Fangs and Fur: The Alpha king's mate

Betrayed

I clench my jaw in anger.

Which causes him to smirk.

"Wipe that look off your face," I say, snapping angrily, the tears of frustration gone and replaced with anger.

He chuckled

"You look so cute when you're angry, but tread lightly, mate. Keep it up, and I'll put you over my lap." Sebastian says.

"No, you won't." I mean forcing the last bite of food down.

"Oh, but I will." He says this in response to my behavior.

I stare blankly at him.

I grabbed my empty plate and walked to the sink to wash it.

Not sparing him another thought.

I had to think logically about how I could outsmart him.

I knew that if I just looked at the whole picture, there had to be a weakness.

Tomorrow I'd start to paint over my artwork, which I spray painted. At least I wouldn't have to see his face all day, just a wall.

I knew he would be there, possibly even with guards.

I set my plate off the side and walked away from him, not wanting to be in his presence any more than necessary.

His touch alone made me feel butterflies that he didn't deserve.

Taking me from everything I knew. He was selfish, and I'm not sure I will ever forgive him.

Let alone marking me without permission and keeping me here against my will. Everything he did was too fucking much.

It's like he was trying to annoy me. That his wants are more important than my own.

"Adelaide," I hear him say.

"What?" I say, stopping in my tracks, not looking at him.

"I'd like to watch a movie with you, so stay down here." He demanded, grabbing my arm and leading me around like a dog on a leash.
I didn't see his face, but his tone told me there wasn't room for arguing.

"Whatever," I said, following him until we were in the living room.
The lights were off, and I still felt exhausted; my energy was practically depleting.

He turns on the movie, and I don't bother watching it. I close my eyes and lean against the couch.

I am trying my best to stay focused and awake.

He tossed a blanket over my body.

"Shh, rest. I'm here if you need anything." He tells me softly before kissing my forehead and turning his attention back to the movie that was playing.

I wake up quickly as I hear his doorbell ringing.

He was walking to it.

"Fuck it," I whisper to myself as I walk to the back door, open it and bolt out.

I didn't bother liking him behind me, nor did I care if he was there or not.

Now is my only chance.

I keep running until my mark starts to burn, and I stop in my tracks.

It has me huddled over in pain, and I cannot move.

After a few minutes of intense pain, I see Sebastian.

His face held anger.

"I was gone for literally less than 5 minutes, and you ran off." He says to me that he is agitated.
His eyes are golden. I know his wolf is in control now.

"You better come back inside the house, or so help me, Adelaide or the spanking you got earlier will feel like a walk in the park." He said it with venom on his tongue.

I find myself filling him up.

"What the hell did you do to me? My mark was burning." I ask him, still rubbing the throbbing area on my neck.

"I told you if you ran off, it would happen. You left without permission. I warned you." He says he is shaking his head at me as though mad at me.

I could give him two shits if he were mad at me.
I was mad at him no actually I was furious.

He opened the back door, shutting it behind him and locking it. Setting the alarm, he glares at me.

"Unless you want a sore ass, go sit back down on the couch before I change my mind and give you a sore ass, which you most definitely deserve." He snaps his eyes red.

I walk back to the couch, cover up with the blanket, and keep my eyes open. His statement fills my mind with a slight fear.

"Listen, I am trying my best here to be patient with you. You are making it so fucking difficult. Any other person, I would have snapped their neck, had they acted like you are." He says it through clenched teeth.

"Then do it," I say annoyed at him; his statement is rude and unnecessary on top of that, making me fear him.

Is that what he is trying to do?!

I thought mates were supposed to be kind and love one another.

He did the opposite.

"Don't ever say something like that again." He said it with golden eyes as he alpha-toned me.

"Whatever you say, Your Royal Highness," I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
I turned my body away from his and attempted to move further away from him.

He grabs my ankle, yanks me down, and pulls my ankle to him.
He leans down on my face. His face is inches away from mine.

He looks at my lips and comes back to me.

"What the hell?" I started off saying before I was cut off by his lips on mine.

I went to push his body off mine as sparks erupted from the contact.

Simply pinning my arms down with one of his own. He continues to kiss me before pulling away.

He looks at me again.

I felt my body betraying me as I melted into a puddle with his lips on mine.

He smirks, pulling away completely, and he keeps hold of my ankle as he begins to softly rub my legs as he hits play on the movie.

His touch is driving my mind mad.

I didn't want him to touch me; it made my mind and body weak.

I didn't feel like I could fight my body not to like his touch.

I already miss his lips on mine.

All I knew was that I had to leave soon before my body betrayed me completely.