Wretched Alpha

Misunderstood

-----------------------------------Angelo's POV-----------------------------

What was I doing wrong? I was trying to be civil so I could garner my mate's affection, however it seemed to be doing the opposite. I couldn't present her with a choice, because she would complain that neither option was fair. I couldn't show her the truth about her lover, because that made me cruel and unkind. I couldn't raise my voice, because then I was a monster.

I slammed my fist on the table, doing everything in my power to keep myself calm. Cruel and unkind? A monster? If I wanted to be cruel, her little lover would have been executed, and she would've been marked without consent. I was being quite understanding, if I do say so myself. 

Was it so wrong that I wanted to mark my mate? If I left her here, unmarked and under the watch of my Beta Heir, I already knew what was going to happen. If it happened, I at least wanted to know so I could rip that mongrel's throat out. 

I knew, the second he had stepped into my office yesterday, that I would soon meet my mate. I wanted to rip the shirt off of his back as soon as I had a whiff of the scent that lingered on him, it was maddening. The scent of blooming rosebuds was undeniably that of my mate's, nothing had ever made me feel so erratic before. 

He was spineless, the coward wasted no time in bringing her to me. I didn't even have to use my Alpha voice on him, nor did I threaten him. All I did was grab him by the shoulder's and tell him to bring me my mate. He understood perfectly what was happening, and ran before I could even elaborate. Luckily for me, he had interpreted the situation correctly and brought her to me. Amaris, my beautiful little rosebud. 

I thought it was strange that he did not interact with his mate, despite them both obviously feeling the mate pull. I could only assume that realizing his lover was mated to an Alpha gave him the perfect opportunity to cut ties with his current little girlfriend. I was disgusted by his attempt to argue this after dinner and lost my temper, ruining the chances of bringing Amaris to bed with me that night.

I didn't care much for her decision to sleep in a vacant bedroom. I kept an eye on her throughout the night, memorizing every cute little feature on her face until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. She was beautiful, albeit a bit dramatic. Well.. very dramatic. I couldn't help but wonder if this was her first breakup, with how much crying she'd done. 

Then I realized, Austin wasn't the only reason she was crying. It was also because her mate was me, of all people. Any other woman would've thrown themselves at the opportunity to be Luna, however this girl treated me as though I were the plague. I had never met her before, so it wasn't as though I'd done something to her to deserve this treatment. 

Was this a political stance she'd taken? If she didn't agree with the way I was running the pack, she could make changes as Luna, though that seemed to be completely off the table for her. I feared even if she got over her feelings for Austin, she would never even consider a relationship with me. 

What was one to do in a situation like this? An iron fist would do nothing more than push her even further away, but I was not about to lay down and let her walk all over me. What to do, what to do...

Then it hit me. Raye, a very good acquaintance of mine, would be at the meeting. He had not yet found his mate, but he was a very popular bachelor in his pack. Wooing women was like a sport to him, and I never thought I would have to ask him for this sort of advice. His Beta was extremely capable, so I knew his pack would not turn to ash if he spent a few days assisting me with my issue. 

Right now, the situation with my mate took top priority over any other matters. If anyone could determine the best course of action, it would be Raye. 

For now, I would have to comply with my mate's wish to remain unmarked.

She truly didn't know how spoiled she was.