MATED TO THE CRUEL DEVIL

ONE MORE WORD...AND

Amelia’s Pov.

Fucking hell!

I had never seen my Mama both pale and white as a ghost at the same time in my entire life.

Her hand moved away from my hair as fast as a lightning bolt before she left his direct view and went to a corner of the room. I gulped down, butterflies swarming my belly as I looked up to meet his eyes finally, and I realized that I had no idea who he was and had no idea a man could be as handsome as he was.

Nope, handsome was not the word. He was beautiful.

In my 22 years of living, I had not seen a man as beautiful as this. Not even all the men my twin sister has slept with in her entire life came close.

His cold and haunting black eyes stared back into mine with no emotion, and while the rest of his goddess-black hair was packed in a small ponytail, some of it fell on his face, giving him a look between an angel’s and a devil’s. His chiseled and hardened jaw made his facial muscles more prominent, complimenting his thin lips, which were pressed tightly against each other, and his eyes were the most beautiful, drowning and taunting together.

I was drowning in his eyes for a moment, but his gaze went off me and to my father in a blink.

“Is that her?” His smooth, angelic voice sounded again. “I thought she was fatter than this.”

“Yes. She’s the one.”

If I hadn’t seen the display of power, I would have begged and cried out that it was not me. But for him, I was already everything he needed me to be.

“Then let’s go.” he fixed his gaze back on me, sparing me just a second before turning his back on me.

My father stepped out of the room, followed by my mother, before I carried my bag and exited the house. My eyes widened, and I was filled with excitement as I saw the number of cars lined up from afar. Derek, my mate, was rich, and his pack had power, but not even once when he visited had he brought this number of cars. This was just on another level.

My thoughts were cut short as everyone halted immediately after they noticed he had done so. His head tilted to the side, his jaws clenching, “Take the bag from her.”

“Excuse me, Alpha Jax?” I heard my father say, shock spreading through me.

“I said, take the bag from her. You can’t have my bride carrying her luggage herself, right?”

My lips stretched into a thin smile, and at the same time, my hands gave up on the bag and dropped it to the floor with a small thud. How I wished I had carried more than one bag.

“Of course. Of course.”

I calmly walked away from the bag, avoiding my father’s hot glare and instantly catching up with Alpha Jax. I needed nothing more than this kind of care, someone to boss everyone around for me, allowing me to do nothing, and it just seemed that all my dreams were starting to come true.

I could sense the wolf in the person who opened the door to the car for me as he held my hand and helped me inside the car.

“Our deal is done, and my beta will be here tomorrow to share the necessary details of everything.” I heard him say to my parents, and they gushed with appreciation as he walked away.

The engines roaring were the next thing I heard after he entered, every blind of the car closing up and shoving away my forced goodbye to my parents, and once they closed fully, my eyes turned to him, sizing him up again with excitement coursing through me fully.

There were a lot of things I had to say, and I wanted to get to know him and introduce myself. But, for the first time, the Amelia Vantalaski who stood up for herself every time she was bullied, could not say anything. I just sat there, like a baby, staring at her new favorite thing in the world.

“Is there anything you want to say..” he spoke, his gaze turning to me as he raised a brow.

“Amelia. Amelia is my name.”

He nodded, his brow raised a bit higher, signaling me to continue.

I gulped down, my hands propped on my thighs and my fingers digging deeply into them.

“I know a lot of alphas, their ranks, and everything. My parents are very callous and can wake up to anything, so I’ve tried to memorize every one of the alphas all over the continent. And I’ve seen powers, like powers. And even though I’ve not seen yours, I can tell that you carry a lot of power, and I don’t even know how you seem to have so much of that and -”

“- One more ‘and,’ brown hair, and I’ll shut your mouth forever.”

I sunk into my seat, my lips closing and zipping tightly instantly as I gulped down with my eyes popped open. I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes again, surprised at how someone could quickly change. I contemplated between keeping quiet or saying the words that wanted to go out badly from my mouth, and I chose the latter.

“You know, if we’re going to be husband and wife, or Alpha and Luna because, clearly, you’re an alpha because of the influence you carry and also because my father called you that. Usually, I don’t ramble out like this, but I’m just excited, and when I’m excited, I talk too much. And your jaw is so hard, and I wish I could see you smile just for one time because I think it might make you beautiful, matching my beauty -”

I let out a yelp as he grabbed my face, pulling it closer to his, and those cold, haughty black eyes staring back at me with no more than one inch between us.

I gulped down, my lips slightly parted, and the rest of my words shoved back to my stomach.

“I don’t make empty threats, brown hair. If I say I would shut your mouth, I will definitely shut your mouth,” he said as his eyes lowered to my lips, “by any means necessary.”