My Mortifying Mate

Chapter 5

LAST TIME:

"You know my name, what else do you know about me?"

"Everything. Probably more than you do."

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Nichola POV

My face furrows in confusion. He rubs the crease between my eyebrows with his thumb, looking down at me with affection and...lust in his eyes. I avert my eyes and look ahead of us, watching two of his brothers chatting together. I wonder what they are saying, maybe it's about me. hmm.

"You stuck up to your brothers, kitten," he says while carrying me. I glance up at him.

"I do have two feet, I can walk you know, just because I'm your mate, doesn't mean I'm fucking disabled." I growl rudely. A few snickers are sounded around us, he looks rather amused. I start wiggling, trying to escape his vice-like grip, but he's way bigger than me, and way stronger.

"You stay in my arms, kitten, you aren't moving. Now I've found you, you're never leaving me and I'm never leaving you, you're staying right here" he tells me seriously. I glare up at him.

"Don't be pathetic, just let me go so I can fucking walk, I'm not going to run off, else I wouldn't have come with you if I wanted to run off again, would I? So put me down. Now." I hiss at him. His expression turns hard, scaring me slightly.

"You're NOT leaving, do you fucking understand me?" He growls, his expression dark and furious. I glare, he is NOT going to control me! I have my own life, I'm sticking to it!

"No, I don't UNDERSTAND because I'm not a baby and I'm not disabled so let. me. go!" I yell in his face, pushing against his chest and kicking. His face goes ultimately dark, scaring me, but my anger fuelling me, his face turns thunder like. He grabs me and throws me over his shoulder, his left hand on my thigh tightly, keeping me there. I look in at his back indignantly, I glower at the ground.

"Let me down you childish twat!" I scream, kicking his front and slapping his back, there are a couple of gasps and intakes of breath. He stiffens beneath me.

"what did you just call me?" He growls.

"Oh, a bipolar twat and deaf," I growl back. He tenses up even more, if that's even possible, he slaps my ass painfully hard, bringing tears to my eyes, I don't realise the tears falling down my cheeks.

"Blake, do you realise you've JUST met your mate, the one who stood up to her brothers to be with you, and have hurt her and made her cry?!" One of the men growl, I ignore him.

"Did you just fucking SPANK me?!" I growl, the wobble from crying in my voice evident.

"Yes, shall I do it again?"

"Hmmm, I'm not sure I want you as my mate if you're going to be like this." I spit viciously. He spanks my ass again ten times harder. I yell, tears streaming down my face.

"Blake, you've gone WAY to far now, how could you do that to your own mate?!" The same guy growls at him. I slump defeated over his shoulder, watching my tears spill down his shirt.

"Watch your tongue, I'm teaching her who's the boss." He growls. I let out a small whimper, accidentally. Getting the attention of everyone, I hide behind my hair that hangs around my face, covering my tears.

"Baby?" Blake asks, I ignore him. To hell am I talking to him if he's going to do things like that to me.

"Nikki." He says harshly, getting irritated. Yet again, I ignore him.

"Blake, just leave her, you've really hurt her, what makes you think she's going to talk you now? I'm surprised she hasn't rejected you yet. I know I would've in her position." The same guy says. Hmmm, I think I like him.

"Will you watch your fucking tongue?!" Blake yells at the nice guy. I really should figure out his name.

"No, You should cherish your mate while you actually have her. Treat her properly or she will reject you, or worse.." He trails off, I can detect a hint of sadness in his tone.

Blake sighs, "I'm sorry Carl.." Something's happened that I clearly have no clue about...hmmm..

"Nikki" Carl addresses me. I look up, my cheeks tear-stained, eyes red and puffy, looking scared and mortified.

"Oh my god Blake, you've really done it this time." He growls at him, I flinch back a bit, "oh, sorry sweetheart. I'll take her the rest of the way." We're at a complete stop now, I can sense everyone's eyes on me, Carl and Blake, I just hang there limply like a ragdoll, Blake turns around, I just look at the back of his shirt.

"I'm her mate Carl, I'll carry her." He growls dangerously. Carl doesn't seem to falter, maybe he's his beta?

"Yes, and you've proved an unworthy one to. is that any way to treat your mate? No, now you've just put her in a nervous mess. After she argued with her brothers JUST to come with you?! I imagine that she regrets that now, I know I would." He growls viciously, another guy comes into view, they're all WAY bigger than I am. More muscled, bulkier. He smiles gently and holds a finger to his lips. I just watch him in silence, my ass stinging and painful, tears still slipping down my cheeks.

"I think we should let her decide who she wants to take her, don't you?" He pipes up. You know, I can't wait to find out all their names.

Blake stiffens underneath me. "Well? Who do you want to take you home?" He asks, somewhat coldly. I look up at Carl, making my decision, knowing I'll most likely regret it later.

"Me it is then," He says in a triumphant sort of way, he picks me up, carrying me bridal style, knowing I was most likely still very painful, I wince when moved. Blake looks at me, sharing looks of guilt, anger, betrayal and sadness, I look down at my fingers, nestling into Carl's chest. He starts walking gently so as not to hurt me. Blake storms ahead, fists clenched so tight his knuckles are white, he disappears off into the woods ahead of us.

BLAKE P.O.V

Well done, you bipolar dick, you've made our mate scared of us. Why? Why the fuck would you spank her like that?! That's just so fucking wicked. Carl's right, she should've rejected us. It's such a blessing that she didn't. My wolf, Caden, growls at me

Shut up, Caden. I block him to the back of my head, so I don't have to listen to him. I storm ahead of them, God, she'll' pay for choosing him. I swear to god, she'll pay. As soon as she gets home, she won't know what fucking hit her. Ha, my hand. I storm into the pack house, up to my room. It's tidy, as it usually is, I straighten out my covers on my king-sized bed. Cleaning up the bathroom and the closet, already a shelf cleared out for her. I've already stocked up for her to! She can't need anything else...right? I check the tampons, panty liners, pads of about 5 sorts, an electric oral-b toothbrush, mouthwash, toothpaste, shampoo and conditioner, a face cloth, a tangle-teezer hairbrush, heat protector, a 4 way heated hair styler, some doctor-organic face wash, 5 sorts of body washes, bubble bath, a series of lush bath bombs, waxing strips and razors, a manicure set, some makeup, some perfume, some deodorant, some body-spray, hairbands and hairclips. A girl wouldn't need any more than that, right?

I turn back to the closet, half my clothes and half clothes I've bought for her. I hope she likes it...

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That's the chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Also, I'm sorry I've not updated in a while, I've been a bit busy getting back into school with glandular fever, so I haven't had as much time to write.

Also, sorry it's not a very long chapter either.

Once again, hope you enjoyed it.

Thanks.

Jessica

XOXO