Encounter

Chapter One

Chloe’s POV

"Arrgggg...fuck." He pounded faster and harder, my hands were clenched to the sheets as he kept on penetrating. "I think I'm going to come." I uttered, rolling my eye ball in due to the pleasure I was getting.

Having sex with a stranger wasn't something that was on my wish list.

Was I going to regret having sex with him? Hell yeah! I was supposed to carry out the mission which my father had sent me to to, but I couldn't resist the mate bond.

I lost my target all because I was staring at him at the bar, and in the end we ended up together.

"Yeah! Cum on my fucking dick bitch!" He cussed. His sweat dripped off his chest. "I want you to look at me and cum!" He groaned, his palm pressing my belly aggressively. His other hand intertwined with mine against as he kept on fucking.

"Ah fuck!"

"Yes! That's it." My legs were shaking, while I felt my inner pressure building up. My breast bounced with each thrust, and an endless stream of moans and whispers poured from my half wide opened mouth. "You are so fucking tight and I love it." I titled my head backwards feeling the electric sensation rush through me.

"I'm cummin for real this time around." I said amidst moan, and I felt myself reaching orgasm.

That was the best I've ever had in a while, not like I had slept with anyone in a while.

The stranger sat at the edge of the bed as I watched him putting on back his clothes.

"You didn't mark me." I stated breaking the silence. He slowly looked at my entire body like I was some piece of shit. That rather should be a false expression.

"I barely know you. Everything that happened today didn't happen, keep that in mind." His hands reached for his pocket dropping a huge amount of cash on the drawer.

This better be a joke. I squinted my face in confusion, while I tried to sit up slowly.

"What do you mean?" I paused. My head is trying to wrap around his sentence. Weren't mate supposed to be together after having sex? What the hell was he on? I needed it to be wrapped for me too.

"I didn't mark you as my mate, and I don't want to spend the rest of my life with someone like you." He sighed, obviously getting tired. "Just take the money, and you did good playing your role today."

His words hit me like a bullet, shattering every piece of me while I tried to put them back together. Was this the same man I had just fucked? What suddenly came over him? His eyes told me how badly he wanted me the other time.

I stood up in anger, my hands curled into a fist.

"Do I look like someone who needs money? Huh? Now take that money and go use it fix your hairline. You son of a bitch." I grabbed my clothes on the floor, while I wore them aggressively

"What did you just call me?" His hands grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer to him as I was about to leave the room again.

"I said you son of a bitch. What do you want to do?" I repeated myself, his grip against my wrist got tighter and it was quite painful. "How about we just break the bond now, huh?" I grabbed my hand from his grip.

"No! You seem fun. Who knows, we might probably meet another day." He smirked.

"You animal." I cussed him again, my leg stomping the floor while I stormed out of the room aggressively.

I knew I was going to regret my decision, but I never knew it was going to be this painful. I hope I'd meet him another day, and then get to show him how dangerous I could be whenever I was angry.

*Two Days Later*

“You!” My father’s voice tore through me like thunder. “I knew you weren’t worthy of becoming Alpha!”

His words hit harder than any blow.

“Every day I curse the Moon Goddess—why did she curse me with a daughter like you?” He paused after pacing front and back several times, obviously disappointed.

Tears stung behind my eyes, but I fought to hold them back. This was the angriest I’d ever seen him.

I knew I was the one responsible for everything that has happened. If only, I didn't follow my mate the other day, I would have completed the mission which my father had sent me on.

I had no excuse this time around. Everything was my fault.

"That was the only way "He rubbed his forehead, frustration plain on his face. "That was the only way we could have discovered who tried to kill your sister."

My hands clenched the hem of my dress, biting back tears. I really fucked up this time around.

“What punishment do you suggest for yourself?” my father’s voice softened but grew colder.

“I’m sorry, but—”

“Punishment, Chloe!” He barked. “Do you think sorry is enough to fix all of these?”

“Please, give me another chance.” I swallowed hard. “Everyone makes mistakes. This was my first since we started the mission rule—”

“First?” He laughed bitterly. “That’s why I miss Astrid. She never failed. Sometimes I wonder why she had to die and not you.”

I froze.

He said it every time. Always blamed me. But he never told me what really happened to my sister.

Everyone said it was suicide. He suspected otherwise but wouldn’t fight the school. I also believed my sister had killed herself, but due to the pressure of the school. Sometimes I feel like he had been doing all of these because of how guilty he felt after her demise.

Tears finally slipped down my cheeks.

Why was I the one he hated? Why was her death a weapon pointed at me?

I blinked fast and pushed another set of tears that were about to fall back.

“She never made mistakes. Now, can we talk about what matters? Leave Astrid out of this.” Inhaled sharply. "Do you think Astrid is going to love it if you keep on comparing her to me most times?" I questioned him.

He stared like I slapped him.

I stood, brushing dirt from my clothes.

“Oh! Now you think you are on the same level with Astrid now, huh?” He stepped closer. “Fine. I’ll send you to that Academy. You need more training."

No. Not that place. My stomach twisted at the mention of me going to the Academy.

“I won’t set foot there,” I snapped, hands shaking. “Not after what happened to Astrid.”

“Do I look like I care?” he scoffed.

“You should!” I shouted. “You know what happened! And now you want to send me there like I’m nothing? I’m your daughter! Do you think Astrid would be proud?”

It was really rare for me to stand up to him this way. I had always been scared of my father, but everything was just different this night.

“I don’t care. You want me to stop comparing? Then let's see if you survive in that school.”

“Then let’s make a deal.” My voice was steady now. “Give me six months. I’ll find whatever you have been looking for. Bring it back. If I fail, banish me. Kill me. Whatever you want. If I get to give you what you want, you'd allow me be your successor.”

His eyes narrowed. “Six months?”

“Yes.” I held his gaze. “Just six. I won’t fail.”

A long pause. Then—

“Fine.”

Relief flooded me.

“Thank you, Dad. I swear I won’t—”

“But you’ll still go to that school,” he interrupted. “This is your last chance. Fail again and I won’t protect you. The fact that you are in the school might help us figure out who was responsible for her death.

There he goes again.

"What if she actually committed suicide?"

"Bring me an evidence that she did." He turned back at me, walking away slowly from the room.

No words came. My chest tightened. He really meant what he said and he has made up his mind about it.

That school took Astrid from me. Now it’s coming for me too.