NOT MINE... NEVER WERE.
1290 Words
~DOMINIQUE~
"what do you want, Nebula?" my cold voice sounds foreign, even to my own ears.
She lifts her head so fast in shock at my tone that, she would have lost her head if not for her beast's healing ability.
I understand her shock though. I have never used such a tone with her.
But, I pay her no mind and keep my face devoid of any emotions, when I see the hurt in her eyes behind the curtain of long eyelash.
I have wasted enough of her time as well as mine, I think to myself. She can't give me what I need anymore. She never did in the first place.
"I ...I didn't see you after the party..." her voice is barely above a whisper. But I hear her perfectly well " you said the ballroom was not the place to discuss what happened in the garden. So I assumed you wanted to wait till after, but I couldn't find you after the party."
Her eyes move to look behind me, her brows furrow when she sees who is behind me.
She's probably wondering why the Prince is standing by the door of the garden spying on the servant in it.
"Follow me" I say, this is a good time to break things off with her. My shoulders brush past hers only to shiver in disgust, when I move to lead her away from the garden. From the peaceful view of Inanna.
I don't like her eyes on Inanna. Not one bit. It unsettles me.
I was surprised to see Inanna in the garden when I came to relax a bit. But I can't deny how surreal she looked, standing barefoot in the middle of the lake, in her spaghetti strapped dress that made me want to sink my canines where her neck and shoulders meet.
With her face to the sky and her features relaxed, she didn't look like she was waiting for someone to pounce on her like she always does.
Guilt makes my heart clench when the thought of my mate finds its way to my mind. Here I am, dreaming of touching someone else when I know perfectly well that I need to find my mate. when I know she's who I should think of. I don't know how to deal with this tug of war of my emotions. On one part I yearn to have Inanna and make her mine, whiles on the other hand, I desire my mate.
What baffles me about all this is that, I don't find anyone else attractive. Only her.
My erections are no longer painful - and I'm grateful for it although I don't know why- just intense when I'm around her.
I know Nebula is following me by the sound of her footsteps and the nauseating scent of arousal that taints the air.
I turn around to look at her when we enter the confines of my room. The intensity of my gaze makes her fidget on the spot. She looks in my eyes but not too long for my beast to consider it a challenge.
" Why did you leave me there like that...like trash...Like a w***e?" She asks. Her voice gives way to the pain she feels. The betrayal that laces her voice is palatable.
" I had no reason to stay, you got what you came there for didn't you, So why complain?" I ask, I keep my features calm and my eyes on her, trying to let her down slowly.
She clenches her hands by her side after hearing my words. I'm not sure if it's her tears she's trying to reign in or her anger. It could be both.
"Do I not appeal to you anymore?" She asks, her voice raising slowly and her face taking on a mask of anger.
I knew it wouldn't be easy breaking things off with her. It's not easy to let go of something you've had for years. She and I have been in this 'relationship' for 7 years.
It might not be much because of our life span, but it's still something.
I stopped sleeping with just anyone, a month before Nebula and I started whatever it is between us. That must have got her thinking that we may have been a thing.
" We both knew this thing between us was bound to come to an end one day." I say with an edge to my voice. As I told my arms on my chest and stand tall. She seems to be needing a reminder of who I am.
She huffs in disbelief. And shakes her head from side to side.
" Come to an end?" She exclaims, " how can a relationship between mates come to an end just like that?"
I raise my brows in question at what she just said.
"Are you that delusional? Who made you my mate anyway?" I say, my tone low with a promise of severe consequences if she dares repeat a word she just said. I really don't want to argue right now.
And I wouldn't be in pain of being on edge constantly with no way down.
I wouldn't feel so hollow, so restless at night. I wouldn't feeling the sickening sensation of jealousy each time I see a couple so happy, lost in their own world.
At 254 years I'm still without a mate, none of my brothers have searched as desperately as I have for my mate. I'm starting to think this is a silly joke Fate and the Goddess are playing on me.
Taking slow intimidating steps towards her, rage bubbles uncontrollable in me desperate for an escape, I know by now my eyes have bled black with no other colour to light it up, just like my life now.
" When did I ever say you were mine? Tell me, when did I claim you as mine?" I ask.
With quivering hands and her neck bowed in submission, she takes a step back. She moves back till her movements are blocked by the couch behind her.
The smell of fear leaks from her pores in waves with an underlining scent of anger.
I stand toe to toe with her, lower my head and whisper coldly to her.
" You are not mine, never were and never will be. Whatever we had between us... is over. I'm done with it."
I know she will not let go by the dark determination in her eyes. She might let it go now, but not for long.
I stand up straight, turn my back to her and in a Stern voice, I say " Leave"
" So you just used me?" her voice is eerily calm, and makes me very irritated. I'm trying very hard to keep myself from snapping but she's making it so damn difficult.
" No. I did not use you. We used each other. We both benefited from everything that happened between us, but unlike you I know when to let go" I say " now, leave!"
She silently walks past me and out of my room.
The one person I want, I don't get. Instead, all I get is a whinny, delusional female.
A smile creeps up on my face when an idea makes itself known in my mind, all thoughts of what just happened, gone. My eyes fall on the chair Inanna sits on when waiting for me to be done with my meal. I walk towards it and move it from its current place to the left of mine.
Who says I can't have what I want? I just need to take it slow with her because she seems like Fate has not dealt well with her.
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