery of me again.

Even after he finishes talking, I am still standing. Too scared to even sit down, not when I know how ruthless the master is and how much he hates me for what I did to him.

“Sit down, imogen” he hiss gently as the smile on his lips disappears while his eyes continue to bore into me.

With my hand still balled into a fist, I lower myself on the chair while he stands up and walks towards me. With each stride he takes towards me, I feel my heart beat faster and my knees go weak. I have never been scared of master Athan in my life.

Master Athan is dressed in a casual black pants and shirt which is neatly tucked in and he looks superb with his hair tied into a bun. I can see his muscles peeking out of his shirt and I can’t help but fall in love with him again. How can someone be so perfect?

“You disobeyed me so many times Imogen” he then stops in front of me before taking a handful of my hair in his hand,

“It takes a miracle for you to still be alive and kicking. You should be grateful to everything you believe in '' his hand finally rests on my body as it slowly begins to crawl around my skin.

A kind of sensation immediately surges through my body and I can feel myself getting more obsessed with him and his touch. He makes me want to pull him closer and hug him but my train of thought is interrupted when he begins to gently caress my wounds.

As he touches the wounds, they immediately disappear much to my amazement. I always wonder what kind of a wolf Master is because he possesses some kind of powers that are unfathomable and no alpha or any primordial can compete with him.

For years I have been trying to know the kind of a person Master Athan is but I am unable to do that. He can get things done easily and without any worries, he is like the sunflower amongst wildflowers.

He cuts into my reverie when his hand rests on the part of my cleavage which is bare and I can see a slight smirk on his lips and his hand caresses the pale pink mark that is on my breast. The mark was Scarlett in colour before but after his rejection, it becomes pale pink.

With a smirk across his face, he caresses it again with his eyes on me,

“Little cute thing” he mutters but he doesn’t eliminate it which is surprising to me. I was thinking Master is going to eliminate it but maybe he is leaving it to always remind me of my overconfidence which he shattered in front of everyone in Aqua blade.

Master’s hand stops caressing me and he goes back to his seat while tears well up in my eyes, my skin is burning from the way he touches me. I want him but I know I will never be able to have him no matter how hard I try.

Master is practically my mother and my father figure, he taught me how to read and write and even trains with me personally. Master Athan was the one who even saved me from another trainee who wanted to take advantage of me after I was tricked into taking a psychedelic plant during our herbology class. Master even killed the trainee and took me away to his room.

It was during this time that I vow never to mate myself to anyone aside Master.

Everyone must think I am crazy for the way I care for Master but the feeling I have for him is different. It is much more than that of a student and a teacher, it is a feeling that gives me ecstasy and anxiety at the same time. A feeling that makes me want to have him all to myself while shutting the outside world off but the fact that my obsession and infatuation with him is a forbidden love which will consume me with time, the kind of thing that I don’t think I will ever be able to heal from, the type that is bound to cause me pain for as long as I breathe.

“I will teach you one last thing to be able to defeat the alpha you are to task with” Master’s voice filter into my ears again” the smirk on his lips is no longer there, “you will need it”

I know what he wants to teach me and I can already feel it in my bones.

“Must I do that, Master?” I force myself to ask which made him drop the goblet of wine he is holding.

“Are you trying to question me again, Imogen?”

I nod my head in the negative and the smirk returned on his face,

“And that is like a good girl” he answers and stands up, “finish your meal and meet me in my chambers” my eyes continue to linger on him until he disappears out of the hall and the tears I am struggling to contain came rushing out of my eyes.