MasukAMELIA’S POV
I knew he was going to reject me, i prepare myself for the excruciating pain that comes along side rejection from one’s mate “I Klaus Mikealson reject you Amelia…..” “Stop!..” a voice from behind came, we all turned our faces to know who was the owner of the voice, only to find out it was the king, Klaus father, alpha Mikaelson “Father…” Klaus called out surprise To see his father. “You are not going to reject her, you are going to marry her today, I mean now.” The king said with authority, silence befallen the palace every one was silent no one dare say a word. Everyone was surprised by the king’s word, I was more surprised, though the king has always been like a father to me, he was the only one, who didn’t rain insults on me, he was the only one who didn’t look down on me or treat me like trash. But I didn’t expect him to stand by me, instead of his son, I look at him with tears in my eyes, he look at me and smile “Father what do you mean by that?.” Klaus asked “You are going to marry Amelia today,” the King repeated KLAUS MIKAELSON POV “ father, I can’t do that, I can’t marry a weak wolf less omega, the daughter of a slut.” I said to my father, annoyed. How could he tell me to marry, Amelia, ever since I was young I have always hated her. And to think my father is telling me KLAUS MIKAELSON to marry her got me really upset, how can I marry an omega, a wolf less one at that, never! I will never marry her even if the world came down I will still not marry her. I gave my father my seriousness look so he will know I have made up my mind and nothing can change it. He look at me and shake his head, I look at Amelia, whose face was already filled with tears, she is so weak and pathetic, how can she be crying because a guy rejects her. Well she is a pathetic orphan, whose mother was a whore, I guess her mother pass that gene to her I was still staring at her with a look of disgust in my face when my father’s words caught my attention. “Klaus you are going to regret this.” He said and left the party. I turn to Amelia to inflict more psychological pain to her but I couldn’t find her, I guess she ran out when my father was saying something about regret. My father’s words didn’t mean anything to me, I know what I wanted and it certainly not her, Gosh, she disgusts me! I was about to leave when my father came back holding Amelia hands and walking towards my direction, what is he doing? I thought we just had a mutual agreement that I wouldn’t marry Amelia. “We are holding your wedding now,” my father said, I couldn’t believe my ears, what was he saying ? Is he kidding me? “Father…I say I’m not…” I was cut short by his next word “If you don’t do as I say now, I will stripped you of all your right and you will never rule after my death, the kingship will pass to another.” He said with authority, and I knew he was serious, he wasn’t kidding. But I can’t adapt to it, I can’t lose all my rights, if I do what will my friend say about me, my father knew my weak point that why he is using it on me He knew I will do anything he says, when he comes to the throne. I look at Amelia who was avoiding eyes contact with me, she look so pathetic. If this is the marriage she wanted, I will give her a wedding along side excruciating pain till death do us part. I moved to her and whispered something to her ears “I’m going to marry you whether you like it or not, but just know this is the end of the little pathetic happiness in your life, I’m gonna make your life miserable, I’m gonna fill it with pain and suffering, you are going regret getting married to me, you are going to beg me to divorce you and I won’t grant you that satisfaction.” I whisper into her ears I could feel her shivering, she wanted to say something, I knew what she was about to say, I knew she wanted to refuse the marriage, but I wasn’t gonna let her do that, never! I knew if she refused my father will suspect me and will take the throne from me and stripped me out of my inheritance and I’m not gonna to let that happen, not now not ever. “Don’t even think about refusing this marriage, because if you do I will track you down and kill you,” I said to her and walked to my father. “Father, I will do as you say, I will marry her.” I said to my father, forcing a smile on my face, he smile brightly and hugged me. “Okay that’s good son let the wedding begin.” My father said with a smile on his face. Hours later The ceremony was over, we are now husband and wife, guest started leaving, little by little Soon after, all the guests left, I stood up and headed to my room, she followed me, the fact that she will be staying in the same room with me got me upset, I turned my back and look at her again, she bow her head looking at the floor, the sight of her brought up the memories of our sex Damn! I hated the fact that I had sex with her, and to think I liked it and looking at her, makes me want to have that night over and over again Fuck what is wrong with me I need to get her out of my head Fuck! I got into my room, pick up my phone and call Lily my favorite whore, I knew if I wanted to have a mind blowing sex to help me forget about my previous sex, Lily is the best person to call And moreover she is the queen of blowjob Damn! thinking about it, woke my lying cock, I could feel it harden. Amelia on the other hand stood inside my room like a lost puppy she was confused, I could feel her shivering, beads of sweat was coming out of her face. AMELIA POV I stood there silently, waiting for him to say something or do something, I didn’t want to do anything that would upset him more, at this point I was so scared, after everything he said to me at the hall, i am now scared for my life. After waiting for few minutes, which seems like a lifetime, he still didn’t say anything he just sat on the bed while pressing his phone, he kept staring at the door as if he was waiting for someone. Few minutes later a blonde haired lady walk into the room, she was very beautiful, she was putting on a lingerie, all her body was out for seeing. Klaus saw her and smiles, her eyes immediately caught me, I was still on my wedding gown. She looked at Klaus. “Who is she?” She asked Klaus “She is just a whore my father force me to marry, don’t mind her.” He said to her, his words was like a dagger to my heart, there was nothing I could do I kept quiet, looking at them. “Okay love.” Lily said and kiss him. Klaus grabbed her nipple and start sucking it, he tore her panties and drive is cock into her pussy, earning a soft moan from her. Tears flow down my eyes, I could feel the excruciating pain that comes with one’s maté cheating. I stood up and was about to leave, but I stop at my track when I heard his next statement. “You are not allowed to leave this room until I finish having sex.” He said Wait what?!Clara’s POV “What are you doing here?” he shouted. “Leave now or I’ll call the police!”I tilted my head.“Do you know who I am?” I asked.“I don’t need to,” he spat. “You’re the devil’s daughter. Bringing a gun into this sacred place. Aren’t you afraid of the goddess’s wrath?”I laughed.“Fuck you, and fuck your goddess,” I said calmly. “She’s the reason my life is a mess. I should be on some private island right now, drinking cocktails and living free. Instead, I’m being forced to marry someone I never wanted.”I stepped closer.“So listen carefully.”I gestured to my dress.“I’m dressed for a wedding. Ignore the black, it’s not a funeral. Well… actually, some people will die today, so I guess it’s both.”I lifted the gun lazily.“The priest meant to marry me was kidnapped. So now you’re coming with me to do it.”He shook his head violently.“Over my dead body,” he said. “I will never step into the palace.”I sighed, bored.“Yes… I’ve heard that line before.”I snapped my fingers.
Clara’s POV The priest has been… what?My fingers tightened around the gun.A slow, deadly smile spread across my face.“So,” I whispered, “they’ve decided to play games.”Lara’s voice came alive, sharp and thrilled.“Good,” she said. “That just means today will be fun.”I slowly turned to Fiona.“Get the car ready,” I said calmly. “We’re going out.”She didn’t ask questions. Fiona never asked unnecessary questions. She only nodded.“Yes, ma’am.”She left immediately. A few minutes later, she returned, keys in hand.“The car is ready,” she said. “Where are we going?”I stepped out of the room, my heels clicking softly against the floor, the slit in my black gown moving with each step. Fiona followed behind me.“I’m going to get a priest,” I said evenly.She nodded, understanding instantly, and was about to enter the car when I stopped her.“You’re not coming with me.”She turned.“I need you here,” I continued, my voice firm. “Make sure everything goes smoothly. If anyone causes trou
CLARA’S POV THE MARRIAGE DAY“Miss Clara, please wake up.”The soft voice pulled me out of sleep.I opened my eyes slowly, my vision still blurry, and the first thing I saw was a maid standing beside my bed. She was smiling too brightly for a morning like this. In her hands was a large white box, tied with a silver ribbon.I sat up lazily, running a hand through my hair.“It’s your wedding day,” she said, bowing her head. “I’m here to deliver your wedding dress.”The moment she said wedding day, my wolf exploded inside my head.Lara was jumping like a child who just got candy.“Wedding day! Wedding day!” Lara screamed excitedly. “Open the box! Open the box! Let’s see the dress!”I took the box from the maid and placed it on my lap. Slowly, I lifted the lid.Inside was a massive ball gown, white, heavy, and covered in diamonds. The fabric shimmered like frozen light. Expensive. Royal. Beautiful.“Wow,” Lara breathed. “It’s gorgeous. I love it.”“The king personally picked it for you,
THE KING’S POV Jason and I were still discussing Medusa when I heard a familiar loud voice echoing from the hallway.Clara.Before I could even react, Jason jumped from the office chair like someone poured hot water on him. He ran around my office in circles, looking for where to hide as if a demon was coming.“What are you doing?” I asked, completely confused.“I just heard Clara’s voice,” he whispered harshly. “And I think she’s coming here. I told you that girl is crazy. I need to hide. I don’t want her to see me here.”He was already checking under my desk.“So you’re going to leave me here with her, alone?” I asked. “I thought you were my godson.”He stopped for one second, looked at me with wide eyes, then shook his head.“She is your wife, so she is your responsibility. Besides, you need to get used to her madness.”And just like that, he slid behind the tall curtains by the window.I opened my mouth to curse him, but the office door flew open before I could speak.Clara walke
THE KING’S POV Mike, my wolf , wouldn't stop smiling inside my head. It was loud, annoying, and distracting. I tried to read through the documents on my desk, but his stupid grin kept echoing in my mind like a drum.“Can you just stop smiling in my head?” I finally snapped at him. “You’re distracting me. And for the record, I still don’t understand why you like her. She is crazy.”Mike stretched like a lazy beast waking from a long sleep.“Yeah, she’s crazy,” he said, sounding way too proud. “That’s exactly why I like her. She’s fire… and you’re over here drooling over that boring chick Amelia. Damn, she is too calm. We are already calm. We need some craziness to spice things up. And Clara is exactly what we need.”I scoffed. “No. We don’t need Clara. I’m only marrying her because I don’t have a choice. And I thought you liked Amelia. She is also our mate.”“That was before I found out Clara is our mate,” he replied quickly. “And Clara is hot as hell. Not to talk about her badass vib
KLAUS’S POV I stood there, frozen with rage, watching Clara walk out of the hall as if she owned the entire kingdom. As if she wasn’t the same gutter rat who crawled her way into our palace. As if she wasn’t the same bitch who dared to shoot at me earlier.She said I should prepare to call her mom?My blood boiled so fast I felt heat spread under my skin.How dare she.How dare she stand there and announce she would be queen, my father’s wife, while looking me dead in the eyes like she had already won.I clenched my fists and marched straight to my room, slamming the door so hard the walls shook. I was ready to destroy something, anything, until I saw her.My mother.Sitting on my sofa. Calm. Elegant. Cold. Sipping a glass of scotch like the whole kingdom wasn’t on fire.She looked like she didn’t care. Not one bit.Her return should have made me happy. After all, she was supposed to be dead. Gone for decades. But she was alive, standing here like death never touched her.I wanted to







