The Lycan's Rejected Mate (naiah and Amos) novel Chapter 8

Anaiah's POV

"Get away from my mate," As soon as the growl tears from Amos's chest, Leon is in front of him, growling. I gasp when he grabs and backs him into a wall. I see Alpha being lifted off the ground by the powerful King. I get out of bed and rush to them, placing a hand on my mate, and my gesture seems to soothe him. He lowers him down with a growl. As the two stare down, I can tell the difference in strength, even though they look like they are about to tear each other apart.

Amos is the first to break eye contact. He bows subtly to his King.

He turns to me and raises a hand to touch my cheek, but a growl stops him mid-way.

"How are you?" Amos's voice is soft like never before, and I'm surprised by the change of attitude. My wolf snarls at him and says something snarky. I don't answer him, instead holding my Lycan's hand.

"I want to rest now. Do you want to lie next to me?" I ask gently, and Leondre smiles, his eyes shining. He nods eagerly. I feel bad because I'm using him to make that fucker Amos jealous. Leondre directs me back to the bed. I cock my head to glance at Amos one more time, he looks hurt, but he deserves it for treating me like garbage. I smile inwardly at his hurt, fucking asshole.

Leondre and I lie in bed, my back pressed against his front, and his arms circle my body in a tight hug. I close my eyes and inhale my mate's scent.

When I sleep, I dream about the horrors endured in those dungeons, those men whipping me, touching me most indecently, I begin to shiver as I relive those moments, and fear for my life creeps in. I feel their disgusting hands on my body, and I thrash, kick, and scream so they don't touch me.

"Anaiah," Someone is shaking me. I wake up to find strong arms holding me, but I get startled and struggle out of them.

"Hey, calm down," I keep shaking and kicking until I roll off the bed. I land on the cold floor, hurting my side again.

"Anaiah," King Leondre runs to me, carrying me in his arms. My whole body is shivering, and I'm still in a daze. I feel the warmth spread around my body. The Lycan King's huge hand has circled my waist, his head is in my neck, and I bury my face in his chest, crying. He comforts me, telling me it is alright and he's here with me.

The next day, I woke up to a harsh low voice hissing.

"Get out. I don't ever want to see you near my mate," That is Leondre's voice. Why is he upset?

"I just wanted to make you feel good,'' a voice purrs. That is Phallen's voice. The bitch hates me to the core and is one of my bullies. She helps out here and refuses me to get treatment after they beat me.

"I don't need that!" He hisses.

"Come on, I'm sexier than ugly skank!" She yells. I keep my eyes closed, wanting to hear the Lycan's response.

"What? Don't dare insult my mate, whore, and I don't want to see you again," He says and tells her that I'm the most beautiful woman in the world and that he only has eyes for me. His words bring tears to my eyes.

"Dan, stay with her," The door closes. I finally open my eyes, and I find Dan smiling at me.

"Luna, do you want some food?"

Whenever I'm not with my Lycan King, Dan stays with me to make sure Amos doesn't bother me. I sit up and give him a small smile.

"Can I have more chicken, please?" I ask with a grin. Ever since King Leondre appeared in my life, I can eat all I want and have a taste for grilled chicken and ice cream!

Dan chuckles, " Do you know anything else other than chicken?"