บททั้งหมดของ The Scarred Mate He Never Loved: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Flashback Rita Beep. Beep. Beep. The blaring sound of the alarm tore through my sleep, and I hurriedly got out of bed, freshened up quickly, and tied my hair into a bun. As I stared into the mirror, the scar on my face stared back at me with cruelty. My arms trailed along it, following the trail. Those deep-rooted murmurs, hatred and disgust, followed each line. But a quick excitement stole the moment. It was my fourteenth birthday, and I couldn’t have wished for anything more than fair treatment. It was a special day for all werewolf clans. As I stepped out of the room, excitement bubbling over, my steps froze on ice at the sound of a conversation that was clearly about me. “Mother, you talk like you don't know that there's nothing that could be done about this?” Becky's voice roared, sharp and humorless. “Nothing good can ever come out of that good-for-nothing, curse of a sister.” Mum chuckled, chewing her food with an expression I could already picture was anything

Four years laterRita“You.”His voice roared in my head, so terrifying that I had to jump out of bed to the blurring sound of the alarm by my bedside. It was the same nightmare that had taunted me these past four years, The same one that had shattered my life and dragged me into a cruelty I had never imagined for myself.I quickly ran out of bed when I reached for the clock. “Nooo,” I shouted, hurrying to take my bath.There was no way I was resuming late today. There was no way I would let myself experience any harsh treatment from Anna, the chief maid, for lateness. I took the quickest shower ever and hurried out of the servant’s quarters to the open space just by the courtyard. That was my designated duty this morning.I looked around. No one was looking my way; everyone was busy with their activities, which was a good sign. Relief barely settled before her voice cut through the air.“Why are you still stuck there all morning?”I flinched. The broom slipped from my grasp and hit t

Rita“Mate?”He looked as stunned as I was as he raised his brows in confusion, blinking a couple of times as if still trying to comprehend it, before mouthing his disbelief.The air and the hall fell into a sudden calm… too calm, like the spirits had just stopped to watch. Only the panting hearts of two were heard. My breath and that of Marvin.“Nooo,” he growled, eyes blazing as they met mine. “No, there is nowhere on earth this could have been possible,” he blurted angrily, trying to drag the cord that intertwined us together as mates, but it bulged and could only be severed if he accepted or rejected me.“You evil swine, what did you do? Tell me the witch you visited to make this happen. Answer me,” he barked, his eyes burning into mine with rage that he couldn’t control.“I said answer me,” he roared, and I jerked back, dread and confusion colliding at me. The hate in his eyes, the rage, was second to none. His jaw clenched, teeth grinding with such force that it sent another pul