Alice's POV
I woke up with my head reeling. Sitting up I see I'm in a new room, not mine. Wait. Everything from the last month slowly returned to me. I had been me but not for a long time and most of the memories were terrible. Suddenly a wave of pleasant memories washed over me. This.... WAS my room. Now anyway. He had given it to me. HIM. The more of my memories that came back the easier it was to understand what had happened. I had broken and it was all his fault. He never even bothered with me and now I was his mate? Yeah fucking right. That asshole is the reason I was in so much pain it drove me INSANE. Fuck him. I was hungry, and no wonder since I hadn't eaten before passing out at the table. I check my phone and see that it is actually the next day. I head to the kitchen to get some food. Once I enter I greet Patty, "Morning". She drops the plate of food she's holding and it shatters on the floor. Ignoring her reaction I grab a plate and help myself to a large plate of bacon and some toast. I sit down at the counter and start to take a bite when Patty comes to her senses, "You have to eat in the dinning room." she firmly tells me. "I'll do what I want." I counter her. She grabs my plate and another before walking through the door to the dinning room. Dang, HE will be out there and I don't even want to look at him. When Patty comes back through I hear the dogs whining, begging for food and decide the dinning room won't be so bad after all. I walk through the door and watch the king as he stops eating and just stares at me. I walk over to my place and grab my plate before moving down the table to the other end where I sit my plate down and sit. "Come back and sit with us." his sister calls down to me. "Why the fuck would I want to do that?" I challenge. I see them both stiffen at my comment. The dogs find their way over to me and I slip them some bacon while I quickly finish my food and get up to go back to my room. The king doesn't move to continue eating and just watches me as I leave with a sad look in his eyes. I go into my room and grab my new Xbox controller, ready to kill some simulated people. I play for hours, with each new kill making me feel a little bit better. I don't bother going down for lunch and around supper time I hear a knock on my door. HE comes in and I try my best not to stare at him too much. Every time I look at him I can feel my anger softening, and I'm not ready to forgive him. What he did.... it was unforgivable. I narrow my eyes at him as he just stares at me. Finally he says something, "Will you please come down for dinner, you shouldn't miss meals." I can feel my heart melt as it hears his concern but I quickly remind myself how little concern for me he had when he sold my virginity to some stranger or when he ties me to a wall and fucked another woman right in front of me. "Fine, any other demands? Maybe you want to pick what I wear too?" I growl at him a little more harshly than I had intended. I felt my heart twinge when he flinched at my words. I wonder if there is a way to break this stupid mate bond so I could comfortably hate him without worrying about how that made him feel. I stomped past him and went down to the dinning room. I stopped dead when I saw that every other chair besides his and mine as gone and all the other places on the table were overflowing with flowers. I felt him walk up behind me so I growled out "Trying to buy me with flowers I see." before going over to my only choice of seat. Glancing down the table I notice that all of the flowers are ones I painted the other day when I was making some decorations for my room. I felt my heart melt but I told it to smarten up. When Patty came through the doors I saw she had a tray rather than just our two plates. She set down a sizzling skillet and all kinds of taco toppings. He sat down with a smug smile on his face, pleased with his handiwork. I ate quietly and quickly. He seemed more interested in me than his food and I never once felt his eyes off of me. Before I could get up to leave Patty came out with desserts for us. I stayed and ate it too. Then I got up to leave, and he got up too. I quickly headed off to my room, aware of him following me. When I walked through my door I turned to close the door only to find him standing in the way. He reached out to cup my face and I took a step back. Hurt flashed across his face for a few seconds. "can I join you this evening?" He asked me. My eyes widen as my mind drifts right to the bed and I see his eyes also drift over to it. He hadn't forced himself on me before but our bond had been weaker then. I could feel it pulling us together and I was worried that now that it was stronger he might not have as much restraint. He took a large step closer to me and loomed over me when I didn't respond. I felt the air between us crackle. I quickly made up my mind, kneed him between the legs as hard as I could and took off running. On my way through the front door I grabbed his car keys and outside I made it to the car without anyone trying to stop me. I got in and buckled and then slammed my foot on the gas. Mate or not I knew one thing, I was NOT sleeping with ANYONE ever again. Every painful memory swept through my mind as I thought about it. Sex fucking hurt and he clearly didn't care about me if his past actions told me anything. As I got further away I felt a slight tugging sensation and everything started to go a little numb. I didn't lose my memories and a quick glace in the mirror told me my eyes were still blue but everything felt much more surreal. I think this must be what a panic attack feels like. I drive at full speed until the car runs out of gas, and then I get out and start to run.
