The Alpha King's Rejected Mate ✅

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Nyx's pov       

          I hissed as the silver-laced whip came down against my back. I felt my skin slash open with a new wound when the whip came down again leaving an injury worse than the last.

"Should we do twenty-two?" His laugh was sinister as always sending chills up my spine, "Or twenty-two multiplied by two?" He brought the whip down again and this time I yelled in pain as I couldn't keep it in any longer.

The tears I had been fighting to hold stung harshly and rolled down my cheeks.

We are supposed to be mates! I bit back my words, why are you doing this?

And I couldn't ask this either fearing for what would come next, we have a child together for goodness sake! I didn't have enough courage to say this too.

"I wonder what the moon goddess was thinking when she made us mates!" He gritted as he bent to where I was hunched over on the floor.

He grabbed my head and made me face him, my own pained green eyes meeting his of grey that glinted with hate for me, "Weak mutt!" He spat.

"You should have just let me accept your rejection!" I spat and instantly regretted my action as a harsh blow landed on my face.

"You dare talk back at your Alpha?!" His voice was filled with rage, "Seems you have forgotten what put you in this position in the first place." He reminded me, "And why would I have let you accept my rejection?" His question was somewhat rhetorical, "I want you to feel every pain anytime I have sex with another person."

"I am sorry," I muttered weakly, memories of what had put me in this state, reeling in my head.

He had asked me earlier this morning to prepare an omelet and I had refused to, being fed up with my condition, stating that I wasn't his maid he had gotten angry as usual and vowed to punish me.

So, here I was observing my punishment, I had never had it this bad and I wondered what the rest of the day had In store for me and what my life had in store for me.

"You know I would have been nicer if you weren't some ugly, weak, cursed bitch!" He grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled my head back with so much force  I felt the strain in my scalp, "And that stupid wretched father of yours, you know why he gambled you away at such a young age?"

I kept mute as his horrid words cut through me like an actual knife.

"It's because you are nothing! A waste! Useless! A curse! You are worthless and I am hell-bent on giving you so much pain to remind you of how much of a letdown you are! You deserve only pain."

I whimpered at his words as more tears fell from my eyes. "And that stupid child of yours..."

She's our child, I so badly wanted to tell him, why are you this cruel?

"She's a waste just like you! Cursed and useless!" He said, "And you even have the guts to say that she's mine?" His grip on my hair tightened, "How do I know the little bitch is mine? Every unmated male has been between those useless legs of yours! Whore!"

I cringed at his words, the same words I heard ever since I birthed her.

"She's yours and you know it!" I retorted glaring at him, "I am no whore!"

His grip left my hair and traveled to my neck squeezing hard and restricting my airflow, my eyes bulged as I struggled to breathe.

"You can use that mouth of yours right?" He leered at me, his tongue peeking out to drag across his lips. My skin crawled with disgust and I felt claws coming out piercing my skin as the grip tightened. His wolf was out and I felt raw fear wash over me.