Mated To a God ✔️

/////Mind over matter/////

Alexander's POV
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I don't feel bad.

In fact, I don't feel at all, not anymore. I use to, I use to feel everything. But now I just don't care. I cant care, it gets in the way. Feelings get in my way every time I try to do something.

So I don't feel bad for maze, not one bit. I don't feel bad for using Marcel or anyone else in this plan. Because in the end it wont matter, no one will matter. The world will keep spinning, just without a few people. With out a few evil people. So it wont matter.

Using Marcel wasn't apart of any of my plans, but he came into play years ago. Incorporating him was essential as soon as I got word of him. He was young and powerful. He just had no idea of his potential to help people.

I was the one who helped him grow, he was a low warlock who came from a line of powerful people, sadly for him his family had been wiped off this earth when he was young, and no one had bothered to help him with his magic. It was something he harnessed yet had no idea how to use it.

I was the one who got people to teach him, I got close to him and once he unlocked everything he could, he was useful. Essential to my plans. It wasn't in the plan for him to fall in love me, because I do not love him at all. But it all plays out perfectly seeing as he is like an obideaant dog in my lap, eating out of my hand and following every command.

I don;t feel bad for playin with him, with his feelings because it is necessary. He loves me and he thinks I love him, and that's fine. I'll play the part if it keeps him here in my lap, I'll play the loving boyfriend who says we are in this together. I'll give him what he needs and wants, emotionally and physically.

Because He listens to my every command and I need that. He really is just another submissive person who bow downs to me. And watching him fall asleep on my chest peacefully makes me feel nothing.

Looking at him as he sleeps, my eyes wander the bite barks all around him, his chest, his torso and legs, even parts of his arms have been used by me.

He gives me everything I need from him without even thinking about it. I don;t need blood to survive, I'm still living, I'm still a werewolf, but it's nice to get some from him, especially because he just gives it to me no matter what I do.

I don't feel for Marcel. I don't feel for the boy next to me, who is just so locked under some spell he'll do anything, even die with me. This boy would go against his pack, his friends, even people who consider him family, to be with me. He would die after doing terrible things for me, because he thinks he can't live without me.

But then again, after this Xander will surly kill him in some of the worst ways possible and I am sure other gods will have their way with him for hurting Maze, the baby goddess whom everyone loves. Even if he decides to not kill himself, he'll still die in a matter of weeks.

And those weeks will kill him if I am not there with him, and the sooner I can finish the plans and get back to my love, my mate, the better.

I should feel something for the boy next to me in my bed, but I don't. And I refuse to.

But I know, I am awful. I know everything thing I do is a bad things but sometimes that is just needed in life. You have to have bad to have some good, and I will be saving the world from a bad person and giving them new hope, even if most of the world doesn't know it.

I am a bad person.

And that's final.

But it wont ever stop me, not when I am so close. Now I only rekey on the gods and Xander to carry through with the rest. And then everything will fall in place. Like it should.