A Cursed Wolf || Taehyung ff

Chapter 7.

Third-person's view

Taehyung sauntered towards Dia, boring an angry glare at her. It made her freeze on the spot. Without warning, the back of his hand came into harsh impact with her cheek, and Dia landed on the floor.

Did he...? Did her own mate just strike her?

"Get the fuck up, Dia!" he yelled, his tone angry and his gaze fixed on her.
Dia was shaking, tears pouring from her eyes. Even though she didn't respond, he fisted her hair and pulled her up. A cry of pain escaped her lips.

Taehyung looked her in the eyes as he seemed ready to strike her again, but something flashed in his eyes. He couldn't decipher what it was.

She just couldn't believe her own mate could strike her, and that too in the presence of the other woman, his lover. Deep waters gathered in Dia's eyes, her gaze connecting with Taehyung's. She could see nothing in those amber crystals of his.

Thea was quickly by his side. "Taehyung, did you see, she slapped me?" she said, crying, holding a hand to her cheek, and her eyes having a vicious glint.

"I warned you to stay out of Thea's way."
"That lover of yours slapped me first!" Dia was up on her feet. "Enough! Thea is to be respected in her castle." He silenced her, "Dia! To your chamber!" his dark glare absorbed her. "Now!"

She was dumbfounded in her position, tears cascading down her eyes, until Ria rushed to her side, taking her away.

Dia's heart ached worse than ever; it was bruised, and the pain in her skull intensified the most. She fell down on her bed in tears. She couldn't stop crying. Dia lay on her bed in tears for a few hours, like a teenager who had just gotten her heart broken. but it felt worse than that.

Her mate, her very mate, had hit her. That was the last thing she expected from Taehyung, but then he did it. Her emotions were all over the place, and she could barely think straight. She closed her eyes firmly, making her mind up. something she would have done long ago. A tear rolled down her eyes one last time as she decided to leave, to save herself before the strong feelings she had for her mate slowly consumed her.

Dia turned to Ria, who had just walked in with her dinner and some medicine for her constant headaches. Dia felt exhausted, physically and mentally. As soon as she was done with her meal and had taken the medicine, she fell again onto her bed, feeling weak and drowsy. It was probably the medicine at work. Dia heard Ria leave the room, shutting the door behind her.

Before Dia knew it, she had begun to fall asleep; her eyelids started giving way, and that's when she heard the sound of her door squeaking open and closing. She felt too weak to move or to even lift a finger.

Dia felt the covers on her shift lightly. Someone moved into the bed and wrapped an arm around her. Before she could think twice, she dozed off.

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Today was the moon goddess festival, only held every three auspicious years. An auspicious day indeed. And while everyone was busy preparing for the grand feast, Dia was rather busy plotting her escape.

Tonight, the goddess was going to grant her the gift of freedom. Freedom from a mate who does not want her.

Dia's hand fell on her left cheek, where her mate hit her with so much disdain. It didn't hurt so much anymore, but the scars that remained were unseen.

She had always dreamt and hoped to someday find her mate and in him be someone who would love and put her first, but Taehyung was rather the opposite of what she had in mind.