Shattered Tears mxb

Chapter 15

Riley’s POV

I'm not his mate. Oh, what a turn of events. I’m nothing more than a replacement.

“I would say I’m sorry, ” for a second Mason sounded sympathetic, “But I’m not. Lauren is the only person I will ever love. Honestly, I only started sleeping with men to piss my father off beyond the grave.” He chuckled softly.

“So that's it?” I laugh. “You're just using me to get back at your dead father?”

I stop laughing to think about this entire situation. I’m his second mate somehow. I, Riley Davis, am the second mate of Mason Lock.

I’m still his mate, so that means he shares a bond with me that he can't with anyone else. He has to love me. He's the only one who can, so I have to be his mate. He's the only chance I have.

“Mason, your pack doesn’t know you’ve ever had a second mate. For all they know I’m the first mate for the Lock pack.” I tried to keep a confident facade on. “I won’t let you push me away. I will make you love me.” I smiled the most sincerely I could.

He smiled at me. It looked almost genuine but I would never know.

“My father used to say that as long as there was love there would be a slave and a master. ‘Don't ever be the slave, Mason’ he would say.” He was still smiling but more sinisterly.

I would be the slave if it meant I would be his mate. It didn’t matter that he didn’t love me as long as I was special. I am Riley Davis, the one and ONLY mate of Mason Lock. He can’t deny that. His first mate is dead so I’m the only one that can be special to him. I’m the only one that can have this effect on him. I give him sparks only a mate can. Lauren is dead. She can’t have him anymore. There’s only me now. He’s mine.

“If that's what you want to do, go for it. The pack knows you’re my mate, but remember I’m the Alpha. If you want to go around pretending to be a housewife, that's your decision. But don’t expect me to see you as anything more than a nuisance.” He huffed.

“Lauren is dead Mason, start fresh with me,” I whispered.

In an instant he had his arms wrapped around my neck. His grip was lethal. I was wheezing trying to supply oxygen to my arms. My body involuntarily clawed at his hands to try to get them to loosen.

“Don't you ever use your filthy mouth to say her name.” He sneered. I struggled against his hold, but my feet were dangling off the ground and white dots started clouding my vision. “She was my God. My everything. If I ever hear you say her name again I’ll make you lick her grave until it fucking sparkles, you hear me. I’ll fucking murder you, mate or not.” He let go of me. My body fell to the ground hard causing sharp pain to shoot up my shoulder.

I started coughing violently trying to inhale as much oxygen as possible. I could feel my body shaking as tears and snot ran down my face. Everything hurts.

“I'm sorry,” I mewled, “I just want you to like me.” I heard his steps approaching me, so I curled further into myself. His heavy shoe stepped on my face.

“Look at me,” he said. My eyes squeezed shut, refusing to open. “I said,” he stepped harder, “look at me.”

Pain radiated throughout my entire face. Hopefully, it won't bruise, I thought. My eyes slowly fluttered open and looked up at him from the awkward position on the floor.

His scowl smoothed out and I noticed a large bulge in his pants. “Hmm I quite like this look on you,” I blushed.

Am I finally going insane?

“I already agreed to be your loving mate in front of the pack. But…” his foot moved to step on the tent that formed in my pants. “My little slave has to share. You’re okay with that aren’t you, my love?” His voice was sickly sweet.

My breathing was still labored but my heart skipped a beat at the nickname. I didn’t want to share him but I’m still his mate. I was his priority. “Will I be your favorite?” It was a pathetic question, but I didn't have any dignity left.

He moved his foot and picked me up. I was now straddling his thick thighs as he grinded himself on my ass. He left light kisses up my neck, his grip tight on my hips. One of his hands cupped the back of my neck and slightly pulled on the hairs at the nape. His touch was scolding and it felt like he was choking me all over again.

He paused, clenching his jaw while looking at my lips. His calloused hand caressed my cheek. His thumb rubbed my bottom lip. He whispered a quiet ‘fuck it’ I almost didn’t hear it. I moaned when he finally kissed my lips. It was primal and rough with our teeth smashing together. Sparks went flying and I started rutting against his hard abs. His lips were impossibly soft and plump. I clung to his shoulders as his violent assault on my lips continued. This was it. I was special. He kissed me.

I whined when he pulled away. “Sure Riley, you’ll be my favorite. You're my mate after all.”

My brain rejected his taunting tone. To me, his words were honest and filled me with butterflies. After all, he broke his promise to not kiss anyone. It was his first kiss, after her. I’m the only one that will have him. I’m the only one that can kiss him.

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Unknown POV

“How is he coming along?” The distorted voice asked from the black computer screen.

“Magnificent,” I chuckled, “Mason might just get rid of him before we can have him,” I snorted. “That would be a problem.”

“Just make sure not to kill him like you did with the girl. It was hard enough to fool him into thinking she was his mate.”

Now that was fun.

“Don’t worry so much. We have the real thing now. It's only a matter of time. Plus he’ll never fall for this one considering he’s still caught up on his poor little Lauren.” I fake cried. “Though I have a secret,” I said coyly.

“What did my favorite little troublemaker do now?” They asked exasperatedly despite the voice filter.

“I didn’t get rid of the girl,” I rushed, “I knew he would find him so I kept her just in case. She’s a docile little thing now that we mushed up her brain. My perfect creation. I call her Puppet 6.0 considering the other ones died. Such useless things, these humans. They can’t even handle a little brain alteration.” I pouted.

“Good thinking. There are too many unknowns right now, so she might be just the weapon we need.”

“I agree. That little idiot’s life threads are vanishing slower than we anticipated. But what can we do, he is the Moon Goddesses favorite.”