Vengeful Mate novel Chapter 6

When we reach the Rose moon pack, Evan’s voice makes me out of my daze.

“Alpha, we are here,” I hear Evan say.

When I look around the car, it is standing before the very familiar house.

The house, which was once the source of my peace and happiness, in which I grew up playing with my brother.

But now when I look at that, I remember the suffering I went through, because of the people living in this house.

The people whom I have thought my own, plotted against me, under the same roof.

The house I had to leave for my safety.

But I also know it is the house where my loved one lives, along with the people who caused me to suffer.

Here are both people who will die and kill for me, and also who will use me as a toy because of his greed.

The day when I left last time was three years back, when I got to know that Logan is my mate.

But the situation was stiff, and I had to leave this house with a heavy heart.

After three years when I came back here, I am not that sweet innocent girl who believed in love.

Who thought that her mate will improve her life, and give her all the love and respect she deserves.

Today she is the Luna of the blue crescent pack, and knows the reality is much harder to accept, but you will have to live with it.

The girl knows that there is no prince charming. Here is only a mate who hates her to his core, and fate has written this misery for her, three years back, and she will have to live with this.

Of course, Logan never disrespects me in front of his pack, but he never shows love too.

I am like a trophy to him, which he owned and flaunts to everyone.

But when we came back home, I fall in the most remote corner of the house like another trophy. Who can’t say anything.

The difference is they don’t have feelings, but I have, which he crushes every night in my bed.

When I get down the car, the same white building is standing in front of me.

The same buildings, same front yard, same people

But the time has changed. The people’s feelings have changed, and my fate has changed.

Logan also came down with me, and wrap his hand around my waist possessively.

“I know it is your home. But don’t forget who are you now. I don’t want to hear people say anything, that tarnishes my pack’s name. Don’t go and whoring around.” His face is adorned with a smile, but his words are slicing my heart into pieces.

But this is not new. This is my position in his life.

He thinks I am a whore, and this is not the first time he called me by this name.

Slut, bitch, whore, it just changes with his mood.

I don’t know why I couldn’t accept the reality and why it still hurts.

“Did you understand?” he angrily says when I didn’t respond to his word.

“Yes alpha,” I reply.

Logan doesn’t like when I call him by his name.

When we are in front of people and have to act like a sweet couple, I can call him by his name.

But when we are alone, I have to call him alpha.

Otherwise, he would punish me.

I get punishment every day, as my husband rapes me every night.

But when he is angry, the punishment takes a unique method.

Like spanking, whipping, choking.

I never enjoy our sexual acts. But when the punishment was added, it became more difficult.

And it doesn’t matter how much I get punished, the next morning I have to act like a loving couple in front of everyone.

But it became difficult for me, as I have to push myself to act normal, and apply makeup to hide my marks.