Chapter 4_ The feeling of Rejection

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Out of fright Andra quickly tried to get up on her feet.

"Undress." He ordered, venom dripping down his mouth and his eyes blazing red.

She shook her head and wrapped her chained hands around her stomach protectively.

Garrett took a few steps close to her and grabbed her breast through her blue silk dress that was barely covering her nakedness.

"Do you want to do it by yourself or would you want me to do it?" He queried.

Mates were supposed to love each other. To care for each other. How could her mate detest her so much?

She endured the humiliation, the mistreatments from her pack all this year's with the hope that one day her mate would find her and things would change for the better, unbeknown to her, things would turn out different from how she thought.

Her skin burns and her teeth chatter.

"I'll do it myself, Master." She mumbled.

Garrett stepped back from her and let her untie the robe around her waist. When she dropped the robe on the ground, Garrett stopped her.

He turned her around fiercely and caged her with his large body, against the wall.

"I don't want to see your body. What would be the fun other than fúcking you in this dungeón like the slût you are?" 

" Why are you doing this to me? Why are you treating me this way?" She asked, her voice lower than she wanted it to be.

King Garrett wrapped his hand around her neck and used the other one to raise up her dress. "I'll make you pay. I'll destroy you." He promised her.

"I did nothing to you, you won't destroy me, I won't let you destroy me." She shouted, her breaths coming out quicker than ever as her heart beat erratically against her chest.

She talked back.

King Garrett doesn't like it when people talk back at him.

In a matter of seconds two heavy smacks landed on both her ass cheeks.

Andra cried out and closed her eyes. Her body falling over against the wall caused by the smack.

"You. Don't. Talk. Unless. I. Ask. You. To." He gritted out. 

She was in pain. She just wanted everything to end. 

Her mate kidnapped her. Confused her for her sister. Her mate doesn't want her.

The hurt she felt was drowning her. Her heart was broken into tiny pieces and she wasn't sure she could recover from it.

From Mick breaking her heart to her Mate whom she thought would appreciate her, hating her, he even kidnapped her, tortured her.

"You are a slave, a slave listens and obey. I thought your Alpha taught you better than this." He said and squeezed her ass, his hand made their way to her breast and he tugged her nipple harshly. Andra cried out and squeezed her eyes. " Too bad, I'll have to teach you some manners." 

"Khal!" He called and one of the guards walked in, the guard's eyes zeroing on Andra's red ass cheeks. "Tell the maids to get the bath ready and prepare my slave for me, she would be having her turn tonight." 

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Andra was inside the hot bathub with rose petals all over it. She stared at the rose petals absentmindedly, her hands shaking as two maids bath her.

She couldn't imagine what it is that Garrett was planning for her.

She pressed her lips against each other and closed her eyes.

Twenty minutes later she was already getting dressed in a gray transparent light silk dress. Her face dropped as she saw herself on the mirror and her jaw clenched.

For the first time in a week, she came out of the dungeón but still felt like she was in there.

As she got walked down the corridors and towards the King's chamber, she couldn't help but wondered what was he would do to her.

The maids pulled the door opened and Andra stepped inside the chamber, the door closed behind her. She glanced around the huge chamber, her eyes taking in the goldeness of the room.

"Get on the bed," A gruff voice said. "Hands and knees, knees perched on the edge of the mattress."

Andra searched the room with her eyes, trying to find him and soon saw him sitting down on a couch at the far end of the room.

To avoid punishment, she pulled away from the door and reluctantly walked towards the King sized bed, she climbed on the bed and took her position as he'd directed.

She placed her head on the small pillow and closed her eyes. She couldn't begin to think about what would happen to her.

He would force himself on her and the worst part was that she wouldn't do anything to stop him. She couldn't stop him.

Suddenly she felt his presence behind her. He pulled up her dress so that the material was bounced up to her waist and he slided his fingers through the fold of her cûnt. She was swollen and wet, thanks to the her Carla that was being a complete slût and couldn't understand her predicament.

She twisted restlessly as he slides his finger in and out of her.

Grabbing his coçk with one hand and the other pressing her head down, he forced himself deep inside her.

Andra screamed out in pain, her eyes clouded with tears.

She had only have sex once and that was when she started dating Mick, three years ago. Since then she has been celibate. Having Garrett push himself inside her with proper primping make her eyes turn.

He grabbed the silk covering her chest and tore it with a single tug of his hand. His grabbed her nipple and tugged at it harshly then twist it between his fingers.

He pulled out and then pushed back inside her. She gaped and flattened her hands on the bed while breathing through her nose. Her cries and gasps could be heard inside the room but none of Garrett's. 

Not even his growl could be heard.

After a while, he pulled out of her and sat down on the bed where he finished himself off and released all over his hand. 

Andra laid limp on the bed, her body weak and her eyes droopy, she just wanted to close her eyes, she wanted to hide away from the humiliation Garrett just subjected her to.

"Get out." He ordered venomously. Andra slowly got out of the bed without questions, she straightened her dress and pull together the front that was torn by him.

When she got to the door she turned back to face him. "I hope for you a place in hell for what you are doing to me, Garrett. The Moon goddess made a mistake when she made you the Alpha King." She bellowed. 

Garrett's eyes darkened and he got up from the bed, his cöçk laying flaccid on his thighs as he walked towards her.

Before he could make it to her presence, she threw the door opened and ran out.

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Andra was sitting down on the ground, her eyes fixed on a particular place in the wall, she was lost in her own thoughts, thinking of how she would survive the cruelty of King Garrett.

The most disturbing part was that she didn't know what she did that made him hate her so much.

"Why doesn't mate want us, mate should love us." Carla whimpered and Andra sighed softly.

" We can't force him to want us, Carla. We should pray that we don't die here." Andra responded. Her wolf bowed her head while hiding at a dark corner.

" If we could turn maybe mate would have loved us." Carla whispered. 

Andra was frustrated by her wolf words and snapped. " You know what? Yes! I wouldn't be in this situation if you had been a strong wolf, if I had shifted I wouldn't have been captured. If I were strong our mate wouldn't have looked at us with so much disgust! The two of you are the same, both enjoys hurting me." 

Carla winched as she listened to Andra's words. She was hurt and she blamed herself.

If she was strong they wouldn't be in such a situation. 

"Maybe I'm truly cursed like they say." Andra muttered under her breath.

Her phone was gone, she was mistaken for her step sister and got kidnapped. Her mate doesn't want her. 

Tough fucking luck.

"The King is here!" One of the guards guarding the door announced.