He aged well, I had to admit that.
Dirty blonde hair spiked upwards, handsome jawline completely masculine, nose slightly crooked as if it had been broken multiple times. The muscles of his shoulders and arms bulged when he turned slightly and his build was mesmerizing to look at.
To me he was perfect.
The mate bond flexed and tightened to an almost uncomfortable feeling, pulling me towards his tall build with magnetic force.
I’d reckon that he had to be at least 28.
The ballroom music and the scene was a great setting for the first time that I was meeting my mate.
The excitement was clear on my face before I saw his eyes catch my form and harden.
His handsome face was almost remorseful as he watched me come closer, my ankle boots clicking with each step I took.
Then, his lips pursed downwards into a deep frown, brows wrinkling in concentration, and eyes never reaching my own.
I had a feeling something was wrong.
Most males who find their mate didn’t stand stalk still like my mate was doing.
He should have gathered me into his arms, happy beyond word that he had finally found his soul mate, especially at the age that he was.
"Babe?” A soft feminine voice had asked behind him before I saw her come forth, a curvy body with a head full of bright red curls, bouncing with each step she took.
Her red manicured fingers curved around his forearm and she curled her body into him before I finally saw the blonde haired baby boy in her arms.
The picture that they made in front of my vision stayed with me, etched into the deepest recesses of my mind.
It clicked into place in my head as I finally realized what it was that I was seeing.
Then, I frantically looked towards his ring finger and sure enough, there was a golden band that had caused my whole world to collapse.
He was married.
My mate was married to another woman.
Everything seemed to go quiet, no longer the loud boisterous atmosphere that the party should have exuded for our packs joining with the Crescent Moon Pack.
I’m assured he could see the emotions etched onto my face. Because I couldn’t hide the disbelief and sheer horror that showed clearly on my features.
“Do you know this girl?” She asked, breaking the silence of my thinking and forcing me to choke back a sob that was half way up my throat.
His face hardened as he turned his head to her and kissed her soundly on the mouth while I stood gaping in front of them, no longer feeling anything other than the extreme pain in my heart.
And I could hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears, waiting for his answer.
"No,” he said and that one syllable caused my heart to shatter into millions of pieces.
Ihad finally figured out what those horribly painful attacks that my body went through meant.
While he was busy building a perfect life for himself and his wife, I was here burning in the depths of hell. My body had been slowly killing me for years because my mate was with another woman.
For a majority of my life, I was insecure, thinking that my mate would never want a sickly woman like me when my own mate was the cause of my never ending pain.
My childhood was filled with pain, hurt, and tears. All because of one man.
Had I known that was the case, I would have rejected him a long time ago instead of letting myself endure this heartbreak that he was bestowing upon me.
His wife raised a quizzical eyebrow at me, waiting for me to do something.
But I was envious, the green eyed monster making me want to destroy that little thread of happiness that he so desperately clung to when he decided to act as if I was nothing except another pebble in his path.
I stood stunned at my spot, my footsteps having faltered some time ago.
What could I do?
The pain and betrayal couldn’t be undone.
"Pup, is there something you wanted?” she finally asked, her words like a dagger in my heart.
Pup? Was I a child? Was that what they took me for?
And I suddenly realized that I wasn’t being taken seriously by neither of them.
My mask finally went up, covering all the viciousness and bitterness I was feeling.
It was humiliating to be standing in front of them like this.
Some members of my pack watching this exchange couldn’t help but giggle at me, pointed gaze daring me to do something and knew that I would do nothing in return.
"Alpha, Alpha Female, we are ready for your speech,” someone interrupted and by their stance and build, it had to be the new Beta of the pack.
I didn’t wait for them to reply and instead swallowed down what little fight and pride I had left and walked away, leaving them all unscathed, unlike the murderous thoughts that were crossing my mind.
You are too cruel, Alpha Liam Bane.