I walked to the bathroom to get freshened up after a restless night of tossing and turning on the bed. A throbbing pain hit me like a train and I clutched my head, falling to the ground on my knees. The pain clouded my vision making it hard for me to breath. Fuck. I can't handle this now. Not here.
Stop it! I yelled at Raima but she was too busy fighting.
I looked around with my hazy sight, feeling the inner fight inside of me drain all my energy away. The pain was getting intense as she continued her dominance with it.
Hayden!
What happened? His panicked and loud voice caused it to increase more. Even before I could tell him that it was happening, I lost my consciousness but the throbbing never stopped. It never stopped, always came back haunting me. It was fucking stupid of me to think that it will ever stop even after 8 years of complete agony and torture.
"Athena, wake up." Someone slowly shook me and the decreased pain started again.
"Stop." I opened my eyes and saw water surrounding me in the bath tub and I was in my underwear only with Hayden on the floor. He helped me sit up.
"How is it?" He asked placing his hand on my forehead.
"Better than before." I sighed as my whole body ached from the stress and torture it had to go through.
"You are still burning up. You can't keep on doing like that. It's going to destroy you and I won't always be here with you." He stated carrying me out of the tub and placed me beside the sink. My head spinned from the movement and I still couldn't keep my eyes open. They were drooping.
He returned with some clothes that I barely paid attention to. I need this to end. He pulled my strap as I stiffened placing my head on the mirror, the cool sensation helping me. I didn't even notice that I was breathing heavily until Hayden told me.
"It's done." He dried my hair before taking me back to the room. Just as I felt the soft bed under me, I was out again.
I woke up again this time feeling a bit better. It was dark outside and I had wasted the whole day behind this fucking mess. The door opened and Hayden walked in with a tray on his hand.
"Eat this. We are leaving tonight." He said and I felt myself frowning.
"No we are not. I am not going away until I am done with the works of Brandon's pack." I stubbornly states and watched as he glared at me.
"Do you even fucking care about yourself!?" He yelled punching the wall leaving a dent and his knuckles bloody. He paced around the room and I put the tray on the night table and walked up to him. Carefully taking his hand, I took him to the bathroom and found the first aid box, cleaning the wound and bandaged it.
I looked at him as he looked back at me before sighing. He hugged me tightly but not too tight to hurt me. I closed my eyes sinking into the warmth he provided.
"You are so stubborn." He mumbled into my hair and I found myself imagining his angry but defeated expression.
"Do you have it?" I asked breaking the hug and he took out a small bottle filled with a disgusting medicine and I drank it all down. No matter how hard I try to act. This act would always break in front of him. Cause nobody knew me like he did. I forgot it but he still remembered.
"What did you tell the King?" I suddenly became alert.
"Just that you are sick with a killer headache due to all the work pressure."
I passed the night sleeping like a baby and the next morning I was refreshed. After eating breakfast and Xason completing his works, we were now in a car to see the pack. He was driving while I sat in the passenger seat. The air was full of tension and I was getting so fucking aroused with him holding the steering wheel with one hand while the other rested on the open window sill and Ray Bans on.
What else could a girl fucking ask for ?
His tight white tshirt showed a flower tattoo on his right upper arm and some blue jeans. We didn't talk that much without the work formalities Nor the mates thing was discussed. I wasn't fucking sure whether I wanted him or not. I would spend a night with him but about the whole mate bond and stuff. I didn't want that. I had to look over the matter that he was both my mate and enemy. There was no surety of where this would end. Hopefully, it wont ruin me like it did the last time.
"We are here." His raspy voice interrupted my thoughts as we got out of the car to see a not so good pack house. It wasn't big considering the pack was small. Probably about 500 members. The place looked ok but it definitely needed changes. The people were friendly though they were too intimidated about an alpha and the mighty King visiting their pack and god knows what will fücking happen.
"Charles, this is Alpha Athena and this is Charles, my gamma." He introduced us and i had to admit that fact that he was very attractive with chocolate brown hair and deep green eyes. We shook hands as he showed us the pack and how it had been going on since Brandon's rule.
"I would like a paper printed for me with all the rules, regulations, fighting facts and all the information about the pack." I stated as we started off for his pack.
"Very well. The paper would be given to you as soon as possible." He replied taking a left turn as the muscles in his biceps flexed.
"I want the paper to be done within a few hours as I will be leaving tonight." I demanded in my usual tone and suddenly the car halted to a break. Within a few seconds I was pinned against the window, he was holding onto my hair tightly, pulling it back. His eyes were dark and mysterious as the night but still absolutely entrancing. I struggled trying to get rid of his hold on my hair rather he twisted both my hands behind my back. I was breathing heavily not because I was held captive but of the images that were running through my mind like a horse.
"You don't fucking go around ordering me! I am your King." He gritted out through his clenched teeth, his voice low and dangerous. I felt the anger bubbling up inside of me.
"I am not your puppet who will fucking agree with whatever you say. Who the fuck do you think you are?!" I yelled. His hold on my hand tightened twisting it painfully but I wasn't going to give up. Not to him. Not to a person who was related with rouges. Not to the person who was related with this condition of mine today.
"I am your mate." I let out a laugh.
"To hell with you. I don't give a fuck about you being my mate."
He roared punching the glass behind me as it broke into pieces nearly missing me but a piece had pierced into my back and the pain increased when he aggressively shoved me back on the seat before driving on full speed like a maniac. I slipped my hand under my tshirt struggling to find the piece until I successfully pulled it out before throwing it out of the broken glass window. It hurt like hell as the skin had already started healing, piercing it more deeply.
Let me out.
Not now.
I battled with Raima to keep control. I was angry. Livid. Nobody fucking orders me like that. When we finally reached I was out of the car within seconds striding to the mansion up to the room I was staying in and packed the few stuffs I had.
Hayden, we are leaving.
Why?
Do i consider myself answerable to you?
No, Alpha.
It was already 10. The day had went by fast and to be honest I was fucking tired. Dinner was served and I avoided him like plague. After eating, we were ready to go.
"It was a pleasure to stay at your pack, King." I extended my hand and he firmly shook it as a shock ran through my whole body.
"Here are the papers you asked for." I took the paper to see him looking at me with his eyes void of any emotions. Completely empty as usual.
"Thank you. I will be taking your leave." With that I turned around never looking back but I could feel his hard stare on me. A pressure was lifted off my shoulder as the car drove away.
Away from one of my biggest problem.
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Yo my amigos. How are ya guys doing? To be honest this was a pretty shitty chapter. I was having a writer's block and it took me almost three weeks to complete it. And I have decided to call Xason as Alpha Xason always. Cause Alpha Xason then King might get confusing. Also if you have any problem about not being able to understand anything. Comment or PM me. N though he is the king of rouges. There ain't going to be any Royal stuffs. Its a modern day story. We should leave all the rules of royalty in the past. Btw it's just my thoughts I got no problems with people writing about royalty cause everyone has their own choices.
Ques: what do you think Athena means by her biggest problem? Is she referring to him or something else? What do you think this 'it' is?
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