The Mate He Hates

Amanda’s POV

I jerked out of my sleep as a strange hand touched me. Curious about who it was, I opened my eyes and saw a lady in her mid-thirties smiling at me.

“You are awake,” she said with a friendly smile, and my brow ceased.

“Who are you?” I asked, not believing she was real; maybe this was also a dream.

“I’m a healer. I was sent to heal you by Alpha Edward,” she smiled.

“Alpha Edward?” I asked, and she nodded.

“Why would he do that?” I murmured to myself and slowly sat on the floor. I looked at my skin and realized the red dots were gone, and even the pain and discomfort I felt in my body were all gone.

“How do you feel? Do you feel discomfort anywhere?” She asked, and I shook my head.

“Good!” She smiled at me and got closer.

“You are eighteen, right?” She asked, and I nodded, wondering why she was asking.

“You haven’t gotten your wolf yet?” She inquired, and I swallowed in pain.

“I had my wolf, but I no longer have her; she disappeared,” I explained to the healer, who stared at me with pity.

“Do you know your special gift?”

“No, I don’t,” I responded, and she nodded before getting up.

“There is a special feeling about you, but I can’t just place it,” she said, piquing my curiosity.

“A special force?”

“Yes, while healing you, I felt a special force, but I can’t explain it,” she explained.

“Well, there is nothing special about me,” I murmured, but she shook her head. “Don’t be too sure,” she smiled and turned to the guard who was at the gate.

“Get her some food,” she told the guard, who nodded, then she turned my way.

“You will be fine.”

“You could have just let me die,” I grumbled and looked away. The healer didn’t say a word, but rather walked out of the cell, and the gate was locked.

After she left, I rose to my feet and began walking around the small room of my cell. Thanks to the healer, I felt better, but was hungry and thirsty. I looked up at the window and realized the day was dark, meaning it was already night. It’s been three days since I have been locked up here. At first, I thought I wouldn’t survive it, but surprisingly, I’m still alive. But for how long? Who knows the next punishment he would give me.

Tears gathered in my eyes, but I held them back. I won’t let them fall. I was done crying; now it’s to face my pain in any way it comes.

“You!” A guard called my attention.

“Have it,” he passed my meal through the hole, and I hurriedly went for it. I quickly sat down and took a long gulp of the water before eating. I was so hungry that it took me about two minutes to finish the meal.

A sigh of relief left my lips as I rested my back on the cold wall. I closed my eyes and thought of my life. I thought of my mother and wondered if she had been buried, where she was buried, and if my father even attended her funeral.

I thought of my father and wondered what kind of spell Aunt Ana had him under because that could only be why a man would hate his wife and daughter. I was mad at my father, but I knew he wasn’t himself, so I didn’t blame him much.

Feeling tired, I decided to take a little nap.

………, …………

I felt fingers caressing my thighs while another hand squeezed my breasts, jerking me up from my sleep. Opening my eyes, I saw a guard smiling at me, his hand on my breasts.

“Stay away from me,” I exclaimed in fear and moved away from him.

“Come on, don’t act like a little girl,” he smirked, and I glared at him.

“Stay away from me!”

“Shhh…” he shushed me. “I promise to make your stay here less of a torture if you will allow me to have my way with you. Listen, I’m second in command among the guards, and that will be a big advantage for you. All you have to do is let me have my way with you just this once,” he urged, and I frantically shook my head.

“No, go away, you bastard,” I cursed him, but he only grinned and moved closer to me while I stepped backwards.

“Come on, you will enjoy it; I promise I will do better than Alpha Edward,” he teased while I glared at him with hate and disgust.

“If you don’t leave, I will shout,” I threatened, and his expression changed to anger.

“So you don’t want to comply with me?” He asked.

“No! Get out!” I yelled at him.

He groaned and glared at me before leaving the cell and locking it.

Tears gathered in my eyes at my predicament. I couldn’t believe I was reduced to a mere plaything that a guard would want to have his way with me.

“It’s okay,” I comforted myself and sat on the cold floor.

I couldn’t sleep anymore due to fear that the guard might come in again. While pondering in my thoughts, I noticed the same guard came again, and this time, I hurriedly got up.

He opened the cell gate and glared at me. “You will regret rejecting me,” he said, and before I could comprehend what was happening, I saw him bring out a knife and stab himself right through his chest, and I exclaimed in shock.

“Help,” he screamed at the top of his voice.

“In the blink of an eye, two guards rushed into my cell.

“What…”

“She wanted to escape and stabbed me, but I was quick to hold her,” he said to the guards, and my eyes widened in shock.

“What…” the two guards exclaimed, and one hit me right across the face, causing me to winced in pain.

“We will come back for you,” they said and took the injured guard away and locked my cell.

I stood there, dumbfounded and confused. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I couldn’t believe he would stab himself just to frame me up.

My eyes noticed the stain of his blood in my cell, and I knew I was in trouble. I was in big trouble, and heaven knows what would befall me.

I stood in my cell, waiting for what was next to come, and it didn’t take long when two guards marched into my cell. They held my arms and dragged me out of the cell. I didn’t bother to say a word or struggle with them.

They didn’t take me to Alpha Edward’s chambers; instead, they took me to the mansion’s backyard, where I met Alpha Edward standing with a man. When we reached where he stood, they threw me to the ground in front of him.

I looked up at Alpha Edward and saw his eyes glowing with anger. “You dare try to escape?” he asked, and I said nothing. There was no need to explain myself because he wouldn’t believe me.

“You dare stab a guard?” He yelled at me, but still got no response from me. My silence might have angered him because he grabbed my hair and made me hold his eyes, which held nothing but hatred for me.

“You can never escape from me. You are tied to me until I make you pay for what you did to my mate,” He vowed before letting go of my hair.

“Tie her up and give her a hundred lashes,” he ordered.

With tears filling my eyes, I looked up at him, but he looked away. “Take her away.” The two guards dragged me away. My eyes were soaked with tears, but I didn’t let them fall.

We got to the wooden structure, and they tied me to it. I watched as a guard picked up a lash and then went behind me. Tightly, I shut my eyes as the lash landed on my back. I exclaimed in pain, but I was yet to recover from the first lash when another landed on my back. I cried out in pain, but more lashes kept landing on my back. I yelled, cried, and wished for the pain to stop.

I wished for death to take me; I just wanted to die and stop the pain, but unfortunately, it seemed death was so far from me.

More lashes landed on my back while I shook and screamed in agony. The pain was unbearable, each lash tearing through my flesh like fire. I clenched my teeth, refusing to give them the satisfaction of hearing me beg for mercy.

My body burned with pain, and I was sure my flesh was already peeling. My sight became blurred, and I knew in no time I was going to pass out. “Stop!” I heard a voice before I fell unconscious.