The Mate He Hates

Amanda’s POV

I couldn’t explain why I did what I did, but out of impulse, I acted, and I regretted nothing.

Bam! A slap landed on my cheek, sending a series of pains down my body, but I didn’t care; I was already getting used to it. The guard landed another one on me, sending me to the ground.

“Stop!” Alpha Edward commanded the guard, who wanted to land more hits. Feeling frustrated and tired, I looked at Alpha Edward’s face, and our glances interlocked. The anger in his eyes was evident, and I knew I was in deep trouble, but I couldn’t care less. What would he do to me that he hadn’t done before?

“Take her back to her cell,” he ordered, but that was not what I expected from him. Obeying his words, the guard yanked me up from the ground and dragged me away, not minding that I was badly injured.

I was thrown into my cell gate while the guard glared at me before leaving.

Sighing with discomfort, I slowly sat on the floor and rested my back on the wall. The pain from my wounded leg was tormenting, and I began sweating profusely, but that wasn’t my major concern. My major concern was Alpha Edward and what he would do to me. I knew I had dug my grave by spitting at him, and I just hoped he would kill me and set me free from this miserable life.

Seconds became minutes, and minutes turned into hours, but there was no reaction from Alpha Edward. No guard had come to pick me up for my punishment, and the thought of that got me worried. I knew something was wrong, but I couldn’t place it.

Night had come, and my cell was dim; I could barely see a thing. I slowly closed my eyes to get some rest, but suddenly, my gate opened, and two guards walked in and dragged me out.

I didn’t bother to struggle or question them; instead, I let them drag me. This time, they didn’t take me to his private chambers; instead, they took me to a room on the fifth floor and without knocking, they opened the door and dragged me in. Entering the room, I saw Alpha Edward seated on a couch with a glass of wine in his hand, but what piqued my curiosity was that he wasn’t the only one in the room, but four guards were also standing in a straight line.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

My eyes met Alpha Edward’s, and he glared at me.

“You have the guts to spit on me,” his tone sounded soft, but I could still feel the anger in his voice. He scoffed and sipped from the glass of whiskey in his hand, then looked at me. “I will give you a punishment you will never forget in your life and in the life to come,” he threatened, and a gulp formed in my throat.

I looked at the four guards and wondered what kind of punishment he would want to give me.

“Do you see these guards?” he asked, pointing at the four guards lined up. And I looked at them, recognizing one to be the guard who wanted to have sex with me and frame me.

“They will each have their way with you while I sit and watch.”

My eyes widened, and I looked back at Alpha Edward.

“Yes, you heard me right. Each will brutally fuck you while I sit and watch,” he declared, and my body went numb. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“Now, strip!” he ordered, and I shook my head in fear. Having him fuck me was one thing I could take, but having his guards, four different men, have their way with me was something I wouldn’t be able to bear.

“I will not repeat myself; strip!” he ordered, and I shook my head as tears trickled down my cheek.

“Please, no, please don’t. I can take any punishment. You can ask them to flog, hit, or even kill me, but not this. I won’t be able to live with this memory,” I pleaded with tears and saw him chuckle.

“That is exactly what I want. I told you, you will wish for death, but death will be so far from you. I want these men to have their way with you so that you will live with this tormenting memory for the rest of your miserable days on earth. Now, undress, or I will ask them to take you at once,” he threatened, and my whole body shook.

I looked at the four men, who all stared at me like prey; they seemed so ready to devour me. With panting breath and tear-soaked eyes, I looked back at Alpha Edward, whose eyes were glowing with anger as he awaited me to start undressing.

“Do you want us to do it our way?” one of the guards asked, and my breath seized. I could take any torture, but not this.

Out of impulse, I scanned the room, and my eyes fell on a knife placed on a fruit tray right before Alpha Edward. It seems he wants to have the fruit while he watches.

Without having a second thought about it, I rushed and picked up the knife from the tray, and before anyone could get to me, I stabbed myself right in the left part of my chest, making sure it went deep right through my heart.

“No!” he yelled and got up while I fell to the ground with a smile of pain.

He rushed to me and knelt beside me with an expression of fear in his eyes, which I couldn’t understand.

“Get the healer, contact the healer!” he yelled with panic, but all I did was smile bitterly as the pain striking my heart was increasing.

I could see the terror of fear in his eyes as he looked at me; obviously, he feared losing me to death; he knew death was a better option for me.

“How dare you!” he yelled with anger as he placed his hands on my bleeding chest to apply pressure.

I chuckled in pain and smiled at him. “You’ve lost.”