The Broken Mute’s Revenge

Kayla I was surprised by the sudden declaration, but I felt a strong connection to Aiden too. I looked into his eyes and saw a deep sincerity there. His chiseled cheekbones and piercing blue eyes seemed to sparkle in the dim light. He wore a perfectly tailored charcoal suit that fit his frame like a glove, and a crisp white shirt that was unbuttoned at the collar. The way he carried himself exuded confidence and sophistication, as if he were accustomed to commanding attention. As he turned to face me, I could not help but notice the way his suit jacket hugged his broad shoulders and tapered waist, accentuating his muscular build. His hair was neatly styled, swept to the side in a classic, timeless fashion that only added to his allure. I felt a sudden wave of nervousness wash over me, unsure if I was worthy of his attention. I could not help but feel a flutter in my stomach as I gazed up at him, realizing that this was a man who had the power to make my heart skip a beat wi

Kayla As I trudged down the street like an abandoned pup, my mind was in a haze. The inventions that had played out a few minutes ago, felt like a dream to me. It did not seem plausible that I was the mate of the great alpha Aiden. It was something that sounded absurd. But I felt it, the connection, and the spark. I felt everything to my bones. Every cell in my body screamed that he was my mate and no matter how much I tried to ignore it. But why me? Why was I chosen? I did not fancy the fact that my long-time mate was alpha Aiden, but what could I do? I let out a long exasperated sigh as I began to mull over how this new interaction was going to affect my life. And then something clicked. Being alpha Aiden's mate will come with some benefits. Aside from his wealth and status, there was something else that would be of use to me. His popularity. For years I had been stuck with no way of finding those men that had taken pleasure in violating my body because of the little to

Kayla My eyes slid open slowly, and it was immediately greeted by the sight of my worn out wooden, bedside table. It was on verge of collapsing, as weevils and other insects had begun to chomp through the wood. I moved my eyes to the window, and gazed at the warm sunlight that slipped through the thin glass. I pushed myself up into a sitting position, my mind in shambles. After the terrifying attempt my stepfather tried to pull on me, and the bizarre encounter with alpha Aiden, it was hard to get any sleep at night. My mind kept replaying the scene, over and over again, like a broken DVD. I had already steeled my mind, preparing for my stepfather to violate me, but the moment Aiden burst into the living room, the relief that washed over me was indescribable. It was not the first time my stepfather had tried to violate my body, but since my mother was always around the house, he never got the opportunity. But that night, we were all alone, giving him that opportunity. If Aide

Kayla Just like Aiden had promised, I was given a room, which was right beside his chambers. He wanted me close to him, and that kind of filled me with a sense of relief. The moment I stepped into the room he had prepared for me, I was at loss for words. It was easily the most luxurious room I had ever seen. The first thing that caught my eye was the massive king-sized bed, covered in soft, white linens that looked like they belonged in a five-star hotel. I walked over to the bed, running my hands over it. This was the first time I had touched a bed so soft. The bed I slept on, back at my house could not hold a candle to this. To the left of the bed was a beautifully crafted wooden dresser with intricate carvings that caught the light from the crystal chandelier hanging above it. The dresser had a matching vanity table with a large mirror, flanked by two delicate golden lamps. In the corner of the room, there was a cosy armchair with a soft, plush cushion, perfect for l

Kayla’S POV As I trudged down the hallway, my mind was still reeling from what had happened to me in Aiden’s chambers. Cynthia’s presence there took a turn for the worst. I was in utter shock when she laid her hands on me, but what was more shocking, was the fact that Aiden had hit her back, and it was because of me. I was still sceptical about Aiden’s feelings for me, but when he got angry for my sake, I began to believe that his feelings for me were real. I was under the impression that the only reason why he was attracted to me was because of the mate bond, but now, I knew it was more than that. I did not know how to feel about these feelings that Aiden harboured for me, because I did not feel the same way about him. I let out a sigh; my head hung low as the thought of Cynthia popped up in my head. I was not elated when Aiden had hit her because of me. I was scared, that she would resent me because of that. When I rushed out of the room, I rushed out in hopes that I would