Chapter 8 Possesive

• *Omario POV*
• Abi is pacing next to the window by the time I walk in and kick the door shut. The sound of the door slamming startles her but I don’t care. Everyone else here can judge me, not her. She does not get to make me feel like a monster when I did all this to save her. I walk straight to her and roughly lift her chin forcing her to face me. We stare at each other for a minute before I let her chin go and look away. That fire behind her eyes is triple the last time I saw it. I can feel it’s overwhelming hatred towards me. My chest tightens.
• “Why do you hate me?”
• I don’t know why her reasons matter to me but they do.
• “You are not your father, why would I hate you, Your Majesty?”
• She sounds genuinely shocked by my question. She’s never hidden her hatred for my dad. Even if she tried, Rufus exposes it every Friday.
• “I don’t know, but you do. Tell me why?”I insist.
• She sighs and actually looks at me with concern. “Taking a life causes a strain in one’s soul and mind, Your Majesty.”
• Her gentle tone prompts me to look back at her. Besides the gentleness on her voice and face, the hatred from whatever is behind her eyes has not changed. I wonder why it hates me but not Titan.
• “Is that your way of telling me that I am imagining things?”
• She opens and closes her mouth, speechless. She actually looks cute when speechless.
• “How come you have no wolf, Abi?”
• I already know that it’s there but she and everyone else does not seem to be aware of it. I want to know what she thinks about it, maybe I can get my answers as to why it hates me so much.
• She swallows her saliva and casts her eyes down in shame.
• Fuck! I didn’t mean to make her feel inferior but I should have known. You automatically become the bottom of the hierarchy even amongst servants when you have no wolf.
• “I don’t know.” Her voice is so soft. A confirmation that I have started a sore subject, but I need to know.
• “But?” I ask with my eyes raised. She must have a theory.
• “Maybe it’s my mutation.”
• “That would be the first.” We discover consequences of different mutations everyday but no one, not even Rufus has mentioned not having a wolf as one.
• She does not respond to my sarcasm and continues to look down. Now I feel like a real ass for bringing this up.
• “I am sorry, I did not mean to upset you.”
• Her jaw drops before she frantically shakes her head.
• “You don’t have to apologise for that, Your Majesty. It’s not your doing.”
• “Still. I did not bring it up to hurt you. I was only curious.”
• “Thank you, Your Majesty.”
• “And I hope you will forgive my barbaric actions of killing Sylvester and Kane in front of you.”
• She actually smiles and reveals a perfect set of teeth I have never seen or paid attention to before. I don’t think I have ever seen such white teeth on a servant and even royals before. That’s about the only thing that does not look impoverished on her. She would be a perfect model for a toothpaste commercial.
• “You are not as bad as you portray, Your Majesty, and thank you for saving me.”
• I laugh and shake my head at her statement. I can’t believe that I actually apologised but it’s worth seeing her smile for a change.
• “How do you know Titan?”
• “Your wolf?”
• I don’t know why my question shocks her but there’s definitely something here.
• “Is there another?”
• She opens her mouth but stops halfway. She’s holding something back and I want to know what.
• “I will get Rufus to tell me if you won’t.” I threaten and earn myself her cold stare.
• “He talks to me when I am unconscious or sleeping,”she blurts out.
• Now I am the shocked one. How the hell is Titan able to do that without my knowledge?
• “He talks to you?” I ask, and her response gives me some insight.
• She nods her head. “I had never seen him in person until last night but he is exactly like he is in my dreams and I …”
• “Yes?”
• “He’s really sweet, Your Majesty.”
• That’s not what she was going to say earlier but I don’t push her on it. I will very soon.
• “How long has this been happening?” I am now casual because I don’t want to spook her.
• “Two years.”
• Fuck! That’s about how long he has been rebellious and deserting me. Titan has been talking to Abi behind my back.
• “You are an ass!”
• My stupid wolf does not respond.
• “We are supposed to be one, you idiot!” I continue cursing him until he responds.
• “Help her escape then I will obey you.” Titan is still on this.
• “I can’t do that, Titan. Dad wants her here, I can’t disobey him.” I don’t see why I have to explain this to him. He already knows it. Dad is our Alpha. I may be stronger than the rest of the people here but he is stronger than me. Titan, out of all people should know that we can’t disobey him.
• “Then I will do what I see fit.”
• “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
• “Not your business.”
• Just great! At least I now know where to find him when he deserts me. I even know how to get him back in line.
• The knock at the door ends our back and forth. Abi is still standing by the window when I open the door. Jeff, the royal fashion designer walks in and bows before placing a suit cover on my bed.
• “The clothes you requested, Your Majesty. I did not know the lady’s style and did a combination of everything.”
• “Thank you, Jeff. You may be excused.”
• Jeff bows again before taking a look at Abi, who is still on my shirt and walks out. I can feel stupid Titan fuming inside.
• “That you care about?” I smirk. Something is really off with my wolf. He is not this possessive of Oli and she is our mate.
• “We claimed her, he can’t look at her like that.”
• “You, not we. You, Titan, claimed her not me.” I emphasise my point but it’s useless.
• “Well, you are me.”
• “When it’s convenient to you.” I sneer before unzipping the suit cover and taking out two classic floral summer dresses.
• “You can wear these for now and let Jeff know what you like tomorrow.”
• I am looking directly at her but Abi looks around as if confirming if I am really talking to her before shaking her head. “I can’t wear any of these, Your..”
• “You will wear them,”I interject.
• I can’t believe that I have to command her to wear the damn clothes when she had rugs on. She also can’t wear my shirt forever.
• “Yes, Your Highness. Thank you.”
• “Don’t just stand there, aren’t you going to fit them?”
• Something is really wrong with this woman. Oli has loads of clothes but would be jumping like a child at the sight of new clothes, but Abi, who wears rugs, needs encouragement to actually fit the clothes.
• She takes the two dresses to the bathroom and return’s wearing the blue dress with white flowers. It’s a damn good quality dress but there’s nothing wow about her on it. She is too thin, thinner than the manikins and it’s just hanging on her. Well, it’s a dress and it’s new. It will have to do.
• “May I be excused, Your Majesty?”
• “You may, after eating something. The chef will bring food that does not have cheese.”
• I am aware that she has not eaten since last night when she threw up everything.
• “Thank you, Your Majesty.”
• I wish she would stop thanking me for something that is basic human right. I am relieved when the food comes and she actually eats and does not throw up this time. I can’t help but feel warm inside when I see an empty plate.
• “I will be on my way now, Your Majesty.” She says and heads out when I nod my head.
• I leave the room shorty after her. I need to go and explain to dad why I killed his friends. I will probably have to explain myself to Oli too because Sylvester was her uncle.