Filed To Story: Goddess's Design His Fated Mate (Willow & Reuben)
she explained.
“My wedding to Dark?”
My eyes widened in horror as I stared at her as though she had succumbed to madness. Yet, the meticulously arranged attire and jewelry that had been placed upon the grand tray she presented to me contradicted any of my doubts. “Absurd ”
I muttered, vigorously shaking my head. “I am not ”
“Please, allow me to assist you in dressing,”
she began advancing toward me, clutching the wedding gown in her grasp. “The Alpha is growing impatient ”
“Have you lost your mind? Stay away from me!”
I yelled at her, hurling the wedding gown aside in a fit of rage. It landed on the floor, prompting her swift retrieval. “Where is Dark? Where is he?!”
I demanded, but she merely lowered her head in response.
“Please, get dressed, Luna,”
she persisted, evidently determined to dress me against my will.
“You understand nothing ”
I stared at her in disbelief, then stormed out of the bedroom in search of Dark.
“Dark!”
I shouted in the never-ending hallway. The whole place was like a maze. Every hall seemed to be identical. It had been six days and I still had not been able to figure out where exactly I was. It was like a palace that had been constructed underground where everything was dark, gloomy, and wanted to consume me whole. There was no escape from here. “DARK! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!”
I screamed into the air, not knowing where to find him. He was always the one that came to my room, but when he was not here, I always felt his eyes on me and his presence around me like a curse.
“This is the first time you called me by name,”
he said. I paused in the middle of the hallway with a gasp when my surroundings drastically changed. Suddenly I found myself in a dark yet very beautiful room where Dark stood right in front of me, his hand touching my cheek with his face a few inches away from mine. “Say it again,”
he whispered, his eyes filled with sick needs.
I stared into his eyes. “Give me the last dose,”
I demanded.
“What dose, Rose?”
he replied, feigning ignorance.
His question set off a wave of panic inside me. “The last dose of pills for my children. Their condition seems to be worsening. Please give them to me like you promised!”
I reminded him.
He pulled away from me and turned to pick up a glass of wine. “You will get them later,”
he replied casually.
“Why?! I need them now! My children’s lives are in danger. They are dying!”
I turned to face him, desperation evident in my voice. “I have done everything you wanted and obeyed you. Now please give me that last dose,”
I begged.
He frowned and grabbed me by the throat. “I said you will get it later. Now go and get ready for our wedding,”
he growled, pushing me away.
I staggered, struggling to keep my balance as his words hit me like a sucker punch to the gut. So what that woman had said was correct? Dark wanted to marry me? My whole body shook with this dreadful revelation. By marrying me he somehow wanted to claim my body and soul, “I am not marrying you!”
I murmured, taking a step back.
“What did you say?”
His eyes flashed with anger, his expression darkening.
I clenched my fists, straightened my back and repeated, “I am not marrying you!”
I declared.
He threw the wine glass furiously on the ground and grabbed my throat. “DID YOU FUCKING THINK I WAS ASKING FOR YOUR OPINION?!”
he barked in my face, his mismatched eyes growing darker and scarier. “I AM ORDERING YOU,”
he dug his nails slowly into my flesh. “GO AND GET READY IF YOU NEED PILLS. WE ARE GOING TO GET FUCKING MARRIED TODAY ON THE NEW MOON AND THAT’S FINAL.”
“AHHH ”
I hissed in great pain but never tore my eyes from him. “This order of yours will never be fulfilled. I am not going to marry you, I will not submit to you. I will gladly allow you to turn me into a dead body to do those things too, if you are capable of doing that.”
“Say that again and see if you ever get the last dose from me,”
he growled lowly. My face turned white at his threat. “Another refusal from those lips will cost you the lives of your children. Their lungs will burn, their blood will run dry, and there will not be a single part of their body that will not rot until death ”
“NO! YOU CAN’T DO THAT!”
I screamed in horror as he made me envision my children dying in all the gruesome ways he described. “GIVE ME THE PILLS! GIVE THEM TO ME!!!”
I screeched like a crazed woman, scratching his chest with my sharp claws and drawing blood.
He slid his hand from my throat to my cheek, his touch sending shivers down my spine. “What happened so suddenly?
Weren’t you just talking about death and some other shit?”
he grinned wickedly. “I would even marry your dead body, but do you have the guts to see your children die the worst death imaginable? Do you have the guts to watch your soulmate commit suicide as I burn his pack and his people to ash, then have you in front of his eyes? Do you have the guts to watch him die?”
he questioned, his eyes glinting with malevolence as tears finally gathered in my eyes. “The last time, you sacrificed yourself to save him, but now, do you have anything to offer me when I am close to claim every hole of your body tonight on our wedding bed?”
As he spoke, memories of those dark nights flooded my mind-the moments when I couldn’t escape, I had to leave Reuben and our babies.
He smiled at my shattered state and traced his finger along my lips. “You’re refusing to marry me because you’re still clinging to Reuben’s love, aren’t you?”
he taunted. “But will he accept a woman that has stayed with another man day and night over three days?”
he grinned.
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