Dangerous Invincible

Anger, frustration and hatred.
I never thought I would ever feel these strong emotions towards someone but I felt it.
I feel it, towards him.
These were the emotions that was swirling inside of me as I shut the bedroom room closed.
Tears of frustration and helplessness pooled in my eyes.
This is not how I thought my mate would be.
He was not how my mother had said my mate would be.
He was not.
"You're wrong, mummy"
I whispered angrily wiping the tears that escaped my eyes and trailed down the path of my round cheeks.
I sat down on the edge of the king sized bed.
My hands laying flat, feeling the smoothness and silkiness of the satin covers.
I looked down at the bed covers that was a black satin sheets and I couldn't help but relate the dark shade of the sheets with his
soul.
This was not my first time in this room, in fact I've been sleeping here since the day I had arrived here, sometimes with him but
most of the time alone, I took note that his room have only two shades.
Black and white.
Blank and dark.
Like his soul, perhaps.
Even though I've been sleeping in this room, I have never once felt like I belong here, never felt it like mine, instead it felt cold
and too blank.

Or maybe I felt that way because he never once mentioned this room as ours but just a room.
It hurts so much, his actions, his words and his lack of emotion towards me.
I don't expect him to be good towards me but the least he could do was to be a little more civil towards me.
That's all I want from him.
The way he treats me, no one has ever treated me in such a way.
Without warning, a sob escaped passed my lips as my heart felt heavy.
I rubbed my chest trying to sooth the ache as I felt a longing ache settle there.
I miss my parents and relatives.
I laid down on the bed tiredly as I felt all my energy drown out.
"I miss you Mummy, daddy.’ I whispered staring at the plain white wall blankly.
I don't want him.
He can't be my mate.
He is your mate.
My wolf faint voice was heard at the back of my head.
"No, he is not."
I whispered angrily at my wolf.
"He maybe your mate but not mine"
I sniffled wondering about the possibility of me not his mate.
He is our mate.
My wolf's voice was stronger than it ever was.

"Just go away.Disappear like you always do."
I sobbed as I hid my face in the sheets successfully drowning my cries.
You know, I don't do it intentionally...
My wolf's voice faded away at the end and then it was silent.
My mind was clear and I could no longer hear her voice or feel her presence.
That's the longest my wolf had ever talked to me because she usually vanishes away after a few seconds of making her
presence known to me.
I cried angrily as I was once again left alone.
Even my wolf isn't be there when I need her to.
But I can't blame her for our weak connection.
It was my fault not hers.
It was my fault for getting abducted and not hers.
My fault.
"I wanna go home."
I mumbled to myself, my eyes wet with tears, my heart aching and I was mentally exhausted.
Bang.
I sat up on the bed in fright when the bedroom door opened with much unnecessary force and made contact with the wall.
I even heard a crack sound causing my heart to beat frantically.
My heart dropped to my stomach when I saw the man of my thoughts- Xerxes standing and looking livid on the door way.
His whole frame almost covering the doorway.
His stance strong and rigid.

His breath was ragged as if he had ran for miles but I know better.
He was angry and he was barely contenting it.
His beautiful yet cold brown eyes flickered from brown to golden, his claws out which he dug them into his thighs, showing just
how close to shifting he was.
I swallowed the bile the rose to my throat at the sight of him looking like he would tear my poor tiny frame into pieces if I made
one wrong move.
My fingers clutched the sheets in a desperate attempt to console myself as I held my breath when he slowly started making his
way towards me.
His walk was slow, predator like as if he had just found his favourite prey.
Me.
As he came closer towards me, I made a slight movement to get up from the bed and away from him but one look from him
made me stiff and glued to my place.
The look he gave me was challenging, a challenge I would never win nor like if I accepted it.
I stayed glued to my place until he stopped walking, he stood before me, standing tall.
He used his right leg to bring my legs apart that was glued together in fright.
I gulped obliging to what he wanted.
The best I could do in this situation was not to provoke him further and make him more angry than he already was.
My lips were set in a thin line and my eyes cast downward not meeting his cold and rage filled eyes.
He stepped in between my parted legs and I couldn't help but feel kind of tingly despite of feeling utter fear towards him.
I had my eyes cast downward, looking at his black shoes and the white rug that covered the floor.
I couldn't see his expression but I could feel his anger rolling off of him in waves.
I thought he would say something but he didn't.

We stayed like that for how long, I don't know and the silence only added to my discomfort and made me feel more agitated.
After along stretched silence between us and when I couldn't stand it anymore I broke the silence.
"I want to go home."
My voice was a mere whisper but I knew he heard it loud and clear because his whole stance grew stiff than he already was.
He breathed out roughly.
I didn't dare and couldn't master up the courage to raise my head and meet his eyes.
I bringed my fingers nervously waiting for him to say something.
"Look at me." He growled lowly, his voice strained and hard.
At his command, I swallowed my fear but I still couldn't look up at him.
I don't have the courage to.
His hands moved forward and gripped my chin, harshly lifting my head to look at him.
"I said.Look.At.Me"
He grounded the words out.
A surprise gasped escaped passed my lips at his action.
His grip on my chin didn't loosen and he jerked my head up a little to meet his gaze.
I blinked twice.
I met his eyes that was no longer brown instead I made contact with a bright golden iris.
His eyes glowed in the already well lit room.
His bright golden eyes standing out the most among the colourless room.
His eyes, so beautiful yet so much rage in them.

"Are you trying to defy me? My orders?"
His voice was strong and hard.
I was momentarily blank by the fierceness reflected in his eyes.
"Answer me when I am talking to you.’ He used his Alpha tone, letting go of my chin harshly and gripped the back of my neck.
He gave the back of my neck a light squeezed when I still didn't reply him.
"You're not my Alpha."
I whispered yet my voice came out strong and didn't flatter.
I met his gaze unflinchingly.
He narrowed his eyes at my action.
His other free hand gripped my arm and pulled me up on my feet, his other hand still securely wrapped around the back of my
neck.
"Am I not?"
His lips curled up in a sadistic smile that made me shudder.
His golden eyes grew more brighter than it was before.
I actually felt terror wash over me looking at his bright golden eyes and his sadistic smile.
His eyes held a promise, a dark promise.
"Let go of me."
I tried to pry his hands away from me but failed miserably.
I tried again, pulling and pushing at his hands that held me in place but he neither seem effected nor budged an inch by the force
I used on him.
"I won't.”His reply was short and clipped.

"You can't keep me like this forever.’ I closed my eyes feeling tears prick in them, frustration washed all over me as I felt nothing
but helpless.
"I can and I would" He growled.
"No, you can't. I will stop you if you try"
I tried to shake my head but his grip on my neck refrained me to do so.
"You will stop me?"
His tone was taunting yet dark at the same time as if he was testing me.
I could trace a hint of anger in his tone.
"Yes, I will? I answered as strongly as I could, even though I felt like I would crumble down by his intense eyes on me.
His lips curled up in a dark, sadistic smirk and his eyes held a wild look in them at my response.
"Let's see how you can stop this then."
Even before I could comprehend what he meant by that I felt his teeth sink on my neck.