CHAPTER SIX - Rage

Peter's POV 

“Charlotte!” I yelled in anger, causing her to drop my mate down to the ground.

“Oh hey honey!” Charlotte's eyes widened with a stunned smile plastered on her stupid face.

For fuck sake, I don't know how many times I’ve told this bitch never to call me that; it fucking irritates me, and at times, it tempts me to cut off her tongue.

“What are you doing here?” She looked surprised, not expecting me in the ladies’ room, but I kept glaring at her before quickly rushing towards Anna, my brows raised in concern as I watched her grasp for air.

“Are you alright?” I whispered, holding her face in my hand, but she didn't answer; she covered her throat with her hands, coughing rapidly, her face getting all red and fear creeping inside of me.

I looked down at her neck; I could see a red liquid coming down from a small opening that fueled my anger.

“Let me at that bitch!!” Mike, my hot-headed wolf yelled, threatening to come out and launch against that living thing that stood close to me with a grin on her face.

“Calm down, Mike, you know we can't attack her, even though she deserves it this time,” I told him, knowing fully well that I couldn't attack a member of the royal family for my mate.

As I kept staring at Anna with a concerned look, I felt mixed-up emotions of pain and anger hit me.

If only I'd chosen to be more diligent in my search for my mate, I wouldn't have been in this messed up case with Charlotte. It was after I was mated up with her that I knew I had to be quick in my search for Anna, only to find out she is a beautiful slave, who happens to be my ‘step-sister’.

“I don't get it, Peter!’ Charlotte spoke, taking a strand of her hair away from her face and her voice dripping with malice; I felt I could sense a brewing storm in her words.

“Charlotte, please leave now before I do something I’ll regret,” I warned her, standing up straight and taking Anna with me.

I placed her on her feet and held her closer to my chest, her pale face leaned against me.

As I stared back at Charlotte, I noticed her biting her bottom lip, her face contorted with jealousy, and her palms clenched into fists.

“What other regrets are you ready to stack up today? Are you seriously considering taking a swing at me over this pathetic excuse for a mate?” Charlotte shouted, her voice echoing through the walls of the restroom.

“That's enough, Charlotte,” I spoke firmly, my face stern and serious. 

“You are a king! No… A fucking acting king!” She yelled, “Why in the actual fuck would you risk everything for nothing?” she spat at me, making the temptation to hit her more overwhelming.

I took a sigh and tried to suppress my anger before I began to make my way out of the ladies’ room with Anna. I couldn't let my urges get the best of me, because if I do and I put my hands on her, I’m afraid I could kill her.

“Come on you loyal piece of shit… let's kill her. Maybe that could solve our problem of being engaged to her.” Mike gnarled at the back of my mind.

All Mike loves doing is taunting me, beating up people, or killing them, and making dark humor at times.

“No.” I simply replied.

I don't know why he can't think about the consequences.

“She hurt our mate, god damnit.” He yelled again, but I ignored him.

As I reached for the doorknob, I heard that bitch speak again.

“You know… I may love you, but you’re a selfish, weak fool. No wonder your parents were so disappointed in you. They probably saw this coming.” Charlotte yelled at me.

What?! What the fuck did she just say? Me… a disappointment? 

I halted in my tracks as I heard that, my shoulders rising and falling with rage.

“What did you say?“ My voice came out low, guttural, dangerous. Even Mike went silent, waiting for my next move.

Charlotte smirked, but I caught the flicker of unease in her eyes. She knew she’d crossed a line.

I gritted my teeth as I launched at her; she let out a wince as I pinned her to the cold wall.

“How dare you speak to me in that manner?” I yelled at her.

“Yes!” My wolf huffed, wiggling his tail inside my head.

“Let's teach her how to mind her tongue.” 

“Peter! Stop.” I heard Anna’s voice, “Don’t hurt her.” 

Anna grabbed my arm, trying to pull me back, but I felt the urge to kill Charlotte right then and there.

She should know I never take insults such as that with anyone.

Who the fuck does she think she is? Calling me a ‘disappointment’. 

I know I’ve disappointed my parents by disapproving of their will for me, but she has no right to tell me that.

“Who the fuck do you think you are… huh?” I yelled, my voice echoing through the walls. 

“You don't get to comment on me,” I added more pressure on her.

“Peter… Peter… I'm sorry.” She spoke quickly before I chose to let go of her.

I glared at her, moving my eyes from her top to her bottom before I placed my hand on the cold wall beside her head.

Goddess, if she wasn't the daughter of the third king, I would have killed her right here… no consequences.

“listen and listen well… if you ever… ever come close to my mate or call me a disappointment again, I won't consider you are the daughter of the king; I swear to the goddess, I am going to hurt you for real,” I spoke my voice low and intimidating before I took my hands off the wall.

Charlotte's face was etched with fear as she stared at me; I could see the tears well up in her eyes.

“Anna, let's go.” I took Anna by the hand, her eyes widened in shock at what I said.

By now, I’m sure Anna knows I don't joke with my promises; I told her I’m going to protect her at any chance, and I swear to the goddess, I’m going to till my dying breath.