his rude mistress

I woke up the next morning with my body on fire. I was sore the night before, but it seemed like it doubled the next morning. I took my shower and it helped to soothe me.

I wasn't given any breathing space. The sex happened every night. The second time wasn't as painful as the first. The third time, I wasn't sure how I felt, but I wouldn't say I liked it. The fourth time was much better and it kept getting better as the days went by.

It got to a point where I yearned deeply for the night to come due to how much I craved his body.

On the seventh night, he kissed me. That kiss sent fire into my body, igniting every cell on my skin. He made me feel so different. I prayed inwardly that it was the same case with him.

The sex reoccurred for 2 weeks as he had said and that was it. I never got to see him again. On the third week, I got a pregnancy test which stated I was 2 weeks.

I was more than joyed and of course very eager to tell him. I wanted to see the cold look on his face melt for a second when he finds out I was now with a child.

My heart rate ran fast as I knocked on his door. He had clearly warned me that I should stay clear of him, but I was just pushing my luck.

The door opened and I was greeted by his usual cold look. He stared at me from up to down with a frown on my face.

“What did I say about__"

I cut him short before he could finish. “I am pregnant!" I yelled with a smile on my face

The smile slowly started fading when I noticed he didn't look as happy as I wanted him to be.

“What do you want from me, a cuddle? This is your job. That is why you bloody signed the contract papers!" He roared at me while I stayed calm my fear.

He pointed his index finger at me. “The next time you think of disturbing my peace again, I'd have you chained to your room!“

Those words shattered my heart, but my stupid heart still thought to love him. I went back to my room heartbroken but still determined to make him see me as his mate and not a breeder.

Since his presence scared me so much, I decided to reach him in the only way perfect way I could think of

I would knit a ribbon and on that ribbon, I would put a note there so he could read and know I had him in my heart. I would tell him how my day went and of cause add quotes to help his day. I didn't stop there, I also texted him every single day.

Call me desperate, but I was just trying to make him see he had a mate who wanted him. He might not know I was his mate, or maybe he doesn't care, but I planned on making him know what I felt for him.

It repeated itself for some time and it got to a point I wondered if he ever read the notes in the first place because each time I got to his room to drop another ribbon, I would see the previous ones kept in the same place I did.

Months passed and I continued with these rituals. It even became a part of me.

It all ended n a rainy night while I racked my head for what to put in the notes. The door to my room flung open and I was faced with an annoyed blonde lady_ someone I had never seen before.

“What is this?!" she shot at me and my eyes landed on her hand which had all the ribbons I had sent the Alpha.

“How did you_" she didn't let me finish before lashing at me.

“You whore! Just because the Alpha chose you as his breeder doesn't mean he would ever want you" she yelled at me, her eyes red with rage.

“I don't understand," I said, truly confused.

“Have you looked at yourself in the mirror, maybe if you do, you'd understand no one can ever love an ugly duckling like you!" She walked further into the room, and out of fear, I moved back.

“Stay away from the Alpha, he is mine, so back the fuck up!" She snapped and with that, she left.

I stared at the ribbons on the floor as tears welled up in my eyes. He had a woman all this while, then why didn't he just reject me? Why did he bring up the idea when he knew he was going to make my life a living hell?

Out of anger, I fisted my hand tightly and marched to his room. I was going to confront him and ask him why he was being so mean to me.

I barged into his room, but the least I expected was that lady to be with him. He rammed into her as her moans and his groans prevented the. from noticing me. I asked myself what I ever did wrong.

He was giving the attention I yearned for to another woman. My heart shredded into pieces as I walked out of the room with my legs failing me.

I got to my room and with my hands wrapped around my baby bump, I slipped to the floor and cried so hard that it got harder for me to breathe. It was then I realized my worth

He didn't have any value for me, but his child. If this was his way of punishing me for something I didn't know I did, then I was surely going to make him suffer.

I sprang up on my feet and headed for my closet. I would leave this God-forsaken pack with his child. He would never had more chances to set his eyes on me or his baby again.