Chapter 3

                     Amelia's p.o.v

  The men stepped away from Merbal with smirks and approached me slowly.

  I was about to stand up and run to the door when I was grabbed by the leg and pushed down on the ground. I winced in pain as one of the men hovered on top of me, while two of his friends grabbed each side of my hand to stop me from fighting back. 

  I was screaming and calling out to my mate who was standing still, looking down at me unaffected, his expression was colder than it was a few minutes ago. I couldn't believe that he really was the man I had been waiting for all my life. Something was terribly wrong with him.

  What happened to male mate's hating other men looking at their females?. What happened to mates being possessive and loving. The fucking bastard in front of me was neither of those things.

  "Let's toy with her a bit before diving in." The man on top of me said seriously then leaned in and kissed my neck roughly, his tongue making me nauseous.

  I was disgusted by him and myself as well. If I wasn't born as an Omega or a woman, they wouldn't be doing such awful things to me.

  The man shifted a bit and leaned in to kiss my lower lip.

  I knew what I was about to do was a death wish, but I wasn't going to let trash like him be the first to kiss or fuck me. I angrily bite his upper lip hard.

  I ignored the taste of blood that poured in my mouth and bit harder. 

  The man pulled back with a loud growl. I was about to look up when a hard punch across my face made me dizzy. My hearing slowly began to dim and all I could hear was my wolf's loud whimpers.

  I blinked a few times to clear my vision but I was getting more dizzy. My breath was labored and my head aching so very badly. It's as if It was being ripped in two.

  A large hand touched my cheek gently, immediately the pain subsided and when the beautiful tingles erupted again throughout my body, I knew who it was, but I couldn't understand why he was touching me.

  I slowly leaned into the warmth of the hand as I closed my eyes.

  I didn't care anymore what he would do to me.

   I had no strength to fight any man off and my mate was a heartless bastard who didn't give a shit.

  As my breath slowly stabilized I could hear loud whimpers and cries.

   Whoever it was. They sounded like they were in pain.

  The hand on my cheek dropped and the warmth disappeared. I forced my eyes open and looked at the figure in front of me. 

  My mate stood with his back towards me, his shoulders were slightly rising and falling and his hands were covered in blood.

  In front of him, on the ground was the warrior's body who had hit me. He was covered in blood, and large claw marks showed on most of his naked body. His breathing was very low and he was struggling.

  The two other warriors stood a bit further away looking at the alpha in horror.

  One had a few claw marks on his cheek and the other was trying to stand straight but he couldn't. His leg looked injured.

  "I permitted you to fuck her, but you disobeyed my words by hitting her and that does piss me off a lot. This slut is to serve my wife as a slave, she can't be having bruises and scars on her body. What I offer my woman should be perfect like she is." He spat in a loud threatening growl.

  Tears filled my eyes as his words slowly sunk in.

  He didn't hit the warrior nor stop him for my sake, but because I was a toy about to be given to his beloved wife.

  "We are sorry alpha. Please forgive us." The warrior who couldn't stand straight said in a respectful tone.

  "Get this trash from the ground and get the fuck out of my face." He ordered.

  The two men quickly moved and grabbed the injured man from the ground then rushed out of the room with him.

  The alpha sighed then looked at Marble who quickly faced the other side.

  When he looked at me I too quickly lowered my gaze.

  We both feared the man in front of us. He wasn't like any high rank we had come across.

  In these past minutes, I understood a few things about him.

  First, he had a very bad temper. Whatever command or demand he gave out, it was supposed to be taken seriously. No one was allowed to go against his words unless they were desperate for death.

  Secondly, he cared for no one. An alpha who could hurt his own men and mate meant he only cared for himself.

  He had no pity or Mercy. When injuring someone he seemed unfazed. It's like he enjoyed inflicting pain on others.

  And lastly. He was a psycho. A bastard who was crazy and complicated. 

  I couldn't understand why he was doing this?. Deep down in my heart, I wished to have nothing to do with him, but then again, he was my mate.

  He walked to the couch opposite the table and stood a meter away from it.

  "You." He called loudly.

   Merbal and I quickly turned to face him.

  "Me?" Merbal asked huskily.

  "Blow me." He demanded as moved his hands to his trousers and pulled down the zip.

  My world there and then seemed to stop.

  Everything that happened was like a false implantation of a horrible nightmare. 

  I watched in tears as Merbal moved and crawled to where he was. She moved her hands and unbuckled his belt slowly.

  She pulled down the trousers and she was about to touch his boxer when I growled at her loudly getting both their attention.

   My wolf and I weren't having it. If he didn't want me then he was free to reject me, but as long as he wasn't ready to reject me, I wasn't going to let him be with another woman besides me. Wife or not.