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Chapter 6. I Don’t Want A Mate
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2025-09-02 13:59:58Bliss
I nodded, but my voice cracked when I tried to respond, “ I—I’m Bliss.”
Her expression didn’t change. She stopped in front of a door and opened it, monitoring me inside.
I don’t know what I was expecting from the Kareem pack territory, but it definitely wasn’t this.
My room looked like a luxury penthouse, with polished silver wood floors that felt cool,clean and cold beneath my bare feet. Minimalist furniture accented with sleek black metal and dark oak filled the space — modern and expensive, like something from a high-end catalogue. A wall-length window overlooked a private garden.
Where the moonlight shimmered against a reflective pool. It was silent. Pristine. Too perfect to be safe.
My knees nearly buckled again, not from fear this time, but from sheer exhaustion.
Calla opened another door; that was the closet. I’m just wondering how many women have lived here. I thought the alpha was not interested in love. Anyway, he still has to satisfy his sexual cravings.
“This should fit.” She said and turned to leave.
I stepped towards her, hand wringing. “ Thank you.”
She paused by the door. “Don’t thank me; I don’t trust you.”
I winced.
“But,” she added after a beat, “Kharo said to give you space. So I will, for now.”
Then she left without another word. The heavy door closed with a deep click.
I collapsed onto the bed and curled like a feral thing.
The bed spray smelt of cedar and something minty. I pressed my face into them and tried not to cry. But of course I did anyway.
They weren’t loud sobs. Just silent. Leaking grief. Grief for George. For my baby, and for the life I’d given freely to people who’d shoved me into the river like I was nothing.
And now… this bond .
This pulls towards a stranger with a voice like a growl.
And eyes that have refused to look at me for more than two seconds.
The truth was unbearable; still, there was the tiny part of me that wanted him to look. Really look.
Something about him didn’t just spark a connection. It dragged something out of me.
I bent gently to look at the black mark on my buttocks.
I didn’t know what it meant yet.
A knock pulled me up. I sat up fast, heart racing.
A lady came in to serve dinner.
I stared at the food like it might be poisoned. But my hunger outweighed the fear. I got the urge to eat, but I couldn’t.
Just as I sat staring at the meal, there was another knock. This time, Calla returned. “ Alpha wants to see you.”
My pulse leapt. “Now?”
“Don’t keep him waiting.”
I followed her through the corridors. We stepped into a larger room. At the far end stood Kharo.
He didn’t look at me.
“ Leave us,” he said without turning.
Calla hesitated.
“She’s still new. Vulnerable.” A man on the other side of the room uttered. ”
He raised a brow.
The other man clenched his jaw and nodded once and stepped out, closing the door behind them.
Kharo finally looked at me, and the room went quiet in a way that had nothing to do with sound.
“You’re not just a stray,” he said. I stayed rooted to the floor, unsure if I should speak.
“Do you know what you are?”
I shook my head. “ No. I… I don’t understand any of this. I didn’t choose it.”
“No one chooses fate.”
That made me flinch because fate had already played such cruel jokes on me.
He turned towards me. “This bond… between us, it shouldn’t exist. I’ve never felt anything like it, and I don’t plan to. It’s wrong.”
My throat tightened. “Why is it wrong?”
“Because I don’t want a mate.”
That word hits harder now than I expected. I looked down. “ I didn’t ask for this either.”
We stood there in the echoing space , both tethered by something neither of us wanted. The silence thickened until I felt like choking on it.
Finally, he exhaled, “You’ll stay here for now.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to check something.”
I nodded. “What if I try to leave then?”
His eyes locked on mine. “Then you’ll leave me with no choice; I’ll hunt you down myself.”
My skin pickled.
He stepped closer, his voice lower now. “ I don’t trust you. So for now, I’ll protect you, but make no mistakes: you’re not safe because I like you. You’re safe because I need to understand you.”
The word sent a chill down my spine.
Then he turned and left me standing there alone—again in the middle of a room I didn’t belong in, surrounded by a pack I didn’t trust, bound to a man I didn’t choose.
I stood there, unsure of where I was supposed to go or what I was supposed to do.
I made my way back to the room.
I just sat on the couch in the room. There was another knock on the door.
What’s with these people and the knocks?
Before I could answer, the door opened.
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