Chapter 2

Jane

All thought in my brain crash into nothingness as I take in the beautiful sight that is my mate. I had never been this close to him before- never had the opportunity to take him in in his entirety before this moment. And all I can do is stare. Stare at him; captivated, transfixed, and utterly bewitched. The moment my eyes crash onto those gorgeous hazel orbs of his, I was a goner.

I have heard stories of what it feels like to meet your mate for the first time but none of those stories do justice to what this moment feels like- like being struck by lightning; a rush of emotions and sensations so explosive that they overwhelm my senses.

I can feel the mating bond tighten around us. The chord pulling and thrumming like a live wire, charged with explosive roiling power. I can feel the instant connection between us, and even though this is the first time we’re meeting each other, it feels as though I’ve known him for a lifetime.

As my heart races, I can feel a profound sense of fascination growing towards him. Its an inexplicable feeling really. This man whom I’ve just met has in a split-second turned my entire life on its axis and now all I want to do is make him the centre of my world.

We each take a step closer…

But its not enough, I need to be closer still…

At the back of my mind, a thought flashes that I would like to know this man better and explore this newfound connection. But the most consuming thought happens to be my overwhelming need to be physically closer

to him.

The need to touch him is so powerful that my body starts to thrum with it.

The clattering sound of the food tray falling to the ground sounds around us in the silence but we don’t even register it.

We’re only a step apart now…

Xavier is staring down at me, and I see a myriad of emotions flash through his eyes- too quick for me to catch. But I can see that he is just as equally surprised as I am. His hands curl into fists and for a moment, he looks like he’s fighting with himself, and an emotion akin to pain crosses his features.

My mate is hurting…

The thought stabs painfully into my heart and I immediately feel the instinctive urge to make it better.

Before I know it, my hand is coming up to gently rest on his cheek.

That single motion unintentionally opens up the floodgates to an entirely new set of emotions. Except these ones are even more explosive.

I feel a bolt of high voltage electricity shoot up my arm, radiate through my entire body before resting in the pit of my belly. Startled, I start to snatch my arm back but lighting-fast, his hand shoots up and wraps around my wrist, holding it there.

His eyes glow a brighter colour, almost iridescent, and a smirk grows on his lips. He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me into his chest. With a single move, he steps back into the room, shuts the door and leans me against it.

He buries his nose in my neck, takes in a deep breath- inhaling my scent, before letting out deep growl, the sound reverberating through his chest. The warmth of his breath fans my neck sending shudders up my spine and I let out an involuntary whimper.

The sound seems to do something to him as his body stills for a moment and I feel a shudder wrack through him. In a second, the air becomes super charged.

Xavier grabs the back of my neck and tilts my head up, forcing me to meet his eyes. His are practically glowing now and as he inhales, I see his nostrils flare as he catches the scent of my arousal. His hand on the back of my neck tightens and he groans, his eyes growing heavy lidded as a lock of golden hair falls into eyes.

“Mate”, he growls out again, the word coming out desperate and possessive.

And then his lips crash onto mine.

In a second things get heated and Xavier starts to tear the clothes from our bodies. And I  don’t mind, I want him just as much.

Though its not always done, it is not uncommon for wolves to mate immediately after they meet for the first time. The pull is quite strong and why should they resist it? After  all, this is the other half of their souls- the person they are going to spend the rest of their lives with.

So I am nothing but delighted when my mate shows me that he cant wait to claim me.

In a flurry of kisses, moans and groans, we are on the bed and moments later, he is buried inside me.

Xavier is not gentle. He takes me hard and fast like a man who can’t wait to possess me. Though it hurts at the beginning, I am soon washed away by a flood of pleasure and I am moaning and writhing beneath him in no time.

At the beginnings of my orgasm, he trails hot kisses down the side of my neck. In my pleasure-daze, I turn my head to the side and bare my neck to him, giving him more access so he can place his mark. He bites my earlobe and pants his hot breath into my ear.

And yet, instead of sinking his canines into my neck and completing his claim on me, he does something completely unexpected- the cruelest of acts. With his length still buried deep inside of me, his arms around my body and the evidence of his possession still marking my skin, he says the words-

“I, Xavier Bellator, reject you Jane, as my mate. By the divine creed that is my word, I rebuke any and all bonds that tie my soul to yours”.

The orgasm that had nearly reached a crescendo, taking my consciousness flying high with it, abruptly comes to a halt, crashing me back to the ground and ripping through me the most excruciating pain that I had ever felt.

He pulls out of my body and with a groan spills himself on my stomach.

“You don’t deserve to have my seed”, he tsks as he hums in pleasure from his own orgasm.

My body is tight with tension as I stare at him.

“What?” I whisper out, voice barely audible. I must have heard him wrong.

“What did you just say?” I repeat, my voice shaking, even as my soul is shredded through by the most excruciating pain.

He grins sadistically before repeating the words, enunciating the words clearly.

“I said I, Xavier Bellator, reject you Jane, as my mate. By the divine creed that is my word, I rebuke any and all bonds that tie my soul to yours”.

“No…no…no”, I shake my head, eyes wide with horror.

This cannot be happening…

Its not true…

“You cant do this… no”, I shake my head even more vehemently, unwilling to accept what is happening. My eyes filling with tears.

“I can. And I just did”, he says, lips curled with cruelty.

My body seizes with terror.

I must be dreaming…

Except I’m not. This is very much real- the contempt in his eyes as he glares down at me makes a mockery of my denial.

Soon, I am unable to concentrate on anything but the anguish. The pain is first concentrated at my heart before radiating throughout my body, seizing every limb with excruciating agony. It is relentless, crushing, like a thousand pounds of weight bearing down on my chest, each beat of my heart echoing with excruciating, mind-numbing agony. I find myself gasping for air as my body which had just moments ago been writhing in pleasure now does so in pain. Whimpers of pain escape me as the tears flow freely down the sides of my cheeks.

My vision begins to blur as waves of nausea wash over me, threatening to pull me under. For a second, I almost wish it does- that it does knocks me unconscious. At least that way I can escape this hell. But even that seems like a luxury fate deems too good for me. Instead, the pain keeps me wide awake- awake to experience every single moment of my rejection.

It is like being trapped in a nightmare from which there is no escape.

Moments later, a hand is wrapped around my ankle and with a rough pull, I am thrown onto the hard ground. I whimper and curl into myself, my weak and currently over-sensitized body struggling to process the pain of rejection as well as that of the added assault.

“Just because I fucked you doesn’t mean you get to languish in my bed Omega”, comes his voice- he spits out the word as if it were something foul on his tongue.

Xavier runs his hand through his hair tousled from my fingers and sneers down at me,

“You have until I’m done with my shower to get the hell out of my room.”

And with a final sneer, he turns on his heels and walks away, banging the door to the en-suite behind him and leaving me on the ground- naked, in pain and completely broken.