TWICE MATED

Complaints

ANAIAH’S POV

It had been a few days since I was moved from the dungeon into the king’s bedroom and what had started as a blissful union was beginning to leave a sour taste in my mouth. It was almost as if I had imagined that Maximilian had accepted me but I knew that that wasn’t the case. He had shown me love that I had never received from anyone and that was why this whole situation was so strange to me. How could Maximilian change on me overnight? I guess I hadn't seen the warning signs and that was the reason why I didn’t see that he ever really trusted me as much as I thought he did.

I couldn’t understand why he had suddenly changed on me, I had been on my best behavior and I was even allowing him to touch me more often. Why was I suddenly feeling like I was under some kind of suspicion? What did he think I was doing wrong and why did he suddenly not trust me? I wanted to ask him all these questions but I wasn't even sure how to ask those questions. What the hell was his problem?

I was just starting to get accustomed to the new life that had been shoved into my hands and yet here I was being treated like some kind of intruder that was not welcomed. Why was Maximilian being like this? He tried his best to be discreet in keeping tabs on me but it was obvious that he was not only having me followed but was also asking a lot of unnecessary questions that were making me uncomfortable. I was beginning to wonder if he had found out who I was to Michael. But how could he have found that out? No one here knew who I truly was and the only way they were going to find out was if they asked Michael himself, in which case I knew that he would never admit to being mated to me.

This was a good thing because I could see from the way he was reacting that if he found out about him he would completely lose it. I didn't want to do anything that would upset him and that was the reason why I was so worried about him following me around and asking me all these questions. I hated feeling like this, I hated the uncertainty that came with the way he was acting. The worst part of it all was that I even felt like he was having me followed. I wasn’t certain of this but it was just a feeling I got and I was seldom wrong when it came to these things. Every time I took a walk around in the pack house I would get the same feeling and that was the feeling of being watched. If it wasn't Maximilian popping out of nowhere, it was one of his personal guards popping up. I was still new and I didn’t know how things worked here, but I was sure that these wolves had better things to do other than following me around.

One thing that I promised myself after surviving the attack on Michael was that I was never going to allow myself to be anyone's victim ever again. I had been a victim in that pack long before I knew that I was mated to Michael and maybe that was part of the reason why it took us so long to find out that we were mated. I really wished that the moon goddess had kept that little piece of information as her secret and made sure that I never found my way to Michael's arms. Now that I was here with Maximilian, I wasn’t going to allow him to treat me the same way that I had been treated in the past. I deserved better than to be treated like an outsider in a place that was for outsiders. I decided that it was best if I confronted him about the way he was acting. It was best if I asked him why he was treating me the way he was. I wanted to know why he was following me around and asking me all these unnecessary questions. Maybe it would even be better if he was asking me questions that were related to me being mated to Michael, but I guess that was the furthest thing from his mind.

After having dinner with the rest of the pack, I headed to the room to wait for him to come to bed, his suspicion of me had made it hard for everyone here to open up to me because they couldn’t trust me. How could they trust me if he still hadn't deemed me as trustworthy in their presence? I still wanted to demand answers. The moment he walked in there, he would have to explain to me why he was following me around.

He interrupted my thoughts as he burst through the door, looking a little bit upset. This may have not been a good time to do this but I had to do it now otherwise I wouldn’t ever do it. If I didn’t ask him now he would continue following me around because he was going to think that I hadn't noticed.

“We need to talk” I blurted out bravely as he sat on the bed and ran his fingers through his hair, something about that reminded me of Michael, but I quickly shoved him at the back of my mind and reminded myself of how important it was for me to be in the moment.

“About what? I am too tired to have any form of conversation with her” he said, looking at me straight in the eye without blinking...he looked angry.

”What is happening?” I asked him He looked like he was upset about something and I was now doubting that this was a good time for me to bring this up. Now that I thought about it, what I had to discuss with him wasn’t that important and it could wait.

”No you go first,” he said as he let out an exasperated sigh. I took a deep breath before I started talking, I had to get my emotions in check before I started running my mouth.

“I don’t like the way you treat me, I don’t like the fact that I still feel like you want me to prove myself to you,” I said.

”I didn’t ask to me mated to you ad if I had it any other way I wouldn’t even have come here” I added,

”How do you expect the rest of them to accept me and trust me if you don’t?” I asked him.

“What makes you think I don’t trust you?” he asked me as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, which was another thing he did that reminded me of Michael. I hated the fact that Michael was in my mind so much and ruining things for me. I hated the fact that I felt like I was now caught in some kind of love triangle and I was the only one who was aware of it.

"You ask me that question as if you do trust me...so you trust me? or do you believe that I have ulterior motives?" I asked him.

"Come on, if I believed that you were not true to me you wouldn't be here. Now, that doesn't mean that I won't be cautious. You may be my mate, but the fact remains that you are from Michael's pack and I am trying to figure out how you ended up in my territory" he said and I sighed. I could see where he was coming from and it was just too sad that I couldn't tell him the truth about where he was coming from.

“Is it not a natural question to ask?” he asked me. “I find it hard to believe that this is all a coincidence, but how could my mate come from Michael's pack and then end up right at my doorstep?”

“I wish I knew how the moon goddess did her things, but I don’t, and you have no idea how much harder this is for me,” I said

“Then make me understand, the reason why I am even entertaining all these questions is that I can clearly see that there is something that you are keeping from me,” he said and I sighed, I couldn’t believe that I was even talking about this again. Couldn’t he just accept what I was saying to him and let it go?

"I understand what your concerns are, but I already told you how I ended up here is my reason not good enough for you? Because if it isn't, you can just let me go. I am very sure that there are other packs that would welcome me as an omega." I said.

“I don’t think I can take being mistreated by anyone else, I have had enough of that in my life.”

"My mate....an omega..." that will never happen his reaction reminded me of the day that I found out that Michael was my mate. He rejected me because I was an omega and he even tried to kill me because of that.

“I will never allow that to happen, your days of being an omega have come to an end and that is something that everyone will have to accept”. He said firmly

"Then I suggest you trust me when I say that I was banished for a silly reason and if you are afraid that Michael will fight you over me, then that is something that you can just forget because he doesn't even know that I am alive. He didn't expect me to live through that experience. I understand that you have a pack to look after, but I would rather leave than be in a place where I know I am a suspect in everything and where I know I would never be accepted. You call yourself the king of the rogues and yet they seem to have a lot of influence over you as opposed to you controlling them. Maybe you need to reevaluate" I said as I got, onto the sheets and turned my back to him. This conversation was over and I just wanted to sleep now.