My Fated Mate Can Have Her-Chapter 29: Breaking Point

[Warning: Sensitive Topic]

Violet

I opened my mouth to speak when Tow leaned back in her seat, planting her palms to her face and tipping her head back as she groaned. "And Kael had to give me a stern earful for this!"

I slowly turned away from her, momentarily dazed.

"Being a Lycan does not mean you can ignore pack hierarchy. It does not make you exempt from basic respect. I do not know how it worked in the pack you grew up in, but here, order is taken seriously."

I spoke in a gentle tone that surprised even myself, "But I am not a pack member."

The silence that followed was suffocating, but I continued.

"I apologise for my reckless behaviour, even if it means as a perceived omega, I do not deserve any basic respect. Not in my home pack and not here." I kept looking at my hands. "And I am sorry if what I am saying is rude. I have no intention of that.

"If I am disrespecting the pack order, you are free to strike me down. I do not think I will ever be comfortable in a place that treated me like a disease just because I was supposedly born weak. I am not saying any of this because of my supposed bloodline. I honestly couldn’t care less. I don’t want our lessons anymore either. If you keep teaching me, I will use my newfound power to end my life and cease my suffering."

The chair streaked across the floor as she rose to her feet, I turned my neck, facing her.

Tow stared at me, her expression cycling through shock, anger, and something that looked almost like... fear?

"Stop this. Do you even know what you are saying? Have some self control. This pride of yours is going to get you killed. Or worse, it’s going to get him killed! You need to understand something. When you’re connected to a Supreme Alpha, your actions have consequences beyond yourself. Every choice you make reflects on him. Every insult you return, every challenge you issue, it all comes back to him. You were literally mated to an Alpha before now, you should know—" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"I am sorry for interrupting. This has nothing to do with pride. You know nothing about how I grew up, how much I endured since I was a child. Even if you knew, I doubt you would care. There, and even now, weak wolves are not people enough. Your Supreme Alpha will be fine. Rejection pain hardly does anything when the rejected mate is dead."

Tow’s eyes widened. "What?"

"You don’t care about me. You only care about the power my supposed bloodline has. If that is what it will take, I might has well give him a child once he’s back and go my own way so you can have your bloodline. But I would be too miserable to be able to live through all nine months and—"

I first felt the sting on my lip before a strong numbness crept onto my cheek.

She had slapped me.

Tow stared down hard at me, her hand raised as she breathed heavily.

"Stop it. Just stop it."

She had on a look I could not comprehend and her words came out in a tremor, almost as if she was pleading.

I didn’t react. I didn’t have the strength to. I simply laid back down and turned on my side, angling my body away from her.

"Me becoming stronger isn’t going to get rid of what I have faced all my life. It will always be a part of me."

Within moments, Tow walked out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

My eyes watered and I buried my face into the pillow. I really did not want to die, but it was slowly looking like it would be my only option.

I did not want that.

’I need to leave.’

But how would I do that? And I wasn’t even all that strong yet.

My hands trembled and I brought them to my chest, cradling my fingers.

I tried to steady my breathing, trying to think back to the loving embrace I experienced in that strange dream.

’"Push that force into your will and just wish to hold it. You can use your hand if you can’t use your mind yet."’

I opened my eyes underneath the covers, remembering the words from the dream.

I pushed the blanket aside and sat up.

My skin tingled. Something was off with that dream. It felt like I had been the little girl. I experienced her joy, her disappointment and the sensation that flowed through her body.

I felt a slight pain at the back of my head. That could surely not have been me. I had no memory of that. I had not grown up like that and the city looked like nothing I had ever seen before.

Even the buildings...

A foreboding feeling began to grow and I looked at my hands.

I didn’t want to take any lessons from Tow. I really wasn’t willing to. And could I teach myself?

I glanced at the stool again, but shifted my gaze to the chair at my bedside. A larger object.

’"Push that force into your will and just wish to hold it..."’

Tow had taught me something else, but she wasn’t a Lycan...

If I could stabilise my syzygy on my own, surely I could do this too.

I stared at the chair, my heart beating faster.

I took a slow breath and extended my hand toward the furniture. My fingers began to slightly tremble as I concentrated.

"Please," I whispered.

Nothing.

My throat tightened and I tried again, refusing to give up. This time, using the method Tow had described.

Expelling the force from my body was strange, and I soon started to feel the fatigue on my body, but I was able to lift the chair and drop it. I let out strained breaths and eyed the chair. This wouldn’t do. This was even more tiring than what I had done by myself.

I closed my eyes and clutched my head, trying to focus. It was there. The energy was there. It had to listen to me. Why was that so difficult? I wanted the chair to move. I needed it to move. I—

A scraping sound across the floor halted my concentration.