The Mate
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Lena’s pov
I blinked my eyes continuously when I heard him say those words as if they were nothing.
“Was this a dream?” I thought to myself.
After I woke up from my slumber that felt like an eternity I was perplexed to see myself in a place I was not familiar with.
Initially, I thought my uncle’s men had taken me back to that awful place I called him.
One glance at the wonderfully decorated room I realised there was no way that my uncle or my aunt would let me sleep in such a place.
After finding out that I tried to run away they might even want to kill me for being a disgrace.
I knew I acted impulsive but I had to take that bold step for my child.
I was done being their puppets.
“I want you to be my Luna,” Adrian said again to me.
Even though this was the first time I was meeting him he had this lingering familiar presence that I was unable to shake off.
Something was binding us together and I wanted to be closer to him.
Our eyes were locked in each other’s gaze and it felt at that moment that time paused for a moment, leaving the both of us in our world.
I was still panting softly when his fingertips brushed past my lips and we both muttered at the same time.
“Mate.”
The words stunned me even further because it was really rare for someone to be rejected and still have a second-fated mate.
Most rejected mates spend years nursing their broken hearts watching their beloved with another mate.
Most times the stigma of a rejected mate makes it incredibly hard to find a chosen mate unless you are from a family of influence.
People like us just spend our days wallowing in shame and were used as prices to satisfy the sexual desires of the wolves with high ranks.
“The moon goddess has seen my struggles and has finally blessed me with a mate,” Adrian said.
His voice rang in my eyes and I jolted into reality.
“W.. what are you talking about?” I stuttered as I avoided his gaze.
“Don’t act like you don’t feel this bond growing between us.” He said hurriedly.
He sounded excited but I wasn’t.
After what my last mate did to me I was already traumatized enough not to mention that I already had a stranger’s baby growing inside me.
“I don’t.” I lied.
I was disappointed with my inability to make what I said convincing.
“You don’t sound confident.” He smirked.
I nearly pulled my eyes out seeing alpha Adrian smiling at me.
I’ve heard stories of the rival pack close to our pack.
They said he was ruthless and was a beast that could shape shit into a whole wolf and rip your flesh apart.
They said even from his childhood he was called the devil wolf.
The tales of alpha Adrian were used to scare children so they wouldn’t cross the boundary between the two packs.
Seeing him now I was beginning to reconfigure my definition of a devil.
“I’m not your mate,” I said again but something in me knew I was just deceiving myself.
“You don’t have to accept me now. I’ll wait until you’re ready to accept me.” Adrian said.
I didn’t answer him.
I stared at him wondering if all the devils were this warm and nice.
“All I ask is that you let me take care of you and never run away from me. Please.” He added.
I felt my heart slip into two. I was beginning to get curious.
Who was this man?
Why was he so nice to me?
What does he want?
My mind was racing with many possibilities.
“Anything you want the maids will attend to you,” Adrian said.
I was still dumbfounded when I felt him gently pat the side of my head.
The feeling was blissful.
The last time I had such an experience was with my father.
My uncle and aunt didn’t have the luxury of time to even do things like this with me because they were too busy being a bully.
When he left the room I took my time scanning my surroundings.
I’ve never had such a luscious space to myself.
After my dad died my cousin took over my room and since then I never slept on a bed.
It had been so long that I had forgotten what it felt like to have a fluffy pillow over my head.
I came in front of a mirror in the dressing room then I took in my appearance.
My body was lean unlike most ladies my age.
Thankfully my body still developed enough I fed on leftover crumbs from my uncle’s family.
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My body still had some scars which was unusual because wolves could heal.
Unfortunately for me, I had a weak wolf plus I was feeding poorly at this point I was more human than a wolf.
I heard the door crank open and I quickly turned my gaze to see who it was.
I was welcomed by the scent of freshly cooked meat sauce.
I didn’t know how I started drooling because the meal was a feast with dessert and champagne.
The maids started arranging the food on the table and when they were done one of the maids dismissed the others.
She turned to me with a warm smile.
“My name is Lillian. I was assigned by the alpha to be your maid.”
“Personal… maid?” I asked.
She gave me a confused look then she smiled.
“I can see you are not like the other ones.”
“I don’t need a maid.” I objected.
“Alpha Adrian already gave me orders and I have to obey. What you want doesn’t matter.” She said calmly.
She pulled out a seat and gestured at me.
Just as I expected the food tasted like heaven.
The door flung open and I saw a fierce-looking woman with a bevy of maids behind her.
Her presence reminded me of my cousin and I knew she was going to be in trouble.
She took the wine on the table and launched it onto my face.
Lillian gasped immediately with shock.
“Lady Claire you can’t do this,” Lillian said stepping in front of me.
Last Claire signalled one of her maids and they dragged Lilian aside.
I got up from my seat because I was confused but to my amazement, I felt a hand pushing me with full force.
“Learn your place stray dog.”
Those were the last words I heard before I crashed on the ground.