The Rejection

Chapter 12

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Lyle POV

I look at my father and he gives me a cold stare as we enter my office.

"You need to treat your mate better," he scolds harshly.

"What do you mean Father?" I ask. Surely he doesn't know that the bitch deserved it. He raises a brow.

"You think I didn't notice the bruise on her neck? The thing is damned near purple!" He exclaims. I glare at him.

"How I treat my mate is none of your concern. Sometimes a bitch needs to be broken into submission," I spit the words at him. He growls.

"Do I treat your mother that way? Have I ever treated your mother that way? No I have not. Simply because our mates deserve to be spoiled and loved. Not to be abused into silence," my father sneers.

"That isn't me father! I never wanted a mate. The first or second time! They make a man weak! A man loses all dignity and pride once he finds a mate. She sucks the life out of him and his hormones make him say he's happy. It's disgusting and I want no part of it!" I yell. "Look at Xavier! He's dead! Your Beta is dead because of his mate! She got him so wrapped around her finger that he sacrificed himself for her! He was made weak by her!" 

"Don't talk about Xavier like that young man! He took care ofyou when I went on business trips. He helped raise you!" My father yells back.

"And I watched him die when I was ten because of his whore!" I retort. There's a knock on my office door. "What is it?" Wendy walks in.

"Master, dinner is ready. The ladies are already downstairs and waiting," she says and walks out. 

"We'll talk more about this later," my father says and we head to the dinning room.

Carrie POV

I can feel my mate's anger as he walks into the room. His father walking behind him. They both have a matching sour look on their face and I almost giggle. Lyle sits next to me at the table while Caroline an Julian sit on either end of the table.

The staff come out and serve our plates. We are being served a large chicken breast topped with cheese with salad and wine. As we eat Caroline speaks up.

"So, Carrie, are you enjoying your stay here?" She asks. I nod.

"Very much so. I've never seen or lived in such an enchanting home before. Ever since I was little I wanted to be a princess and well now I am," I say with a smile. It is kind of an exageration but I don't want Lyle mad at me later.

"Do you know when you want to meet the pack?" Julian asks. I look over to him.

"Whenever you see fit. I know that things have been stressful there lately. Or at least I am guessing they are since Lyle is always so stressed and worried," I say. Julian nods.

"It's pretty stressful right now because of he fact that Lyle will be Alpha in a week. I'm ready to retire and give him the position. I think we will go visit the pack tomorrow," Julian says. I smile. "Oh and that reminds me. Carrie we'll have your ceremony for becoming Luna two days after Lyle becomes Alpha." I get excited.

"Thank you. I'm going to be the best Una I can be to this pack. I want to  make you all proud to have me a part of our family," I say. Caroline laughs.

"Oh, honey, we already are proud to have you.  Takes a special woman to handle Lyle and his attitude," she says. I giggle. 

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I head back to my room and go to change. Shit. All of my pajamas are sexy and his parents are here. Damn Lyle. There's a knock on my door.

"Come in!" I call. Julian enters my room as I sift through my closet.

"I hope it isnt a bad time,"  he says. I look at him over my shoulder and give him a smile.

"Not at all. Just trying to find something appropriate to wear is all. Lyle bought me clothes and none of them are suitable to walk around in, in your pressence," I say with a huff of frustration. Julian walks over and examines my closet.

"You're absolutely right. These aren't appropriate clothes at all. Is this all my son sees you as?" Julian asks. I look at the floor. "Oh, Carrie." I sniffle.

"We've only had sex once. And it really wasn't even sex. He forced me to do it," I admit. I look at Julian and his face is filled with anger.

"I'll let you borrow a pair of my wife's pajamas. I'm going to talk to Lyle after," he says, leaving the room. In a few minutes he comes back with a  pair of pink silk pajama pants and a pink silk tank top. I thank him and he leaves again. I change into the comfy pajamas and smile. It's nice not to be so exposed.

I hear yelling and a door slam. I crawl into bed and lie down. I pull the covers up to my shoulder. As I'm about to fall asleep Lyle busts into my room.

"Get up," he growls. I do so. "Come here." I walk over and stand in front of him. He slaps me with the back of his hand. "Don't you ever tell my parents what I do to you. Again. That's between us. You hear me whore?" 

"Yes, Alpha," I say. He slaps me again.

"Get back in bed. You'll be punished in the morning princess," he says. I do so and he slids in behind me.