The Alpha King’s Fated Scarred Mate

Ann pov

My heart ran a thousand miles when Jayden opined Jace punished me.

I was despondent and disappointed at Jayden’s opinions. Given our sexual relationship, I thought he would have made some excuses to protect me from Amy’s wrath, instead, he pushed me to the bridge of a furnace while he grinned at me.

I struggled hard to hide my trepidations and even felt some hatred within me welling up for Jayden.

A long silence had followed when Amy had chorused that I be punished by the celebrant but the silence was broken by a domineering familiar tone.

“Do you want me to punish her?”

At that moment I lifted my gaze to behold the speaker, our gaze got locked and I felt my heart beating rapidly in my chest.

His stare was domineering and intimidating, yet I couldn’t take my glance off him. His angular face looks captivating, and his perfect chiseled jawline made me yearn for more views of him.

That is him! My inner wolf said to me.

That was the royal prince who had asked me to commit suicide, who’s also the banished prince!

“What?” My cheeks flustered in blush. I was already falling head over heels with him at that moment.

“Yes, do it! What do you mean? Just punish her she’s just a maid!” Jayden’s voice rang out in the air, and the effects of it sliced through my skin.

“Alright!” Jace emphasized his words as his pair of eyes coquettishly scrutinized my body.

His gaze was so intense that I found myself already stripped in front of him.

His silence was killing me. I need to know what he has in stock for me.

Was he going to punish me? Or save me? He has saved me continuously three times, and I hope he saves me this time around.

My eyes squinted in shock at his judgment. No! It can’t be!

I could see how enraged and swollen Amy was. Even Jayden’s face was red and swollen. Both brother and sister turned to cast me a deadly glare.

“Brother, what did you just say?” Amy inquired for the umpteenth time.

” I said, I want her to grace my bed for three full days, starting from tonight.” Jace repeated and dipped from the teacup in his grasp.

I tried to read him but his expression was obscured.

Amy’s mouth was dropped in shock, while Jayden rolled his murderous glare at me. Like he was jealous of ever wanting to share me with another man, especially his rival.

“She’s gothic and might cause you a nightmare. Why not permit me to bring another pretty maid with big bosom and ass to grace your bed for a week.” Jayden’s voice erupted in the graver atmosphere.

“Ermm… I want her!” Jace repeated.

” Why this maid?” Jayden seethed with anger vibrating in his deep voice.

With a serene expression, he turned to Jayden and asked, “Why not this maid?” ” Why would you trade pretty maids in place of that gothic maid?”

Silence.

The atmosphere burned hot despite it being spring. At Jace’s stare, heat licked through my skin, and my nipples hardened under my frail gown.

Jayden swallowed a lump and answered. ” You shouldn’t choose her because you’re classic. You deserve better things than a bit of bad luck like her. She doesn’t taste well, her woman stenchs badly, and she wouldn’t satisfy your pleasure.”

My heart writhed and pained uncontrollably at Jayden’s words. Was it necessary he humiliate me this much in public just to deter Jace from claiming me tonight?

I understand how he’s so obsessed with my body and doesn’t want to share me, but his words were offensive.

Jace’s straightened face curled into a slight smile. “Because she’s ugly, I want her. I’ve never tasted an ugly she-wolf with a cicatrix on her face before. I’m tired of the pretty girls, and I don’t need a girl that would satisfy my pleasure, I only want to have fun with her body for three days.”

” Good! ” ” Take her! ” Jayden snapped.

” Brother! ” Anger flickered in Amy’s eyes as she cried out in despair.

But Jayden ignored her cry and gulped down a jar of wine to hide the displease on his face.

“Gothic!” Jace called out to me and flicked his fingers in the air.

I looked up at him with helplessness flashing in my blue eyes.

“Come over!” He brawled in dominance.

I obliged and began to crawl with my knees covering a meter of 15. It was the royal ethics for a maid to crawl after the royal family and not walk whenever they were being punished.

My knees ached profusely after covering the distance, and tears slid down my cheeks in shame.

I was beside him, and he stared at me in disdain as if I was a pile of shit.

He licked his bottom lips and darted his gaze away. For the rest of the night, it was as if I was a non-living thing. He didn’t even bother to spare me a glance until the party was over.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

This time, he told me to rise on my feet and walk.

In defeat, I quietly stood and followed him.

I know he did that to save me. He’s never going to engage himself with me in any intimacy.

He was calm and didn’t fancy his opposite gender.

“Welcome back.” I mustered the courage to say these words.

Before he was banished, he was so close to me so I knew he wouldn’t get irked if I talked to him.

My greetings were welcomed with a deadly silence.

I bit my lips in repress and followed quietly behind him.

When we arrived at his courtyard, he told me to get in and then he shut the main gate.

“Welcome master.” Some of the royal gamma greeted him, and he waved his hands in the air.

We arrived at a manor which was different from the rest of the houses in the courtyard. When we got in, I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the interior which was delicately designed, exuding grandeur and magnificence. The inside was lit with Yellow light from the lamps.

He took off his clothes, and my heart rose fastly under my chest.

Also, I gawked and fantasized about his muscular abs and breasts. He was looking damn hot like the Lucifer in the story my mother always read to me at bedtime.

He stared back at me with a cold stare and walked out of my sight.

I stood up to entertain my eyes with the paintings and drawings on the wall. They were beautiful and alluring but a piece of the drawing caught my attention.

A picture of me on the rooftops when I had wanted to commit suicide.

“What do you think you’re doing?” His voice startled me and stirred awake my sixth sense.

” I am sorry,” I said in a slur and lowered my gaze.

” Thank you for saving me tonight, I owed you a lot. I’ll surely repay you someday.” I said, and I heard him give a light chuckle.

” Thank you?” “You think I saved you?”

I became confounded by his words and scared by his sinister grin.

“You talked so presumptuously like a royal would do. You’ve forgotten your place that you’re nothing but a slave here and should act like one.” he said with a cold stare.

My heart writhed with pain, and my fist clenched tightly that my knuckles popped out in fury.

“You should store those fury of yours as energy for what is yet to come.” He said with a tinge of concern to his voice.

” What’s yet to come?” I lifted my gaze to catch a glimpse of his reactions.

” Don’t stare at me that way slave!” He seethed, although in a serene tone.

” Don’t you think I’ll give you my body when you are not my master!”

His brows furrowed tightly at my words.

” I rather be dead than to allow you bury your manhood in me.” I said with a thrumming heart.

He took some steps from where he was and approached me at a deadly but slow pace which caused me to stumble back with fear in my eyes. He stopped a few inches away from me, his aura emitted a dangerous signal from head to toe.

I nervously looked straight into his eyes to behold a dark expression in his eyes.

“You rather be dead than to accept my man within you?” His eyes dimmed for a moment, as he leered at me.

I nodded.

” I can see you love it rough and harsh!” He said and before I could conjure his words, I was pushed back.

With a sickening thud, my ass landed on the floor. And within a blink, my shoulders and legs were pinned down by him, his sharp, thin line curved into a cold indifferent arc, and he remained silent.

His swollen length pressed rigorously on my woman, and this stirred awake many waves of erotic feelings within every inch of my body.

He leaned his face a bit closer to m e and allowed the air from his nostril and mouth to fanned hotly at my mouth and nose.

Unawarely, I moaned and wished he kissed me dangerously non-stop. I felt my slick opening with creamy juices, and I felt compelled to drag his man and swallow it down my throat but that would be so stupid of me.

His gaze pierced into mine as his fingers dawdled at my nipples. I felt my nipples hardened, and my body shuddered at his touch.

My breathing became hard, and I couldn’t control the intense feelings within me.

“I want you to die now!” He said, and without a foreplay, a huge and swollen length dived into my woman, causing me to have difficulty breathing.

“Aren’t you going to do something about this,” he thrusted in with pressure and went deeper while my lips parted.

The sensual feelings within me were inexplicable. I found myself on another planet at that moment and felt rage swollen within me as he thrust out.

I looked at him with a sympathetic gaze, and he smirked. I was damn horny, and yearning for him.

His swollen length dangled in the air, and his eyes never left me.

“Do you want this?” He asked ridiculously since he knew my feelings.

“Don’t be shy, just say yes and I will give it to you. And remember you said you would rather die than allow this within you.”