Betrayed By Fate

"That smile of yours is haunting me"

I love this soundtrack so much <3
[Edit] *gives tissue* you will need it.
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He stalked to me his steps laced with anger, he was venom. It's not very suprising that he's angry, disrespecting a Beta isn't the smartest thing to do, mate or not he doesn't like disrespect. If he's the Alpha king's Beta no wonder he's known for being cold, and fearless.

Even between the prisoners were the stories about the coldhearted king and his Beta known.

His steps stopped, standing in front of me his tall and broad frame hovering over my small one, I see his chest rising and falling breathing heavily showing his anger, my head hangs low, my messy hair covering most of my bruised face.

He grabed me by my neck forcefully slamming me on the wall, his painful grib not leaving my neck, it didn't really hurt that much, I had worse. coliding with the wall forced all the air out my lungs, forcing me to cough. His cold blue eyes pierced into my dull ones. He searched for fear, sadness, anger. He expected me to be scared or angry. Angry about the rejection or scared of my current situation, he couldn't find any of them, my face was blank, emotionless. My eyes locked with his .

I closed my eyes thinking....

I provoked him on purpose.

I never thought I would ever get out of that hell hole, finding my mate was just a dream, I didn't want to die I still don't, I wanted to meet my mate, be with him even if he will propably reject me, what he indeed did like I thought. Still if I ever die, I wanted to die by the hands of my mate. I know It's selfish and cruel of me. If my mate kills me and ends my suffering even after I die he will remember me, he won't forget me. That is what I want, I don't want to be forgotten, I don't fear death that fear died alonge with myself in that "room", I can die at peace knowing I died meaning something to someone even if it's just being a "mate" to someone, showing that I existed .

I opened my eyes again looking once more into the ice blue eyes of my mate, my lips slowly curved into a genuine smile, my arms hanging limp not bothering to free myself from his grib, his fingers tighten around my throat, a little taken back by my smile but covering it up with more anger he leans closer to my ear whispring.

"Any last words mate ?" he spat the word mate out like it was dirt.

I chuckled.

Not a humorless one.

No.

An honest one, I found it amusing how he put so much hate in his words.

I laugh at the irony, I'm going to get killed by the one who is supposed to love and treasure me.

I've chosen this.

I leaned to his ear, tears started to drip slowly down my cheeks, tears I didn't even know I possessed, I thought that they dried up long ago. Why am I crying? Is it the fact that I won't see my mate ever again ? Or the relief of knowing that it all will end soon?

My lips are almost touching his ear, my breath brushing his skin, he stiffens.

"Thank you" I whisper in a hoarse voice from the lack of oxygen.

For meeting me, for letting my wish come true, for being my mate.

I lean my head back against the wall for support my eyes locking with his another time.

Shock, sadness, anger, and regret reflecting in his eyes, his warm blue eyes that no longer held coldness in them but deep regret.

A numb feeling crept into my body illuminating me, coldness and tirdness coming over me, my eyes closed and I embraced the darkness that wrapped around me leaving my body limp in his hand.

Before I drifed away I mouthed him my last words.

"Good bye"