Chapter 9
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(Amara POV)
Dinner was filled with tension. It was awkward as me and my mate kept glancing at each other. When our eyes meet I swiftly look at my food feeling a blush forming on my face.
Urgh, I hate the impact he makes on me!
Soren on the other hand looks like he wants to ask me something. I could feel his gaze on me and Atarah was more than excited seeing some sort of reaction from him.
Hell even I am feeling happy when I shouldn’t. I don’t want this snuck up a*s but damn this mate bond for swaying my decisions.
"Young beta Rowan is coming tomorrow right?" Uncle Nate voiced as my head whipped to him.
"He is?" My question was responded with a confused frown.
"Um yes. Hasn’t he contacted you?"
I nodded my head. "Yea. I asked him when he will come but I didn’t get any reply."
"Oh yes. He did say he had a pack meeting. Maybe that is why"
Hearing Rowan will come put me in a happy mood. Rowan is my best friend since childhood. We both are the same age but I am 5 months elder than him. When he comes I won't be alone with them anymore. Someone will be there to reassure me.
The rest of the dinner was filled with random talks mostly between Uncle Nate and Zamil. The topic was boring politics so I didn’t pay attention. Instead, I said a whole a*s essay to Rowan telling how angry I was for not being informed of his arrival time.
He said he will come by tomorrow night and that he has to go have dinner before ending the conversation.
After that, I made my way to my bedroom. But in the hallway, I was met with none other than my mate. He was red. He looked feverish.
"Are you ok?!" I asked as I walked to him but I stopped as he took a step back.
"I am fine," he said but grunted as he loses balance and leans to the wall. "I just drank a little too much"
"You only took a glass of wine," I said worry filling me.
"I have very low tolerance," he said before cursing and putting his hand on his head "s**t"
I didn’t waste time as I walked to him I put my hands on his forehead and almost immediately I withdrew it feeling the sparks.
But unlike the last time, the intensity was very high. The spark stings my heart completely and I took a step back in shock.
He was now breathing very heavily.
"s**t. You really are bound to me" he mumbled said between breaths.
I was going to open my mouth but stopped when he stabbed me with the next words.
"What the actual fuck." I stilled my eyes wide. "How can the almighty give me you? You are not even an Azurian"
"So what if I am not?" I said as he looked up at me. My eyes overflowed with tears and I felt my knees getting weak. "Do you find me disgusting? Low to you? Do you want to reject me?"
My wolf whimpered as I told those words but she didn’t stop me. She knew her mate stepped too far.
I feel so weak. I suddenly started to feel sleepy from the medicine I took early.
Soren took a step towards me but I raised my hands. My wolf showed the urge to take control but I held her in.
"Do not take a step towards me" I growled.
"How old are you?" he asked suddenly making me raise my eyebrow at him.
"18" I replied as he nods. He was silent for a second and I somewhat know what he was thinking.
"I can sense that we are mates if that is what you are thinking," I said making his eyes widen.
"I know you can. I first thought I was just seeing things but then after a few encounters, I confirmed it. But my question is how?"
"What do you mean?" I replied making him frown.
"You're 18 you can't sense me until you are 21"
"In normal cases yes. But did you forget I am a hybrid? A sorcerer and werewolf mix and werewolves sense their mate at 18th so I know. I feel you as my mate through the sparks. I don’t sense it via the aura. At least not completely, I can sense a strong feeling but not completely." I said as he stared at me.
He was silent.
"I see," he said as I glared at him.
"I see? That's all you have to say?" he tried to open his mouth and say something but I stopped him.
"No. I don’t know what is your problem is. I am not interested in this mate bond as well. I chose my own destiny"
Lies. I do care. I have cared since I was young. When I saw how much my parents love and cherish each other. Mates are considered as the other half soul which was separated.
When our eyes first met I wanted to make him mine. I want to be the one he cherishes and loves. I want his void eyes to show emotions when he is with me.
Only with me.
But I can't bow down to him. I can't be needy and throw away my pride.
"But I will not tolerate you shaming me. You think I am unworthy of my crown?" I asked feeling my anger rise.
His eyes widen.
"A queen should be filled with ethics, talk properly, have courtesy. I didn’t see any of those." I could feel my blood boil. How can he be so harsh?
"I don’t f*****g care what you think but know that 'I' am chosen to be the queen of this dominion. I am a hybrid born with a chosen mark. I am Amara Morrigan Quarter, daughter of the most powerful werewolf and sorcerer and I will do whatever it takes to protect and rule my kingdom. And I have no intention of proving it to you no matter how high you are. You are now my guest and so you should know your limit because I have the power to f*****g throw you out for disrespecting me" I growled.
I was angry beyond anything. I could feel my powers being released around me. I knew my eyes were glowing gold with red streaks.
But suddenly my eyes were covered. I tensed but a sudden familiar smell made me at ease.
"Who the hell are you?" Soren's voice rose. The hands over my eyes were removed and my eyes widen on seeing Soren glaring at the man behind me.
Is that jealousy?!
"None of your business" a familiar voice came as I turned to face a silver haired guy.
"Rowan?!"
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