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  Irtania

  Adrien

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  His mate and his mistress

  By

  Irtania Adrien

  Chapter 1- "Married..." *Third person's pnt. Of view* Adelina stood frozen, staring in fear as the event unfolded before her eyes. One second her father's pack was fighting off rogues, the next she was being handed over to the alpha of the red moon pack in marriage. Her parents explained that it was for the best and that she would be safe, but she wasn't sure why she had to be the one to be wed to this man. I mean she had older sisters who had yet to be mated and would jump at the opportunity, so why her? She wanted to have a word in the matter, she wanted to voice her opinion, but most importantly she didn't want get married to someone that wasn't her mate. Ever since she was little she learned that mates were your other half, they complete you. Mates were made to fulfill your happiness in so many different ways, they made you whole mentally, spiritually, emotionally, and physically. So it just wasn't fair for her to be married off to an alpha just because her parents wanted to assure the safety of their pack. But then again it made sense that her parents wanted to do away with her since they actually never wanted her, and she was claimed to be a mistake. Her parents originally wanted 4 children, but when her mother fell pregnant with her after becoming Luna of the silent moon pack, her parents had no other choice but to keep her, because their image to the pack was important. This did not mean that her parents didn't try to get rid of her secretly, but their plans usually had a mishap, but this time it seems as though their plan would finally work. At her thoughts Adelina was snapped back to reality when her father's booming laughter shook her mind as he said "it was a pleasure settling this treaty with you alpha Demitrey. I'm sure Adelina will own up to her position and fulfill your needs as you see fit." At his words, her father's eyes glared her way, sending a secret warning.

  "Of course, I hope she does." Spoke Alpha Demitrey in a very domineering and intimidating tone, which caused fearful tremors to ravage Adelina's entire being.

  "I will send for her after I've made a few arrangements, tell her to be ready by tomorrow afternoon. My driver will be here exactly at 4:00 PM." Added the alpha, speaking as though Adelina wasn't in the room.

  "Understood. Until next time Demitrey." Her father spoke up.

  "Likewise." Demitrey responded curtly, then he turned and headed for the door not even sparing Adelina a glance. *Adelina's pnt. Of view* I stared at the closed doors in which

  Demitrey just departed from. I still couldn't believe what just took place, my father just gave me up so that he could protect his pathetic pack. By the sudden goosebumps that rose on my skin, I was able to determine that my father was suddenly closed behind me. He was always too close for my comfort. I felt his hand on my shoulder as he whispered in my ear "you my dear are going to make me a lot of money and you are going to assure my security. So you better be a good little slut like I know you are, and you better be a good girl, follow all the rules, and do everything that Demitrey says." With that he turned and left. I wasn't sure how to react to his words, I mean they no longer hurt my feelings because I'm used to his degrading tone towards me, however what he said about following the rules and doing everything that Demitrey said did strike fear deep within me. Alpha Demitrey was already intimidating. The mere mention of him caused everyone to be on alert, not to mention his presence. He had the looks as though he was sculpted by the Gods. He had a dark smoldering gaze that said "Don't fuck with me." Yet the girls drooled over him.

  He had a fit, strong build that was determined by the bulging muscles that showed through the shirt that he wore today, and his height only added to my fear. His voice was deep, yet there was this seductive tone that resonated in every one of the syllables that escaped his delectable lips. There was also a slight accent that followed his words and if you listened to him long enough it would feel as though he was caressing you without even touching you. If that made sense... Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that I didn't want to get married to him, because I'd lose my chance at finding my real mate. I would lose the chance at feeling true happiness, I would no longer experience true love, and the special gift I saved for the man of my dreams would be taken away by that ruthless alpha. Oh did I forget to mention that Demitrey ran one of the largest wolf Packs in North America? That he fights like a warrior, punishes restlessly, and even kills you without needing a reason? I didn't? Well now you know. It wasn't until I felt something wet fall on my chest that I realized that I was crying. So before I started bawling, I ran. I ran out my parents' mansion and headed straight to Peter's house.

  Peter has been my best friend ever since I can remember. I even though he and I would be mates, but not everything worked the way we want it to. When we turned 18 two years ago, Peter met his mate Clarissa, and they instantly fell in love. I guess the mate bond does that to you. Anyways I was happy for him, as much as I was feeling sad for myself. I mean Peter was sweet, charming, handsome and just everything a girl could wish for, but he wasn't mine, and the more I began to realize that Clarissa takes care of him in ways I possibly couldn't. At first she was bit jealous of the relationship between Peter and I, but now 2 years later, we are all 20 years old, she has warmed up to me until Peter started becoming jealous at our relationship. When I reached their house, as if on cue Clarissa opened the door and I crashed in her arms bawling my eyes out. She held me for hours, petting my hair, kissing my cheeks, and murmuring sweet nothings, until my sobs were gone and all I had left were tears. "H-h-he did it Car, he married me to Alpha Demitrey, and I didn't even have a say in it. H-he signed the papers, and n-now I'm getting p-p-picked up t-to-t-tom-morrow at 4:00." I stuttered out as another river or tears cascaded from my eyes. "Tomorrow?! Why so quick?" Clarissa questioned, her eyes puffed up from her own tears.

  "I don't know." I sobbed again, feeling another tantrum building up.

  "I'm so sorry baby." Cried Clarissa.

  "What's going on here?" Came Peter's voice from behind us.

  "Baby? Why are you crying? Aden? The fuck happened to you?" Asked Peter as he suddenly became lethally overprotective to both of us. He never wanted to see us upset, especially Clarissa, if he has to buy her tons of ice cream to make her happy he would do it, and if he had to murder someone for me or Clarissa he would do that too. After a moment of silence, I managed to explain everything that happened to Peter, his reaction wasn't exactly what I expected, for a second he seemed calm, then he punched the nearest wall, and headed to his room and locked himself in, not uttering a word. Clarissa and I stayed in complete silence for a bit until it was time for me to go. Before I exited, I headed up to Peter's room, I knocked on his door but there was no answer, so I leaned my head against the door and I said "Pete look, I know you're angry but I can't do anything about it. It's already settled I can't change this, but I don't want my last memory of you to be a door between us. Please open up and hold me one last time Peter Pan." I begged, using my nickname for him.

  I stood there for a few, and when I realized that he wasn't going to open I turned to leave, except as soon as I took my first step Peter opened the door and engulfed me in a hug. As he held me he said "trust me Aden, this is not the last time." Then he kissed my forehead and said "I will see you off tomorrow. Okay? And I'll try to find a way to come visit you, no matter how far you are. Promise."

  "Okay." I said with a smile. And just like that I left. When I made it downstairs, I kissed Clarissa goodbye, then I headed back to my parent's mansion. A place I would never call home.

  Chapte
r 2- "Rules...?" *Adelina's pnt. Of view* I found myself standing outside the gates of my parent's mansion, they have locked me out since three o'clock, although Demitrey said that his driver would be here at four o'clock. They just couldn't wait to get rid of me. And my so called sisters want to sneer at me, saying that I don't deserve to be with Demitrey, if only they knew that I didn't want to be with him. I mean my "dad" is quick to call me a slut, yet whenever he gets my mom drunk just to sneak to my sisters' room to have sex with them, they're the perfect angels. I wouldn't give a flying fuck in the world if one of my sisters got chosen, but since my dad needs his little fuck buddies around, he would rather get rid of me. See another reason why "dad" hates me is because I don't just open my legs and say welcome. Instead I fight him off. I've stabbed him, burned him, and cut him, just to get him to stay away from me. So since I'm not an easy fuck, hey why not get rid of me? Well for that matter I don't mind going with Demitrey, for I'll always have more integrity than my entire family put together. "Hey Aden." Suddenly came Peter's voice from behind me. Pulling me out of my thoughts.

  "Peter pan!" I squealed excitedly, jumping into his open arms.

  "Hey baby girl, how you doing?" He asked softly, yet his tone indicated his worry.

  "I'm alright. Just ready to get this over with." I said trying to smile, except we both knew that my smile wasn't that convincing.

  "It's going to be okay. I have a present for you." He said with a mischievous smile.

  "Really?! What is it? Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!" I jumped up and down, my current situation suddenly forgotten.

  "Uh uh, not before saying the magic word." He scolded.

  "Please may I get my gift now..." I said sounding annoyed.

  "And...?" He pursued.

  "You devilishly handsome human sculpted by the Gods." I said cringing at my words towards him.

  "Of course you may!" He said pulling something out from his pocket. You see, a few months ago Peter and I made a bet, and we decided that whoever won the bet would have a certain name we'd make the loser call us whenever we want to. As you can tell, I lost the bet, and Peter being so full of himself, chose that nickname, and I was tortured and penalized to call him that until God knows how long. Anyway, he pulled out the object from his pocket and said "ta-da!"

  My eyes widened as the object glimmered in the sunlight, and I drew in a gasp as I said "no way!"

  "Yes way. Here take it!" He said placing the object in my hand.

  "You got me a phone!" I exclaimed, my excitement resonating in my sentence, as I looked over the brand new Samsung that sat comfortably in my palm.

  "Yep! My number is already saved on there, and so is Clarissa's. We also took some pictures so you could remember us by, and I downloaded your favorite songs." He explained.

  I couldn't hold back the tears that escaped me, and I soon engulfed him in a bear hug as I said "thank you Peter pan." Although it was muffled, since my face could only reach his chest even though I was on my toes. Yes people, I'm short, at 5"2 tip toeing can only get you so high. "No problem Aden." He chuckled then kissed my head. As soon as we pulled away, a car approached us, and when I checked the time on my brand new phone, it was exactly 4:00. At first I couldn't see who was driving, but when he stepped out of the car my breath got caught in my throat. It's him! But what is he doing here? I thought he said his driver would pick me up? He walked up to us, his eyes drifting between Peter and me, then he picked up the luggage that was sitting in front of me without saying a word and threw it in the trunk. He then came back and took the duffel bag that was hanging on my shoulder, but suddenly froze, just as I did the same. His fingers were touching the skin on my shoulder, and I could feel it. The tingles, the fluttery feeling in your stomach. I couldn't help it when my eyes connected with his own, and I felt it! Our bond! "Mate!" Came Aden's voice in my head, my wolf.

  "I know." I replied back to her in my mind.

  "Say something!" She urged.

  "Like what? “I asked.

  "I don't know." She replied, then refrained to the back of my mind. Before I could say anything however, he quickly ripped the bag from my shoulders, and repeated his actions as before, then he headed to the driver's side as he said "let's go." What? I looked up at Peter and hugged him again, and he once again kissed my head, and I whispered "I'll talk to you later Peter pan."

  "See you later Aden."

  "I would like to get home today if you don't mind." Came Demitrey's cold answer.

  And as if on cue, I pulled away from Peter, and headed to the car. I mean jeez mate, would it kill you to open the door for me? "We need to talk. I have a few rules on how I run my pack, and everyone has a role. For your role I've chosen specific rules that you must abide to. If you follow them, I'm sure your stay with my pack will be comfortable enough." He finally spoke up, after what felt like hours of silence. But his voice, so deep, so smooth, I could listen to it all day, although it sounded cold, mean even. I guess that's the way he talks.

  "Okay." I said. Slightly turning my body giving him all my attention, although I want to give him so much more.

  "1. Only speak when spoken to.

  2. You must address me as sir at all times.

  3. You are to stay in your room unless called out of your room by me.

  4. You are not allowed in my office unless given permission.

  5. You are not allowed in my room. Ever.

  6. You must show respect to your superiors which are Serena, my parents, my beta, and I.

  7. You must not have contact with any males from my pack.

  9. You must do what you are told.

  10. Stay out of my way.

  Failure to follow and obey these rules will earn you punishments." He said with a dangerous tone, not for once sparing me a glance.

  "What?" I asked breathless.

  But he ignored me. What did he just say? Stay out of his way? Wait! But aren't we mates! I know we are! I felt our connection! And I know he felt it too! So why is he speaking such nonsense? "Demitrey what are you talking about? Aren't we mates? This is a joke right?" I asked exasperated, hoping just hoping that he was joking.

  "That's sir to you!" He said his voice suddenly darker, his accent a bit thicker, “and I don't have a mate." He said, and my heart stopped.

  Chapter 3- "Fate...? Part 1" *Adelina's pnt. Of view* After Alpha Demitrey announced his rules, the drive to his pack became unbearable. I was confused, and I had so many questions, but no matter what I say seem to receive the deaf ear. The drive was long and boring, and when I turned on the radio for some type of entertainment, he turned it off without uttering a word. Throughout the ride I became thirsty and hungry, and my bladder felt as though it would explode, yet I had to keep quiet, afraid of the man that was sitting next to me. Demitrey seemed to be deep in thought as he drove on and on. He seemed to be thinking of something disturbing for his eyes were very dark, his knuckles where white as he gripped the steering wheel in a death grip, and he never spared me not one glance. So, I figured the best thing for me to do is to go to sleep, so that's what I did. But it didn't last very long for soon I was being shaken awake by a girl that I have never seen before. "Excuse me? Miss, please you must wake up now." Came her quiet voice as she gently shook my arm.

  "I'm awake, I'm awake." I said slightly annoyed that someone would disturb my sleep, but then I suddenly became aware of my unknown surroundings, and I didn't waste a second before demanding "wait where am I? Who are you?"

  "You've arrived at the red moon pack. My name is Cilia, I am your assigned maid and or helper. If you need anything you call me." The girl, I mean Cilia smiled kindly.

  "Um thank you...?" I said although it sounded like a question.

  Cilia giggled as she said "you're welc-"

  "I would love to enter my home today Cilia." Came Demitrey's cold and dominating voice, as he interrupted Cilia.

  "Uh y-yes s-sir!" Came Cilia's instant yet nervous stutter of a reply, then sh
e turned to me still wide-eyed from the alpha's demand as she says "Come now, we must go. The master doesn't like to be kept waiting." At her words, her gentle touch became urgent, as she practically hauled me out of the car. She then with rushed footsteps, hurried me to fall behind Demitrey's sauntering form, as we made our way to his home. Wait! No not home, I meant a FREAKING CASTLE. The estate was huge. With a grand yard that seem to be created to perfection. The grass seem jubilant green, the various colors of flowers blending perfectly with it. We arrived midday, so the sun shone perfectly as graceful butterflies flew around the roses, and buzzing bees danced from flower to flower. The walkways were made out of beige gravel that gave a satisfying crunch with every step you took, and multiple fountains that were randomly spread out throughout the spewed out water into the air. The entire scenery was enticing, and it was perfectly created to match the off white color of the outside of the castle. When we finally reached the building, we climbed up a few stairs until we made it to a grand double door. There Demitrey stopped, and Cilia instantly pulled me to a halt, a few feet away from Demitrey, he turned and faced me, and for the first time in hours he finally made eye contact with me. His glare was so strong, it oozed power and domination, and it was hard for me to keep it, so I shifted my gaze and looked anywhere but him.

  "Look at me when I am addressing you." He commanded as my eyes absent-mindedly abide to his rule. Once my eyes were on him, he seem to pause for a few, as he observed me, and that was something I couldn't handle. Having his eyes on me made my body do and feel funny things, I could feel my cheeks reddening, and when his eyes started traveling all over my body, the skin that his eyes glanced over became heated, as if a fire suddenly became alive. My stomach started doing summersaults, as my heart beat and breathing started coming out irregularly. My palms became sweaty, and at that moment I wanted to kiss him, love him, but I wasn't sure I could do that, so instead, I clasped my hands behind my back, and bit my bottom lip in order to keep myself from saying something that I would regret. His glare was intimidating, anyone would want to scurry from him, but with me, it made me do funny things, it made me feel funny things. What was happening to me? When he noticed my actions, his eyes seem to dilate, but he shook it off as his voice came out in its domineering tone saying "As I mentioned before, you must always address me as sir. And you must respect those who are superior to you, such as Serena, my parents and my beta. Once we go in, you will meet Serena, and Kade, my Beta, and don't forget only speak when spoken to." Without waiting for my reply, he turned around and opened the door, and my earlier moment was instantly forgotten, as a sudden pain settled within me. It wasn't physical, but it was emotional. It was as though he was rejecting me, yet he was still holding on to me, making me suffer in a way. Anyway, I shook it off as he made his way inside, and Cilia and I followed suite. The inside of the castle was mesmerizing. I couldn't help it when my jaw went loose and hit the ground in amazement. My eyes were wide as if I was trying to memorize every uniquely spectacular detail of the castle. The walls were also an off white color just like the outside, on my right was a doorway that led to a dining room fit for a royal court, and all its subjects, that's how large it was. To my right was a living room with a white and royal blue theme. Right in front of me was a double grand staircase that led to the second floor. The sunlight shone through the wide windows, and it radiated off of the walls, and the rays that shone through the chandeliers that dangled from the tall ceiling created rainbow like lights that's transparently settled upon the walls, making the sight absolutely immaculate. Being lost in my observation, I didn't notice that a few people approached us until I heard a woman speak up saying "What's wrong with her?"