Andria pov
The forest is dark but lovely, my wolf controlling our movements as we run through it.
The sky is almost dark as the sun sets. I shouldn't be here, especially when Papa had explicitly told me not to enter the woods.
But do I care?
No
Even with everything else he has ever told me, I don't care, his words sliding off my ears as if I had never heard them. It's not my fault, that I ignore him so much after he'd fallen to my gift.
I pant as I run, my wolf enjoying her freedom as I take a left turn in the forest, trying to navigate towards an opening where I could spend my evening staring at the starry sky.
It's the only thing I like, staring at the sky. It reminds me of Burty and all the memories we shared, the good and the bad. It is the only place where I can hold on to him as the memory of him slowly fades away with time, only leaving a blank canvas in its place.
I run, biting my tongue as I try to hold my tears back. You would think that losses can be forgotten, but they can't. They haunt you and break you again and again tills there is nothing left to.
I slow down, allowing the calm silence of the forest to sink into my bones, as I shake my head at myself for thinking such mournful thoughts. I push the thoughts of Burty to the back of my head before I can crumble to the floor in a whaling mess of tears.
I spot an opening in the distance and patter towards it slowly, my paws crushing the leaves on the floor as I tread on them. I get closer to the opening, the sound of passion-filled moans reaching my ears as I approach.
At this point, I should turn and leave, but I don't want to, my curiosity getting the better of me, I jog towards the opening and lean my head in to see better.
All I am able to hear is the whisper of the word "mate."
My loud treading makes the couple snap their necks towards me, my eyes widening at the people I see before me.
The King and Ariana.
We all share a small moment of panic between us before I decide to leave, hoping they don't recognize me as I run in the opposite direction. My mind was almost traumatized at seeing my sister's body hurled onto a males. I almost wanted to gag at the thought of them being together.
I always thought that the king would be mine, that he is mine, my mind unable to comprehend, what happened.
My eyes sting with tears, my heart pulsating with hate for Ariana. I walk away. What kind of monster was she? First, she takes away my brother and best friend, and now she's also taken the only male I've ever wanted.
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It's dinner time, when I stand behind a stone pillar clutching a glass of wine, my anger and jealousy flaring as I spot Ariana and the King giving each other the puppy eyes from across the table. I bite the insides of my cheeks. In an attempt to stop myself from marching over to Ariana to claw her eyes out, how dare she look at him like that!
I feel my grip on the glass tightening to the point where I have to remind myself that I have a mate ,and that she is allowed to stare at the King like that because he's her mate. The thought of them being mates almost makes me repulse as my eyes trail over the cluster of people in the room when I spot my mate, Edward, across from me.
He is tall and easy to spot as he towers over everyone else and stands alone with a female. She stands so close to him to the point that it looks as though she is pressing her body against his, my wolf angering at the sight, not understanding why he hadn't pushed her away.
They laugh at something he says, causing a knot of unease to form in the pit of my stomach. I watch the woman place her hand on his chest. My mouth almost falling open at her actions. No female was allowed to put her hand on a male's chest unless she was going to claim him.
A barely heard growl leaves my chest as I walk towards Edward, my chest heaving with anger and jealousy as my wolf takes over my whole being.
Before I know it, I'm standing next to Edward and pushing the woman's hands off of his chest, causing her to gasp out loud as her blue eyes widen.
My anger gets the best of me as I clench my hands at my sides and narrow my eyes at her jaw, a perfect spot for a perfect punch.
I smile inwardly at my evil thoughts as I lift my fist to land a good punch on her jaw, only to be stopped by Edward's hand and a loud gasp from the woman.
I look at him, my eyes blazing with anger as I yank my hand away from him, only for him to grab it again. This time, his claws are extended, a warning for me not to misbehave.
"What do you think you're doing?" He whispers dangerously close to my ear, making me tremble in fear. My anger vanishes as his hold on my arm starts sending a painful hum through me. I almost want to yelp in pain. Why does this keep on happening? Why does his touch only cause me pain?
I try pulling my arm away from him as he begins dragging me across the room. I look around frantically, trying to find someone to ask help from without causing a scene, but I see no one I recognize near me. Everyone I know is too far to say anything to without causing suspicion.
I let him pull me out of the room till we were standing alone in the corridors, my back pressed against a tapestry as he looks at me with darkening eyes that reminded me of the depths of Pandora's box.
I look at him, my heart beating at the speed of lightening, knowing full well that he was about to explode on me with his temper. I want to close my eyes against it, but I don't. I force them open, my hands trembling by my sides, as he opens his mouth to say something.
I hold my breath when I feel my pupils dilate. I feel them turn into their strange purple that I spot sometimes while staring into the mirror. The veins in my body seem to dilate and relax ,as well, the blood inside flowing more freely than before. I find my whole body relaxing under the strange hue.
I knew what was going to happen, my gift was going to take control of the situation like it always does, helping me seduce him so that he forgets about what just happened. It was like an angel for me, always guiding and protecting me when I needed it, it was something I was born with, its mark of Amar prominent on the back of my shoulder since the day I was born.
Edward seems mesmerized as he looks into my purple eyes, just like everyone else who sees them.
I hear his heart slow down and see the creases on his forehead go as his anger subsides. I wait calmly, looking into his eyes, seeing his darkest desires, hoping to see me in them.
But instead, I saw a girl, a beautiful girl that I'd never seen before. Her eyes are blue like the sky, and her hair is like dark wood, skin so flawless that I almost envied her. My heart shatters at her image as realization floods me.
He rather have her as his mate than me.
It explains why he hadn't tried finding me after finding out I was his mate.
It hurt knowing that he wanted and desired someone else more than me, even though my feelings for him are unclear. It just made it clear that even if we mated, he would always want someone else. Someone better than me.
I pull my mind away from my conflicting emotions of hurt and jealousy, noticing that he had begun to blink as his mind weaves a wall against my gift, halting my seduction as his mind finds its way back to reality.
I hold my breath in. Fear rising in me like the magma in a volcano, knowing that the seduction hadn't worked as his eyes look at me, calculating. He opens his mouth to say something, but I don't let the words leave him as I grasp onto the threads of luck and push myself off the wall, hoping to push him away and making a run for it.
To my dismay, his arms go around my wais,t holding me in place as he narrows his eyes at me and asks with his breath fanning down on my lips, "What do you think you're doing, little mouse?"
"I...I.." My voice trembles, not knowing what to say as my eyes move from his eyes to his lips, I lick my own in the process, "This"
I press my lips against his, a hard chasty kiss which leaves my lips feeling numb as though I had died a thousand deaths. I want to pull away, but he doesn't let me as he tightens his hold on me and begins to move his lips against mine.
He bites my lips, forcing me to gasp out loud at the small pain as he plunges his tongue into my mouth. My eyes begin to water at the cruelty of his lips. It was as though I was kissing fire instead of him, my heart and mind racing, not understanding the inconceivable pain I was feeling as I pushed him away, making him stumble back.
Hurt flashes in his eyes, but I don't let it get to me as I run to my chambers, leaving him behind looking confused.
I smack the door shut behind me as I enter my chambers, falling face front onto my bed with a loud thud. I curl up into a small ball clutching onto my chest as my heart squeezes with a disgusting pulse, making my vision blur and my eyes sting with tears till I lose consciousness and everything goes black.
I wake up to what seems to be midnight, my mind still rattling with its thoughts as I think back to Edward, it doesn't take a genius to guess that something is very, very wrong with our mate bond but I refuse to care about it seeing that he desired someone else.
I get up to splash some water onto my face, the cold water helping my insanely sane mind keep its peace with the present as I stare into my reflection in the mirror.
My mouth almost falls open at what I see, my eyes not believing the scars that had formed around my neck where Edward had touched me, my lips almost looking foreign to me with their blistered gashes and swollen edges making them look twice their size.
I place my hand on my lips, sucking in a breath at the pain I feel closing my eyes shut as I walk back to bed.
This couldn't be happening, my mate's touch shouldn't be bringing me so much pain, and my sister shouldn't be mated with the King, for no one, not even I knows what her mark of death can bring upon this world.
My breath hitches in my throat, fear causing my windpipe to close up at the thought of Ariana being queen with the power of death in her hands.
Throughout our lives I made sure that she never got to face a parent's true love or a full stomach, knowing that the day that she did her curse would awake.
I couldn't sleep, not with the thoughts of Ariana roaming in my head, causing me to make a decision that could change our lives forever.
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