My Ex-Lover's Daughter Is My Mate

et's

sked, hoping I h

d, rolling his eyes and sighing

eep? I really don't wan

With that, he wa

't really matter to me. It was

was in black and white. Simple, but obviously expensive. I headed to

ung the whip marks on my back. I found the soap that Ares uses.

nothing expensive, but it looked and smelt clean. I quickly p

I didn't mind that either. My eyes were droopy and I was h

again, unable to get the feeling of the knife on my throat out of my

losed my eyes

l going t

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myself to the door. It was one of the maids. Her eyes did an assessmen

or you," she said and left the room before I could even ask her where he was. I walk

e looked up at me like he could sense my presence. He looked away in disgust

I hated the fact that I had to talk to my mate in this manner. W

of hope. "Sit," he ordered, and gestured to the table farthest away from h

brought a bowl of chicken noodle soup for me. I looked up at Ares, waiting fo

thing I was used to. Ydidn't matter if I was being treated the same way a

I hurried back to where he was standing. "Do you know why you were served that kind of fo

ids in his pack ate better. That didn't stop the tears from

not going to treat me that way, then why don't you reject me?" He fr

be introduced to th

. Even his own eyebrows perked up. "Prepare," he simply

was sleep again, but he had asked me to prepare. I simply did my hair in a

re again. "The Alpha calls for you again in the hall." I could see the curiosity on he

other pack members were in attendance, with their necks craned

and said nothing else. It all felt surreal. Being introduced to a pack, it didn't matter what I wa

een the people at Alpha Damien's pack do. He didn

ber of the pack," Alpha Ares said, now ad

ewest addition

t know what I should have expected anyway. The elders

And Omegas knew not to complain. They knew their place. Icurtsied and plastered a

mother's death had marked th

ng. "She is my personal ma

What did he mean by his personal maid? If he was making me

ll be living in the dungeon." Why was he imposing all these rules on me? I

rs asked. He shot them a look. "Her stay here won't b

d at me awkwardly. I did a quick scan, checking if it could see the woman t

and pushed me into the dungeon. "You really

hown his ruthless side." One of the guards said in a low but deep voice. I

." Without a word more, they shut the door, leaving me to the

There was none. There was a single fridge, with three bo

bviously for peeing. As I stared at my "bed," thinking of what to do with it and

a shrill voice sa

ere?" I asked, wondering how