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All the guards stiffen as the new voice spoke up.

“I said, what is going on here?” my mate said again and this time irritation was clear in his voice, his voice is so husky, so deep that makes me want to purr out. He could even recite the longest story and I wouldn’t get bored of hearing his voice. I can feel waves of power coming from him in waves, this power is so strong that it belongs to a strong and mighty Alpha, but not just an Alpha, but an...Alpha King?!

‘I told you that you are special! You just didn’t want to listen to me!’ Myr said cockily as she huffed at me.

‘Even if he is my mate, do not forget that he had slept with another who isn’t his mate! He doesn’t want us! And if you want proof then go ask the girl who is currently in his chambers wrapped around in his duvet!’ I yelled at her and she only managed to whimper, I had hurt her but at least I said the truth.

My mate came closer to me but I only growled at him, he wasn’t expecting me to growl at me but I was angry at him, angry at what he had done.

“Mate” collective gasps of surprise came from the guards.

“She’s your mate?” I presumed that the man with black raven hair said, surprise and shock evident in his voice.

“Yes” I smiled internally, at least he hadn’t hide the fact that I was his mate and that had took some weight off my shoulders but the image of him and the other woman was still stamped in my head as I whimpered loud enough for them to hear.

“What is wrong beautiful?” he had called me beautiful, no one has ever complimented me and being called like this from my mate has overwhelmed me.

I didn’t spoke, I didn’t answer him back, I didn’t even look up at him because I am afraid that he would not want me and reject me, he had been with that woman, who’s to say that he wouldn’t be with her even after this. They had shared something deep, while I had no connection with him or whatsoever, I was just his mate.

He must have realized that I wouldn’t speak to him, maybe he had thought that I was afraid of him. Yes, I am a little afraid of him regarding the rumors that I have heard, he is a cold hearted king yet a great ruler, they say that he hates rogues but despises vampire even more. He walked closer to his Beta and asked.

“What is wrong with her?” he asks them, his eyes cold and hard.

“We don’t know, all that we know is that she is a rogue that had entered the old palace-” the Beta was cut short as my mate growled but then composed himself.

“She went to the palace?” he asked as he gritted his teeth. My eyebrows quirked up in confusion, what if I had entered the palace? Is it forbidden?

“Yes, she did, we don’t know how she did that but she put up quite a fight before we got her here, we locked her and intended to question her-” my mate growled and the Beta slightly flinched and I wantes to roll my eyes. He really didn't have to act like he cares about my well being, he already has a replacement. I thought bitterly and sadly.

“But she had managed to escape and ran through the halls and we found her here” the Beta ended and my mate only nodded before he came closer to me, I growled at him in warning but he just shrugged it off as he swooped me and carried me up in bridal style, as his skin met with mine, sparks bursted as tingles shot up, my stomach was erupting in butterflies as I yelped. Myr howled in pleasure as his mate carried us, she even purred, that wolf!

I was clearly irritated that he had man handled me, sure, I was his mate but that doesn’t give him a reason to just do such things like this!

“Put me down!” I said as I hit his rock hard chest, every punch came with tingles and sparks, my hand started to get hurt, it was like punching a rock!

“Nope” he said as he smirked, clearly amused at me, I rolled my eyes.

“You do know that I am not physically disfigured right?” he raised an eyebrow at me in a sexy manner; I almost fanned myself, why did my mate have to be so perfect and well, hot?

I raised my legs up and saw that his eyes darken, lust was clear in his eyes and I gulped before I spoke again.

“I have legs, I can walk” I stated the obvious.

“Yes, and I also do not have eye problems seeming that I can see that you have” he said sarcastically as I huffed in annoyance.

“But, if I do let you walk using your longa et parum pudici legs, you would run away from me” he stated as if he was sure that I would escape from him, and hearing him speak in a different language was so hot that sends makes my lower regions clench. (long and sexy)

“No I wouldn’t” I defended; he looked at me with a blank look, clearly seeing straight through my lie.

“You would”

“Wouldn’t”

“You would parva mate” (little mate)

“Wouldn’t”

“Would”

“Fine! I would! It’s only because I don’t want to see your handsome face again” I mumbled the last part so only I could hear it.

After a few seconds I spoke up again “Where are we even going?” I asked him.

“To my room” I widened my eyes, his room? The room where they did it? Oh hell no. which got me thinking, my bag. Why do I always tend to forget things?

I cleared my throat as I looked up at him, God, why did he have to be painstakingly beautiful and handsome. His jawline was begging my fingers to run through it. I just want to run my fingers across it but held back my temptation. His eyes are so addicting that I might get lost if I stare at them for too long.

My cheeks reddened as I realized that I have been staring at him for too long as he chuckled at my embarrassment. His chuckle is so deep and manly that I could never get bored at hearing his chuckles.

“Don’t worry Amor, this body is all yours, you can stare at me as long as you can” he whispered huskily into my ear and I blushed again and he chuckled once more as I slapped his chest playfully as I buried my head deeper into his chest to hide my embarrassment. (Love)

I stare at him again but his brown eyes captivated me once more, distracting me from saying what I was going to say.

“Um…” I stuttered not knowing what to say. I was surprised that until now he manages to carry me without having any difficulty.

“Hmm?” he hummed as he looked at me, that simple respond made my mind think different thoughts as I blushed again.

I took a deep breath before I answered.

“IneedmybagpackthatmusthavebeenwithyourBeta” I said in one go and he looked at me funnily.

“What?” He had put me down gently on the floor and I realized that we were in a room the same as the room I had found him but this time it was larger and wider. He looks so hot when he was confused that makes me want to kiss him and have my way with him, but the thought of seeing him with another woman removed all of my desires to be with him.

I have saved myself for him yet he couldn't do that to me as well.

‘But he is our mate, and don’t you dare deny that you don’t like him’ Myr said in an accusing tone.

‘I do not!’ Myr stayed silent.

‘Okay! Maybe I do, a little. Happy?’ Myr snorted at my reply and I heard a throat being cleared and I furrowed my eyebrows.

“What did you say back then? I couldn’t quite understand what you have said, maybe say it again but this time, slowly?” oh yeah I forgot.

“Um… I need my bag pack which currently must be with your Beta” I said shyly. He nodded and mind linked his Beta.

“He says that the bag pack is with him and that he will send someone over to give it, but enough of that. I want to know why you were a rogue, deliciae?” he asked me and I avoided his stare, this is the part where I dread, who would come to know of my past and the baggage that I am carrying with me and he will reject me for sure. (darling)

“Um… I ... Um” he must have noticed that I am uncomfortable with the topic and I was glad that he had not prodded me for answers.

“Maybe you can tell me when you are ready to tell me, okay, amor?” I nodded at him. (love)

“What is your name, pulchram?” (beautiful)

“Scarlett” I answered with a smile.

“Scarlett, beautiful” he said testing out my name, he spoke my name so beautifully, I never knew that my name could be said in that manner and he clearly says my name better than I do.

“My name is Damien, pulchram” he said as he gave me a heart stopping smile that made him even more handsome, being as gorgeous as him should be a crime because apparently it makes women faint. (beautiful)

“Damien” I repeated as it rolled naturally out of my tongue, I liked his name, his smile grew bigger and his smile was so contagious that I smiled back at him.

We talked for a couple of hours and in that short period of time, I got to know Damien a lot better, he had become a King when he was 18 and he was now 20 years old so he had ruled for 2 years now, his parents died when he was only 18 and I could see that it was a touchy subject so I didn’t prodded for more answers and he relaxed when changed the topic. His favorite color is blue and gold, which explains the color of his room.

I also said a couple things about myself excluding how my pack had abused and bullied me, I still loved my pack even if they abused me, at least they took care of me, right?

He left minutes ago, and as he left he placed a sweet kiss on my forehead as he muttered unhappily that he had some important things to do, I am happy that he looked annoyed that he had to leave me, at least I have some hope that he wants me as his mate.

My stomach made a sound as it begged for me to feed it, and thankfully it had happened when Damien left, it would be embarrassing if he had heard it. I exited Damien’s room and stumbled across a girl and asked her directions, at first she just stared at me incredulously before she gave me the directions. I said a grateful ‘thanks’ and went towards the kitchen.

As I got there, some people gave me curious stares while others didn’t give me acknowledgement; I shrugged them off and went to grab an apple from the counter and bit on it, the savory taste of bitter sweetness attacked my taste buds.

A sudden fist was pounded against the marbled counter as I looked up to see a furious girl glaring at me, her eyes were in a deep blue but I could see the fire dancing around her irises.

“Listen here bitch, I don’t care who the fuck you are or if you are even his mate, but let me tell you this, he is mine and he always be mine. I am his Queen, not you so just back the fuck away, we already had fucke-” I stopped her declaration as I pounded my fists at her fake make-up plastered face, my hand stung but all I felt was rage, how dare she!

She stumbled back as she held her broken nose and I smirked maliciously at her.

‘That will teach her who she is messing with!’

My wolf snarled as she bared her teeth, wanting to sink it in her tiny neck.

She screamed at me, saying that I was crazy and fucked up but I ignored her as I glared at her, she even dared to punch me back but she had lacked practice and I had managed to dodge each one of her weak attempts.

I punched her again as I felt the fire within me burn up, fueling my anger, I was about to knock her down when Damien appeared.

“What is going on in here?” Damien asked, anger lacing his voice as he took in the scene, where his mate stood, her eyes burning with rage, while another girl was clutching her bloody nose.

“Da-amien” the fake bimbo croaked, an unpleasing sound, as she pouted faking innocence as she clutched on Damien’s toned bicep, I growled lowly at her, warning her as she glared at me, a smug grin etched on her face.

“Look Damien, she punched me, I was doing nothing when she just punched me like a crazy person, I was just congratulating her for being your mate when she got all possessive and attacked me, where did I go wrong?” she sobbed as she clutched onto Damien’s arm a little bit tighter, she made the story look like it was true, what a manipulating bitch.

“Why did you punch her Scarlett?” Damien asked as he turned to look at me, he held anger in his eyes and he looked… disappointed, I was shocked, how could he even display that emotion?

“You’re defending her? That’s sweet; now that she had told you her side of the story can I tell mine? Yes, I did punch her, but can you kindly ask her what she had done before I punched her fake face? She deserved that” I pointed at her face before I looked back at Damien as I stared at him, straight in the eyes, “But if you really had a good time with her, it’s fine with me if you would make her your Queen, I approve” I said softly as I smiled at him sadly before I walked away, feeling torn, dejected, broken.

I felt hot tears pouring from my eyes as I hastily wiped them away.

What's worse was that he didn’t even stop me from leaving.