Chapter 10: SHE'S MY MATE

The loud moans from Dorian’s chambers echoed through the Shadowclaw mansion, tormenting Irwin as she stood alone in the hallway. The servant’s cries of pleasure were like nails in her mind, reminding her of her place outside. Dorian’s choice to indulge with a servant, without any regard for her, stung more than she cared to admit.

Her fists clenched at her sides, nails biting into her palms. “Enough, of all this torment from you Dorian” she muttered under her breath, cursing Dorian as she strode away.

His chambers, and the lust that filled them, were the last things she wanted to think about. She needed to clear her mind, to breathe.

Without a word, she slipped into the mansion’s garden, seeking solace among the flowers. She knelt by the roses, their soft petals soothing against her fingers. The fragrant air was a balm to her frustration, and for a moment, she allowed herself to relax. But peace was fleeting here. She felt restless.

A sharp voice cut through the stillness behind her. “Well, look at what we have here, a meat in disguised.” he chuckled hardly 

Irwin froze, turning slowly to find one of the mansion’s guards standing behind her. His leer was unmistakable, eyes running over her with disrespect. Before she could react, he reached out, slapping her backside with a rough hand.

“Just a hybrid,” he spat. “A toy for Shadowclaw, nothing more to it.”

Rage flared within Irwin. Her eyes narrowed, and before the guard could blink, she slapped him hard across the face.

" How dare you!"The crack of her hand against his cheek echoed through the garden, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

The guard’s face twisted with fury, but his expression wasn’t what frightened her. His body began to shift, bones snapping and muscles expanding as he transformed into his wolf form. Irwin was scared seeing the guard turned as a full wolf.

“You’ll regret this, half-breed. I will make sure of that” he growled, his voice distorted by his wolfish snarl.

Irwin’s heart raced, but she stood her ground. “Stay back, you pushed me!” she warned, though her voice wavered. She searched through the surrounding for weapon but nothing came out.

The other guards surrounding them laughed, their cruel chuckles cutting through the tension. 

Just as the wolf lunged at her, a deafening crash resounded from above. Shards of glass and brick fell like rain as Dorian burst through his window, already mid transformation. His massive wolf form landed heavily on the ground, snarling as he took in the scene before him. 

The servant in his bed called out from the shattered window, her voice desperate. “ My Lord....!!" The servant called out as she coiled into the bed cover in shame.

Irwin gasped. She had never seen Dorian like this, so furious, so animalistic. He was very huge in his wolf form. She has heard how massive Lord Dorian is  but she's just it now. His eyes burned with rage as they locked onto the guard who had dared to touch her.

But Dorian didn’t spare her a glance. His attention was solely on the guard. In an instant, he pounced, his powerful jaws clamping down on the guard’s neck. With a brutal shake, Dorian ripped the guard’s head from his body, sending blood spraying across the garden.

The remaining guards, who had been laughing moments before, fell silent. They stared in horror at the lifeless body of their comrade as it shifted back to human form, headless and twitching.

Dorian shifted back to his human form, standing tall and terrifying before them. His eyes, still burning with anger, swept over the remaining guards.

“ Enough of all this!! If any of you disrespect my mate again,” Dorian growled, his voice low and menacing, “you’ll end up like him.” He pointed to the dead guard’s body. “ Enough of all this drama you all are putting here!! No one should address the hybrid in an abusive manner!! She is part of Shadowclaw. She's my mate! Do you understand?”

The guards nodded, some falling to their knees, begging for mercy. “Please, Alpha, we didn’t mean it! We swear.. This would never happen again Lord Dorian,”

Dorian sneered, his cold eyes filled with disgust. “Get out of my sight.”

The guards scrambled away, disappearing into the mansion’s shadows as quickly as they could. The fear on their faces was undeniable, and Irwin watched them go, her heart pounding in her chest.

She turned her gaze to Dorian, who stood still, chest heaving from the adrenaline. "Dorian called me his mate" she thoughts within herself..

For a moment, she thought he might say something to her, acknowledge her presence, but instead, he turned away. Without a word, he walked back into the mansion, leaving her standing there, alone.

Irwin watched him go, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Thank you,” she whispered softly, though he couldn’t hear her.

 Dorian's walk to his chamber kept him in a dark mood. He kept resisting what he meant by she's his mate.

Inside his chambers, Dorian slammed the door behind him. His muscles were still tensed, his body still humming with the remnants of the fight. The female servant he had left behind,  was perched on the edge of his bed, her eyes wide with a mix of fear.

“Alpha…” she began, her voice trembling, as moved towards Dorian. “I didn’t mean to interrupt… I thought we were having something special... Maybe we should continue Lord Dorian…” she said as she slid her hand on his crotch as stroke it.

Dorian took a deep breath as he recalled a servant was with him “You thought wrong,” Dorian snapped, cutting her off. His tone was cold, final. “Now get out .”

The servant’s face crumbled, her expression a mix of hurt and shame . “But… we had something, didn’t we?” she stroke even harder as she doesn't wants to get him more angry but to satisfy him 

Dorian’s gaze hardened, his voice like ice. " Get out!.  You don't want to see me get angry," Dorian snarled at her .

The servant’s shoulders sagged as she gathered her discarded clothes, clutching them to her chest. “I-I understand,” she whispered 

“Good,”Dorian said sharply. “Now leave.”

Without another word, the servant hurried from the room, her head bowed in shame. The door closed behind her with a soft thud, leaving Dorian alone.

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A soft knock sounded at her door, distracting her from so many thoughts running through her head. She opened it cautiously, her heart racing as she saw a young servant standing there, eyes downcast.

“Lady Irwin,” the servant said, her voice trembling slightly, “the Alpha wishes to see you, lady Irwin,”

Irwin’s heart skipped a beat. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “I’ll come.”