Mated to Another

Amelia’s POV

Grabbing two glasses from the table and taking them to the sink that was filled with soapy water, Cora slowly entered the kitchen. My eyes caught her, her hair as beautiful as always. Brown with soft curls hanging over her breasts. Never had I met someone like her, a bitch. Someone who was out to make my life a living hell. Since the day I was taken in by the Nightshade pack I had been classified as a rogue. Worthless and unlovable.

Cora’s eyes were fixed on mine. With a smile, Cora steps closer to me, and then her smile disappears instantly. Her eyes fell on the two glasses in my hands, and her devious smile quickly returned. With that, she knocked the glasses out of my hands, "What the fuck Cora?" My voice echoes through the kitchen.

"Oops. My bad. Better get that cleaned up before Elijah gets here." Cora said with a sinister smile before turning around and then making her way out of the kitchen. Slowly. But I could see the smirk that was painted on Cora's face.

My mouth hung open, and only one word could escape my mouth, "Fuck." my voice was just above whisper. Rushing to the pantry where the brooms and cleaning supplies were kept, I quickly grabbed the broom and dustpan. "One day I will be able to leave this hell hole and just live my life." Whispering to myself, I quickly cleaned the mess that Cora had created. Opening the dustbin before dumping the broken glass into it, the sound of glass broke the silence that filled the kitchen.

A sigh left my mouth, slowly making my way to the sink and staring out of the window. Wondering what my life would have been like if I wasn't dumped as a kid. Who could blame the pack for seeing me as a rogue? A maid? Someone to do everyone's bidding. Someone who couldn’t even be loved by their own parents. Leaning against the sink, the thought of knowing as soon as I receive my wolf I would be able to escape this hell and build my own life.

Elijah entered the kitchen quietly, his steps undetectable. “What is this laziness that I’m seeing? These dishes aren’t going to clean themselves!” He said with a harsh tone. With Cora standing behind him, she let out a soft chuckle.

My eyes quickly flung open, and then I met Elijah’s. “I was only taking a breather. You make such a mess every day, it’s hard to keep up with your messes.” I snapped, as I pushed myself away from the sink.

“Excuse you! That is no way to speak to your Alpha.” Cora chipped in, stepping in front of Elijah.

Elijah pulled her back giving her a deadly stare. “Enough.” He said as his eyes were fixed on hers. “Amelia.” His voice sends shivers down my spine, but not in a good way. More of a disgusted way.

“What?” I said with no intention of listening. Turning my back towards him, I continued taking dishes to the sink.

“Didn’t you hear what Cora said? How dare you speak to your Alpha in such a disrespectful way?” He asked then stepped closer to me, leaving me no space to move past him.