Beatrice's POV
I look at myself in the crusted mirror I picked from the dustbin some years back. It's quite old that it's dimmed by a layer of grime. As if having a new mirror would make me look presentable. Despite the efforts to take a shower, tie my hair into a ponytail, wearing the oversized dress I've been keeping for a special occasion, I still look so plain and ordinary. I even applied some lip balm I picked when the Luna threw away her old makeup. It's the best I've looked ever since I came of age, but I think my best isn't good enough. My name is Beatrice Raven, that is as far as I know about myself. I'm just a maid in the Alphas Palace, an unidentified wolf, I have no rank since no one knows my origin. I was just picked at the Alphas' palace gate, when I was just approximately a day old. They tried to investigate my origin, but even the security cameras couldn't pick on anything since for some reason they weren't working that night. I have a bird tattoo on my back that's why they called me Raven and since one can't have one name, the maid who took care of me named me Beatrice after her daughter who had passed away long ago. Unfortunately, the maid also passed away, she was the only person who treated me like a human being. Now it's only me, I do my work as scheduled without complain. I try to lie low so that I don't land into any trouble. Because I don't know what will happen to me if by any chance I'm chased out of here. I'm illiterate, I don't even know how my name is spelled. No one has ever cared for me enough to enrol me to school. My wide eyes stare back at me as I look at myself in the mirror, I sigh deeply as I sit on my mat. I've been instructed not to show myself outside not until the party starts. But my curiosity gets the best of me when I hear the car hooting announcing Mason's arrival. To be honest, I have always had a crush on Mason ever since I was younger, it really hurt me when he went away. I know he is way out of my league, heck all men are out of my league. But seeing him, always improved my day. I would sneak up in the mansion only to see him, and at night I would fantasize about him and my back wouldn't hurt much as I slept on the hard floor. Now that I think about it, he made my life less hard. I can't resist seeing him now, even if it's just a glimpse of him, that's all. That's all I need so I can have some excitement in my life. I decide to use the kitchen route, which leads to the staircase. I will just head to the balcony, I'm sure no one is there yet. Then I'll look down from there. I get to the balcony and try to look down but to my disappointment he isn't there. Maybe he already went inside. I start walking back to the store room where I sleep before anyone notices me and report me to the matron. Suddenly, a unique masculine scent hits me. The more steps I take, the more the scent grows, my wolf growls inside me as I release my pheromones without knowing. 'Mate.' Nian howls taking over partly. I stop in my tracks when I see the person in front of me. “Mason…mate?” I can't seem to form proper words. I don't know if I should be surprised or happy. Mason? My mate? There must be some error somewhere. My eyes widen as I check him out, he is breathtaking. He looks more attractive now and mature, his face is more defined now with high cheekbones, a defined jawline, and a strong chin. Its the first time my eyes has met his deep blue eyes. His skin is clear, smooth, and glowing. I feel embarrassed just by standing in front of him. His hair is tousled with a shade of dark brown color. He is tall and athletic build, with really broad shoulders. He is practically towering over me. In short, he is perfect. The look in his eyes though is of pure disgust. His brows furrows as his lips curl up in disgust to the realisation that I am his mate. I don't blame him, have you seen me. He takes two steps towards me, so we are just inches apart. My chest rises and falls so hard as it takes everything in me to hold up. My legs are shaking, I grab my dress with both arms at the side to stop myself from passing out. It's the closest I've been to any man, and having Mason close to me like this, takes away all the breathe in me. I feel a pull I've never felt before. But I know perfectly well, I'm not even supposed to touch him because it will put me in trouble. “Look at me.” He orders, as my face is facing the floor. I slowly raise my face to look up at him. His eyes look so threatening, it's evident he isn't thrilled about this whole issue. What did I even think; that he would run into my arms and tell me how long he has been waiting for me? And that he would wash away all my worries and fears? “You? Who are you?" He asks grabbing both my shoulders so hard that I feel my bones will crack at any minute. "You can never be my mate." He spits. "Reject me." I don't know where I find the strength to talk back at him. He looks at me so intensely, his face seems a little hurt by what I said, but then the beastly look comes back. "Never talk back at me." He says pushing me away like a plague. I've lived a hard life but his treatment right now, is the harshest I've experienced. Hot tears of rejection stream down my eyes as I swallow hard. Something so bitter is stuck in my throat and no matter how hard I cry, it doesn't go away. "Shut the f*ck up b*tch before I lose my tempter." He threatens, this time he grabs me by my shoulder and quickly brings me to his room. Without giving me time to defend myself, he then shoves me in the bathroom and locks the door leaving me trapped inside. I hear him cursing as the bedroom door closes.Mason's POV I walk away from the girl, how did this happen, how did I get mated to such a girl? Is she even a woman, or a man in woman's clothes? I've never seen such an ugly woman before. She is so plain and boring. Goddess why? Who can she be? Is she some beggar who snuck into the palace for some reason? She definitely came for the food. That explains it, I mean did she even look at herself in the mirror before getting outside? I can never let anyone know about this. The universe must be playing a joke on me. I can't be with such a clown. I'm so sophisticated for someone like that, the moon goddess could have done better. Mason deserves to be with a goddess, not some lowlife. How can someone worthless be the Luna and my mate no way. Its just so disgusting. Why didn't I reject her right away though, and what is that I felt when she asked me to reject her? I felt my throat constricting, I was almost out of breathe. I literally couldn't breath. And her scent was mesmerizing, I
Beatrice's POV I walk, ignoring the cold wind numbing my body, I walk, ignoring the excruciating pain between my legs, I walk, ignoring the blood trickling down my legs. I'm nothing to no one, I am all alone. If my mate could do this to me, then what about the others? He was so brutal, as if I was not a person. How could he be so cruel? He hurt me so badly. I thought he would at least have pity on me even if he doesn't want me to be his. I don't have a place to go, where will I go? I can't stay here either. Oh goddess, what's the purpose of you creating me? I walk away from the mansion towards an unknown direction. I just want to disappear from this world. Maybe in my next life I will be born as someone important, but in this life I can't take it anymore. I tried to hold on to my life, but I can't anymore. My life is so bitter I can't hold it in anymore. A weird scent brings me back to reality, a pungent scent with a hint of blood. All the hairs in my body stand erect, I look ar
Raphael's POV Weirdly, as I am placing her on my bed, her eyes shoot open, pushing me away from her with all her might. I release the breath I've been holding for a long time. “Don't you dare come near me. I won't let you hurt me again.” She shouts, picking up a screwdriver which was lying on the bedside table. She seems to be in a daze so I take a step back, holding my hands forward in surrender. “Who are you.” She demands her eyes widening in fear and shock, tears escape her eyes as, she looks around my room. The screwdriver still held firmly in her tiny hands pointing it towards me. “Please don't harm me, I've had enough. Please stop.” She begs a drop of tear escaping from her puffy eyes. She must have been crying even before this. I wonder what happened to her, I've never really been concerned with other people's lives but seeing her like this, pulls something in me. It's strange but I want to protect her. I feel a tight lump in my throat at the realization tha
Beatrice's POV The huge guy who I Iearn is Delvan grabs me by my arm pulling me up. I'm trying so hard to cover my boobs with the other arm. “Now what should I do with you, little wolf?” He asks, towering over me, his disarranged teeth all out. “Please don't hurt me.” I plead, tears streaming down my already puffy face. “Shut your trap, I can't really allow you to ruin my plans. Sorry you are going to have to die tonight.” Zahra says with a huge smirk on her face. “Delvan take care of it, I don't want to witness a cockroach dying.” She says walking away. I know I'm nothing but did she have to call me a roach? “Of course, my princess.” Delvan answers as he turns to look at me. My arm is already hurting since he has been grabbing me so tightly that the blood flow to the arm has stopped. I wince in pain, but I know what's coming to me will be even more painful. Why me goddess, why always me, was what Mason and that rogue did not enough? Do I have to die like this, nake
Mason's POV Aaaw! I had a wonderful night, though the party ended late, I feel like I slept for hours. I feel so much peaceful. I slowly open my eyes, adjusting to the morning light. I turn around, and the first thing I notice is warmth, a presence so close it prickles my skin. I freeze, I can't remember being in bed with anyone. My muscles tense, as my eyes snap, ignoring all the light that prickles them. What the fuck, beside me lies my supposed mate curled up beside me, her figure so relaxed as if the bed is hers. I sit slowly not to wake her, my heart is pounding so hard, I'm so furious right now. What the hell is she doing here? She looks so calm. Too calm. As if she doesn’t know how much I despise her, I thought I made it clear when I threw her out of my room last night, what more does she want with me? She’s everything I hate, everything, I can’t stand, and yet… she’s here. I look at her again and something flickers in me, I shove it right down because I can't
Beatrice's POV For a moment, time seemed to still. My breath hitched as I found myself pressed against his firm chest, his warmth seeping through my body as if I'm not dressed. 'Be careful, girl.' My wolf tries to warn me, but I shove her right at the back of my mind as the scent of pine and crisp autumn air wraps around me, so different from the suffocating musk of the man who had just thrown me away. The man that the goddess chose for me. His face is shadowed by the dim lighting at the corridor, but I can make out the sharp angles of his jaw and the piercing depth of his hazel eyes. I try to read his eyes, and I don't find any hint of mocking in them, no pity either. “You okay?” He asks, His voice as deep as I remember, soothing and laced with concern. I'm not really sure, though, because I'm not really a good judge of character. Cause what happened a while ago, I thought Mason had changed and had accepted me. I swallow hard, suddenly aware that his arms are still aro
Beatrice's POV I open my eyes and I find myself in a strange place, I'm lying on some soft fabric facing up, the room smells so heavenly, and my heart seems so heavy. I wonder what happened, I'm glad when I see a familiar face right next to me. With the same concern I know. I'm about to smile when I hear Mason's voice. “Finally you opened your big eyes. What was all that?” He asks in anger and so much disgust. If I didn't know him well, I would think he is concerned for me or something like that. I don't expect anything from him though, after how he treated me. But what is my Hazel eyed man doing here? I have got to stop calling him that. Maybe I should call him my saviour. I turn to face my savior, ignoring Mason completely. He has really hurt me, and now that he is Alpha, I'm sure he will hurt me even more every chance he gets. “What was all that drama.” he asks in his Alpha tone, making me turn to look at him. Its a tone that demands submission no matter what. I w
Raphael's POV 'Make sure you take care of her, I don't want her going around making a scene. I want my reign to be smooth.' Mason mind links me the moment he leaves the room. 'Yes, Alpha.' Asshole, how could he treat a woman like that, I would have punched his face, were it not for the pack rules? Being his Beta, I'm supposed to submit to him if not willingly, then he can make me submit. I hate this, but it's my fate. Also, it's better to do it on my own than being forced to. Trice is shocked, I could see her eyes widening the moment she found out I was Mason's Beta. I feel like I betrayed her somehow, I don't really know why though. As Mason's ceremony was going on, after I took my oath as the Beta and Mason was introducing Zahra as his mate, my insides were churning, something didn't feel right. I focused my hearing to the surrounding, and I heard a commotion which seemed to be happening outside the tent. I could feel myself being drawn to the commotion, so I excused myse
Mason's POV I can smell her even before seeing her. Beatrice, the name keeps repeating itself in my head. Her scent is something soft, barely there, like morning dew on wildflowers. And just like how dew evaporates, with the rising sun. Her scent is always unreachable when she is away, no matter how long I search for her, I don't find her. Her scent is subtle and different, it calms something inside me that I don't even know what. Walking in little strides balancing the tray with fresh fruits in it. The morning light filtering in from the large windows makes her brown curls glisten, and for just a second, my wolf stirred. It recognizes her. Always have. The room goes silent and all I can see is her, does the maid uniform look this good? Zahra's hand on mine seems heavy all of a sudden and I let it go. I'm sure my mouth is wide open now, and my legs are itching to run to her. But I won't let my body control me. Our eyes meet, I see pain behind them, I swallow hard. I'v
Zahra’s POV He grabs me by my butt and I straddle him. “You’ve been thinking about me, haven’t you?” he whispers, his lips grazing my ear making me arc my back involuntarily. I swallow hard, my throat dry. “Yes.” I didn't know my body would respond this way. I have been thinking about him deep inside me. During Mason's ceremony we only made out, and that left me wanting for more. I've been trying to deny it but not anymore. He doesn't waste time. His hands slid up my back, pulling me against him, and when his mouth meets mine, the tension inside me snaps. My fingers tangle in his hair, my body pressing against him like I could mould myself into him. He tastes like heat, something forbidden, something I crave. Something dangerous, the thrill is alluring. For a moment, I let myself forget. Forget the moment I just had with Mason. Forget the look Mason had when I came onto him, the forcing I had to do for him to fuck me. The disgusted feeling I had when he left me high and
Zahra’s POV What just happened? Did this fool leave me like this? Wow! Who does he think he is? Does he feel like he's special just because he became Alpha? And who treats me like this, Zahra, the beauty queen. The most beautiful woman in this pack, and a woman every single wolf wants. I am not bragging but I'm a catch. I won't let this slide, he has to pay for what he's done to me. As per now I need to satisfy myself first. He really messed with me big time. I mean I've been so horny of late, I really craved him, despite not being able to stand him, I still wanted him. I mean he's good at what he does, he knows where to hold me and how to hold me. He knows everything I like. But it hurts that he had to leave me like this. If I hadn't met my mate yet, I wouldn't have been the Luna of this pack. I walk to my closet to see if I'll find my vibratory. By looking at how small it is, I'm sure it won't do. I need a man, a warm man who will hold me and make love to me the
Mason's POV Why did she have to do that? Is she trying to get my attention or what? Is she trying to disgrace me? Built up rage fumes off me as I walk out of the clinic towards my duplex? Zahra is waiting for me, my chosen mate, my Luna. I'm saying all this as if trying to convince myself. I am Mason, the Alpha of Nadine-west pack, I won't allow a fucking nobody to dictate my ways. I've got a wife to appease, after all, it's our first night as Alpha and Luna. We've been dating, but I know this night means something to her. To me though, naaaah, it's just a night. It would have been better if I had a gorgeous mate, someone of my caliber but no, the goddess had to make me a laughing stock. I walk ignoring everyone bowing to me as I walk past. It's almost night fall, I need some rest, too. I'm strong but having this tiny girl shake me is alarming, I need to control the situation before it gets out of hand. The only problem is that I can't reject her. Something in me stops
Beatrice's POV “I need some air.” I say more to myself than to Raphael, who just came in. Looking at him, something seems off with him. He looks pissed. Maybe the doctor told him what happened to make me hurt like that. I feel embarrassed. Without waiting for his reply, I head outside. I feel suffocated, I feel overwhelmed, and I hate myself for this. I don't care about the hospital gown I'm wearing, I know I look horrible, but have I ever looked good before? So, there is no need to stress. The clinic is small and fancy, I wonder how I got here. I can feel Raphael walking behind me, but I'm too tired to even care. I walk in a direction I don't know about, I just keep walking, my body feels numb, I can't feel a thing, I need to wake up. I need something to jump-start my brain, or I'lll go insane. “Are you okay.” Comes his voice behind me when I stop suddenly. Then it suddenly dawns me, I turn around meeting his always concern gaze, his plump lips, his frown lines as he care
Raphael's POV 'Make sure you take care of her, I don't want her going around making a scene. I want my reign to be smooth.' Mason mind links me the moment he leaves the room. 'Yes, Alpha.' Asshole, how could he treat a woman like that, I would have punched his face, were it not for the pack rules? Being his Beta, I'm supposed to submit to him if not willingly, then he can make me submit. I hate this, but it's my fate. Also, it's better to do it on my own than being forced to. Trice is shocked, I could see her eyes widening the moment she found out I was Mason's Beta. I feel like I betrayed her somehow, I don't really know why though. As Mason's ceremony was going on, after I took my oath as the Beta and Mason was introducing Zahra as his mate, my insides were churning, something didn't feel right. I focused my hearing to the surrounding, and I heard a commotion which seemed to be happening outside the tent. I could feel myself being drawn to the commotion, so I excused myse
Beatrice's POV I open my eyes and I find myself in a strange place, I'm lying on some soft fabric facing up, the room smells so heavenly, and my heart seems so heavy. I wonder what happened, I'm glad when I see a familiar face right next to me. With the same concern I know. I'm about to smile when I hear Mason's voice. “Finally you opened your big eyes. What was all that?” He asks in anger and so much disgust. If I didn't know him well, I would think he is concerned for me or something like that. I don't expect anything from him though, after how he treated me. But what is my Hazel eyed man doing here? I have got to stop calling him that. Maybe I should call him my saviour. I turn to face my savior, ignoring Mason completely. He has really hurt me, and now that he is Alpha, I'm sure he will hurt me even more every chance he gets. “What was all that drama.” he asks in his Alpha tone, making me turn to look at him. Its a tone that demands submission no matter what. I w
Beatrice's POV For a moment, time seemed to still. My breath hitched as I found myself pressed against his firm chest, his warmth seeping through my body as if I'm not dressed. 'Be careful, girl.' My wolf tries to warn me, but I shove her right at the back of my mind as the scent of pine and crisp autumn air wraps around me, so different from the suffocating musk of the man who had just thrown me away. The man that the goddess chose for me. His face is shadowed by the dim lighting at the corridor, but I can make out the sharp angles of his jaw and the piercing depth of his hazel eyes. I try to read his eyes, and I don't find any hint of mocking in them, no pity either. “You okay?” He asks, His voice as deep as I remember, soothing and laced with concern. I'm not really sure, though, because I'm not really a good judge of character. Cause what happened a while ago, I thought Mason had changed and had accepted me. I swallow hard, suddenly aware that his arms are still aro
Mason's POV Aaaw! I had a wonderful night, though the party ended late, I feel like I slept for hours. I feel so much peaceful. I slowly open my eyes, adjusting to the morning light. I turn around, and the first thing I notice is warmth, a presence so close it prickles my skin. I freeze, I can't remember being in bed with anyone. My muscles tense, as my eyes snap, ignoring all the light that prickles them. What the fuck, beside me lies my supposed mate curled up beside me, her figure so relaxed as if the bed is hers. I sit slowly not to wake her, my heart is pounding so hard, I'm so furious right now. What the hell is she doing here? She looks so calm. Too calm. As if she doesn’t know how much I despise her, I thought I made it clear when I threw her out of my room last night, what more does she want with me? She’s everything I hate, everything, I can’t stand, and yet… she’s here. I look at her again and something flickers in me, I shove it right down because I can't