The Mate He Hates

Amanda’s POV

At first, I didn’t care what they were doing; he was a monster, and I hated him. But as I watched, I began feeling a clench in my heart. Watching my mate, a man who is supposed to love, adore, and protect me, with another woman, moaning loudly in ecstasy was something I couldn’t endure, no matter how hard I tried.

I tried to suppress my emotions, but I couldn’t. Instead, my eyes began brimming with tears. When I realized I couldn’t stay and watch anymore, I decided to leave, but he stopped me, paid the lady, and asked me to wait until he returned.

I wished I could ignore his commands and leave, but I was scared of the implications of my action. Inhaling deeply, I wiped the tears on my cheek and composed myself. He didn’t deserve a single drop of my tears.

A moment later, I heard his footsteps behind me, announcing he was out of the shower. He didn’t say a word to me, but rather, I heard movement around, and after a moment, he spoke. “Turn around,” his voice was low and tender.

Swallowing my pain and composing myself, I turned around and met him seated on the bed. He was wearing just sweatpants, while his hair was dripping water. “Come closer,” he gestured, and I obeyed, standing before him.

Our gazes interlocked, and he stared at me for a moment with an unreadable expression. Suddenly, he pulled me to himself, making me sit on his lap. “Let go of me,” I murmured as I tried to get off his lap, but his grip around my waist was tight. “Stay still,” he ordered, his tone laced with command, which I found myself obeying. I hated how his Alpha aura always had an effect on me.

Settling down, I looked away from him, my eyes on anywhere but him. “Look at me,” he instructed, and with a nervous gulp, I shifted my gaze and looked his way. Our eyes interlocked, and I realized his expression had softened. He didn’t seem angry, but rather, he had this satisfied look on his face.

“How did you feel when you watched me with her?” He popped up that question, and I frowned. “Nothing,” I lied without giving it a thought. Of course, I was never going to tell him that I felt miserable.

He scoffed and held my chin with his fingers. “Are you sure about that?” He raised a brow, and I swallowed hard. “Yes, why should I care who you’re with?” I murmured and saw a little frown appear on his face. “Because you are my wife,” he stated firmly, and I raised a brow. The way he said it seemed like he meant it when he said I was his wife.

“A wife is supposed to feel miserable and jealous seeing her husband with another woman; is that not supposed to be it?” He asked, and I scoffed. “That is a wife who loves you,” I responded, and the frown on his face deepened.

“Are you trying to say you didn’t feel any form of pain or discomfort…”

“I didn’t,” the lie easily slipped through my tongue.

“Then why were you crying and about to leave?” He questioned, and my words got stuck in my throat.

“Tell me,” he tightened his grip on my waist and pulled me so close to himself that we were just an inch apart.

“That is how I feel whenever I think of you and Matthew together,” he groaned, his hot breath fanning my face, causing my knees to weaken. “You are my wife, Amanda. You belong to me. I am the only one allowed to touch you,” he declared possessively, and I frowned. “I’m not your wife. Our marriage was a lie and a means to carry out your revenge on me. Beta Matthew is my mate, and I love him. I want to be with him.”

Alpha Edward growled, his eyes burning with rage. “And you think I will let you go? Do you think I will let you be with your mate when you took mine from me? It seems you have forgotten that you took my mate from me. You killed Elisa and made me mateless!” He yelled through gritted teeth, and I frowned. Anger and hate boiled inside of me. The fact that he still saw Elisa as his mate got me angry, and I flared up. “Elisa is not…” I held back my words.

“Elisa is what?” He seemed confused. Inhaling deeply, I thought it wise not to say anything to him without solid proof. “I didn’t kill Elisa, and soon Beta Matthew will prove that. And when he does, you will have no reason to keep me.”

The frown on his face turned to curiosity. “So you are saying you didn’t kill Elisa? You want me to believe that?” He questioned. He was having a hard time believing me, and I didn’t have the time to explain things to him. “Very soon, Beta Matthew will prove my innocence. Once he’s done that, I will be free from you, and you will have no reason to keep me,” I stated firmly and heard him growled. His grip on my waist tightened as my words seemed to get to him.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“And what if he is unable to prove your innocence?” Alpha Edward asked, and my heart skipped a beat. The thought of that scared me. “That means you will be bound to me forever,” a devilish smirk appeared on the left corner of his cheek, and I grunted. “Unfortunately for you, Alpha Edward. Beta Matthew will prove my innocence, and there is nothing you will be able to do,” I stated firmly and saw him grit his teeth.

“Once the truth is revealed, I will be free from you and be with…” he didn’t let those words leave my mouth before he slammed his lips against mine, his grip on my waist tightening.

Shutting my mouth, I tried pulling away, but he pressed me to himself and tried to force his way into my mouth, but I refused as I sealed my lips tighter.

“Open up!” He grunted, but I refused. I heard him groan as he broke the kiss and held my gaze, his eyes filled with anger and desire for me.

“You asked for it,” he carried me and threw me on the bed while he hovered above me. With our eyes interlocking, I felt him lift my dress, and then I felt his fingers on my underwear. Just when he was about to shift my underwear, the door of his room flung open, and we looked toward the direction of the door to see Beta Matthew walking into the room.

“Stay away from her,” he growled and jerked Alpha Edward away from me.