Chapter 2: A cruel revelation

SCARLETT

“Ouch!.”

And then he released my hair, making me face the bed, and then I felt his manhood inside my hole as he began to drill me, our flesh clapping together loudly as my mouth was opened wide, screaming in pleasure and lust. I have never had such a big cock all my entire life. That is one of the major reasons why I love him.

“Alpha John … mmmm …”

I screamed as I grabbed his balls tightly; he continued hitting me with a rhythm that made me feel the pain. It felt like he was on a mission to shift my womb and at the same time the sweetness all over my body.

This is what I face every five days in a week. I'm not complaining, ooo gods, the cock, jeez!. Moreover, I'm not in the position to do so. He had every right to my body as my Alpha since that's the only way I could keep him closer to me.

But this one was different; all back shots were very painful, but I loved it. Rough mating has always been my fantasy. He grabbed my a*s and continued as he took his belt from his bed and stuffed it in my mouth.

He gave me a lot of spanks on my butt again, and then I collapsed on the bed, tears running down my eyes as I slowly wiped them up with my bare hands.

I began to breathe heavily, with my eyes closed. Goddess, this was to me the most intensive sex I have ever had. I ran my eyes over my sexy alpha's body, who was putting on his pants.

“Fucking sweet lady,” he came closer to me and grabbed my hair and gave me a kiss.

“Did you enjoy it?” He asked with a stern face. I did enjoy it, but the truth was that my legs . I felt paralyzed on the bed, but then I smiled. I don't know what he would do to me if I said those things.

“Yes, my Alpha.”

I was about to kiss his hand, but he quickly pulled it away and stood up from the bed. A look of disgust was on his face.

My heart sank in hurt and embarrassment. I wonder when he will give me a smile and a peck on my forehead, telling me that he loves me. He has never said those words to me.

Sad, I stood up from the bed, about to pick up my dress from the floor before I heard those words I had been anticipating all along….

“I Alpha John Matthew, I reject you, Scarlett Hilary, as my mate and Luna, hereby severing any ties with you.”

Everything I was experiencing at the time abruptly stopped. I slowly raised my head as I tried to understand what he had just said.

My body protested as I lifted my weight onto the edge of the bed, and I let out a sharp wince.

What was he saying? Refusal?

In my chest, my heart sank like a stone. My eyes widened in shock as I looked up at him. As soon as he finished speaking, my legs began to tremble, making it impossible for me to even stand upright. My knees became weak.

"Alpa John... My voice trembled as I managed to whisper. "You heard me." His tone was harsh and abrasive as he abruptly interrupted.

I shook my head in shock and mustered the strength to straighten up.

I noticed the tight lines on his forehead and the way his jaw tightened as I looked up at him. He took it very seriously. But why?

Standing by the window, he grabbed his shirt off the bed and put it on. His shirt's material contrasted with the gentle light coming in as his back was turned against me.

"Please, don't do this! After all we have shared? Without you, I can't survive! With tears streaming down my cheeks, I begged, my voice faltering.

My body shook as I locked my gaze onto him.

With a smirk curling at the corners of his lips, he responded, "Well, that's for you to figure out." His indifference was more profound than words as he turned slightly away and adjusted his wristwatch. He seemed indifferent to my emotions or the impact of his rejection.

Everything around me began to fade, the world blurring. I was suffocating in the well-ventilated room myself, fingers digging into my sides as if to hold together the piece of my breaking heart.

“No…No… “I’m not going to accept your rejection,” I pleaded, desperation filling my voice, which came out barely above a whisper. I took a step towards him as I searched his face for any sign of softness. “You have to tell me what this is all about. What did I do? What happened? Why all of a sudden?”

John hissed as he passed his temples, like I was talking trash and he wanted me to shut up at that moment.

“You and I know for a fact that I never loved you, and I mercifully accepted to remain your mate out of pity, because of my dad, Alpa Edward, who made this relationship work.Or else I would have rejected you that very day.”

Every single word he uttered hit me like a slap. My heart raced, and I felt the color drain from my face.

I staggered back slightly, disbelief etched across my features.

I couldn't fathom that his father was behind this. Memories flooded my mind—Alpha Edward, with his warm smile and kind eyes, always treating me with sympathy, never once judged my status. He was the only one genuinely happy when he learned his son had a mate and didn't care if I was a slave.

The contrast between the kindness I'd received from him and John’s cold words felt like a cruel betrayal.

So the only reason he accepted to be my mate was because his father made him accept me? Nothing else?.

My lips parted in shock, but no words came out. I felt my breath hitch in my throat, a lump forming as I fought back tears.

“The divorce papers will be ready between now and tomorrow, and you can continue living in the slave quarters since that's where you belong anyway.” So don't worry, I won't throw you out of the pack.”

His cold words sliced through the air and wrapped around me, freezing me. I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest, as I searched his face for any hint of compassion.

But he avoided my gaze, focused instead on a distant point, as if the pain in my eyes didn't exist. My hands trembled at my sides, and I felt a knot tighten in my throat, threatening to choke me.

“A divorce? What?” I repeated his words. He couldn't be serious, could he? As he turned to leave, panic surged within me. I dropped to my knees, grasping his leg tightly, my fingers trembling as fresh tears streamed down my cheeks.

“I love you, I love you so much, Alpha John! Please…please, I beg you!” My voice cracked.“We can make this relationship work somehow; I promise to be a good wife.” “Get your hands off me!” he growled, his voice thunderous and cold. The force of his words made me flinch, and I instinctively recoiled, releasing his leg.

My shoulders slumped, and I lowered my gaze, my face burning with shame.

“Isn't it obvious that I'm in love with someone else? Huh?” The words hit me like a punch, and I watched in disbelief as he dropped the bombshell.

He shook his head in frustration, his jaw tightening as he stormed out of the room.

What does he mean by that? In love with someone else? How? Who was it?

I couldn't believe my ears. There's no way that could be true, right?

I slowly brought my shaky hands to my face, wiping away the tears that streamed down my cheeks.

I fought against the urge to sob, knowing that the pain was just beginning to settle in.

Sniffling, I stood up and took a hesitant step forward. I couldn't comprehend how life had spiraled so drastically. Did he truly think I wasn't sure enough for him? I had given him everything I could offer—cooked for him, cleaned for him, and devoted myself to him in every way I could.

What else was I supposed to do again?

He had to tell me. I would do anythi

ng to be enough for him.

I couldn't let him go for another girl; the idea was unbearable for me.

Men!!!