The Alpha’s Substitute Mate

Isabella

“Move to that dresser and give me your back,” he commanded without any form of emotion.

I moved to the dresser with my eyes facing the mirror. He shoved me forward into the dresser and ripped my panties off.

While it might sound hot to you when you hear it but in reality it hurts. The fabric stings into your skin and bruises you, before the seams give way and it tears.

I felt my heartbeat increase with every second that passed by. I knew it was now or ever, and I just have to accept the truth that this is my life now.

I saw his view from the mirror, he unzipped his pants and did not even bother to undress. Since I was facing the mirror, I could see everything that he was doing. I saw his huge erection and I became scared, I knew it was going to hurt.

His face was twisted up in some mix of rage and disgust, and it was no longer handsome and there was no atom of love in them. He met my eyes in the mirror and there was nothing there but pure hatred.

And then he slammed into me, tearing right through my virginity without any feeling or remorse. I quickly closed my eyes and cried out in pain but he didn’t care instead my cry made him worse.

He adjusted his knees and pulled back out and began to push in.

I sucked in a startled breath as his short thrust became more painful and I held my breath waiting for it to happen.

Breathing hard he held my hips and pulled back and then pushed forward with one long and hard thrust drifting out inside of me. I cried out in agonized pain, gritting my teeth so much and my jaw went numb.

He stilled out completely as I let out a tear-filled whimper. I couldn’t control myself anymore. It hurt more than I had expected. It hurt so much.

He pulled back and plunged into me again fiercely. I swirled my head and closed my eyes and screamed, twisting my trembling body away from his brutal possession but his strong hands caged me.

With every rough shove of his penis, he pushed me hard into the dresser, and I focused on my white-knuckled hands trying to hold myself up so that I wouldn’t actually hit my head into the mirror.

Only my pained cries could be heard in the luxury room. None of his, not even a grunt from him.

He took me fiercely like an animal, there was nothing romantic about it. It was rough, painful, furious, and fast. The fierce thrust continued till he stiffened, groaned, and cum.

For a few moments, he leaned into me breathing heavily.

And I waited, holding my breath

Waiting for what? A declaration of love or what??

We are mates and we just mated but can I actually call whatever thing that just happened “Mating”

Hell no!!!

He pulled out and zipped up his pants and yanked open his bedroom door, and grabbed me by the arm, and just like that he pushed me out into the hallway. I was stark naked and this time I had nothing to grab onto so I went flopping.

He looked down regarding me with icy stares full of disgust

” You will never share my room or my bed you ugly bitch,” he closed the door with a loud bang and even turned on the lock.

His cold words pierced me deeply where it hurts the most. His hatred and anger for me couldn’t be hidden. I didn’t know when my eyes gathered with tears and they rolled carelessly from my eyes.

He hated me!

My mate hated me!

I brought my hands to my face wiping the tears and tried comforting myself

Don’t cry, Isabella! Don’t you dare cry! He doesn’t deserve your tears!NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

I crawled to one of the pillars and used it as a support to pull myself up to my feet. I could feel the sticky liquid of my blood and his semen gushing through my thighs. I started going back to the elevator, all I want at the moment is to be in the comfort of my room and cry to my heart’s content.

Only to realize that I was naked, the last thing I want is for someone to see me in this state. I went back and started trying to see if any of the doors were open. And one of the doors opened easily under my hand and relief flooded through me.

I was shocked and wasn’t expecting it to open since the floor belongs to the Alpha. I went inside the room and noticed that the room seemed to be a sleepover room for guests and the way it looked it seemed like no one had been inside it for ages.

I grabbed the sheets off the bed and wrapped myself before gently locking the room and using the elevator down to my room. Luckily for me, I stepped out of the elevator and there was nobody there, I said a silent prayer and sneaked inside my room.

I got inside and locked the door and stumbled to the lavatory. I took off the sheet and noticed that it was already stained with my blood and sweat. I felt hot tears sting my eyes, what kind of horrible situation have I subjected myself to?

I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and cringed. My makeup was smeared and running from the tears in my eyes. And there were red marks imprinted on my face which was a result of the slap my mate gave me.

And there were bruises across my midsection and fingerprints on my arms and wrists and my body was filled with bruises.

But the bruises I saw in the mirror was nothing compared to the hurt in my soul.

” I hate you Dad, you pushed me into this hell”

” I hate you, Arden Vinci, for stealing my virginity and discarding me as if I was a piece of rag.”

But I hate myself more for my weakness, for submitting to the attraction of the mate bond.

I hate myself more for thinking he would cherish me once he finds out I was a virgin.

But I was stupid to think that the ruthless Arden would ever change.