TCG: Chapter 1
Amanah
“I HATE YOU!” I screamed at Miall as my tears rolled down my cheeks. “All you do is lie and lie to me,” I groaned angrily as I pushed him away.
“Amanah, let me explain,” he said calmly as he tried to reach for me, but I slapped his hands away.
“Explain? Of course, the great Miall is innocent; he didn’t do anything wrong, and I’m just being delusional. Here I am screaming my lungs out with my makeup stained by my tears in a stupid hotel room because nothing happened! Right,” I nodded as I kicked the chair away.
“Amanah, calm down!”
“No! I don’t want to calm down. It’s always something with you. Get out; leave me alone!” I breathed out heavily.
“Why do you keep pushing me away?” His voice broke as his shoulders sagged. “Don’t make me leave you, please,” he begged.
“Don’t lock me out, baby, please,” he cried as he kneeled and forcefully hugged me. His tears soaked my chest, and I stared straight ahead.
I’m not about to fall victim to those tears; he had all this time to tell me, but he didn’t.
“If you don’t want to make me lose my shit, let go of me now,” I whispered, feeling the last tear that gave a fuck roll down my skin.
“No,” he shook his head, and I touched his face to look at him.
“Miall, why are you crying?” He winced when I said his name. “You brought this upon yourself. You said that you would take care of me—”
“And that’s what I did,” he said. “That’s what I’m doing,” he argued persuasively.
And I used to believe that.
“I don’t want to live this way with you. I’m tired of being led on by you when I tell you everything, and you still keep secrets from me. Why, why is that stupid alpha woman claiming you as her fucking mate then?”
“I-I don’t—”
“Don’t say you don’t know; it’s not the first time you two have met. You’ve known each other since the Alpha Association Meeting, haven’t you? You’ve been acting strangely since then.”
“I didn’t cheat on you, Amanah,” he said hoarsely as he tightened his arms. “I swear I didn’t cheat on you.”
“Yes, that makes everything better between us. Let’s forget another woman approached us and attached herself to your arm right before me. Let’s forget how you’ve known for months that you have a mate bestowed upon you by your glorious Moon Goddess. Blessed you are,” I spat. “Now let go of me, please.”
“Amanah, please don’t leave like this.”
“I’m tired, and I’m going home. If you do come back, sleep in the other room. I don’t want you on our marital bed,” I felt his arms loosen from around me, and I was able to walk away from him. I opened the door and chuckled to myself.
“Even after marriage, it doesn’t get any better,” I whispered, shaking my head and trying to get rid of the threatening tears.
“Amanah, wait—”
“Tomorrow at breakfast, we pretend everything is okay in front of the children. I don’t want to talk more than that.” I closed the door and walked away from him.
I felt like I had a heavy weight on my shoulders, but I should’ve known it was her.
“Men,” she shook her head, appearing from thin air as she walked beside me. “All they do is hurt us. Let’s find our temple and make them all pay, hmm?” She held my face, and I felt so comforted by her stare.
“Let’s go home, Amanah.”
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I woke up in the middle of the night feeling strangely uncomfortable. I looked to my left, and he wasn’t there, just as I had told him.
Why was he so attentive and respectful?
My feet touched the cold ground as I grabbed my pillow and left our bedroom. I went to the guest room and slowly opened the door; he was staring at the ceiling.
His hopeful gaze caught mine, and I shrugged as I hugged the pillow.
“My back hurts,” I mumbled as I closed the door and walked over to the bed.
I just wanted his warmth, and it felt scary when he didn’t sleep next to me when he was home. I wanted to apologise, but I didn’t know how to.
I was an asshole.
I placed my pillow and climbed over his body; upon wrapping my arms around his body, I could feel him breathe out relief.
“I’m just used to sleeping with you; that’s all it is,” I muttered as I breathed in his earthy scent. I surely wasn’t supernatural like everyone else here, but living here for over a decade, I could say that I developed a sensitive nose.
“I love you,” he whispered, rubbing the section between my eyebrows. “I really do.” I almost purred when he continued massaging my head.
I know, and I loved him just as much, but when he didn’t tell me about things, I freaked out, thinking he would leave me alone.
“Let’s go to sleep,” I whispered as I heard the soothing sounds of his heart gently beating against his chest. Yes, this is what I can sleep to.
This man belonged to me, and I couldn’t bear to lose him to anyone. Mate or whatever the hell they called them, I didn’t want to lose him. How am I supposed to let him go when he gave me everything?
“I love you too,” I sleepily mumbled as my breath evened out.
I swear I only meant to sleep beside him, but Miall was irresistible. Just by the touch of his hand, I was needy and begging immediately.
What should have been a night of sleep was messy, wet sheets and two sweaty bodies grinding against each other.
I raised my arms as I stared at Miall,
“More,” I moaned, and he sat up straight, running his fingers through his hair; I watched as the sweat trailed down his chest.
I spread my thighs apart and trailed my fingers down to my centre; using my fingers, I bit my bottom lip and called out his name softly.
“It’s leaking out; do something about it,” I whispered, and his eyes were trained on what was between my legs.
We had just finished, but I still wanted more. When it came to Miall, I was always insatiable, but I wasn’t the only one like that in this relationship.
“Fuck Amanah,” he groaned as he shoved two of his fingers through my entrance; my back bucked off the bed as a gasp escaped my lips. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” He asked hoarsely as his fingers thrust in and out of me in an uneven rhythm.
Nodding my head enthusiastically, I could feel the tears in the corners of my eyes as I stared up at him.
“I don’t want your fingers,” I cried, and he smirked, leaning closer. “Please, Miall,” I begged, feeling the familiar pleasure from his fingers, causing ripples throughout my entire body.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” he whispered against my lips. My hips bucked against his, and I clenched, gripping his fingers in as I orgasmed. How in the world did a simple question make me cum like that?
I’m embarrassed.
I covered my face with my hands as I caught my breath. Miall chuckled softly as he kissed my fingers, prying my hands away from my face.
“No, don’t touch me,” I groaned as I tried to push him away. “I’m embarrassed,” I whispered as I curled up on the bed.
Miall lifted me into his arms and leisurely walked us to the bathroom. Opening the shower, we both stood silently under the warm water.
I trailed my hand down his chest and traced his pecs, cupping them as he always cupped mine; I looked up at him apologetically.
“I’m sorry,” I said as I stared at my ring. “I should’ve asked you to explain first before I lost it.”
Miall took my hand and kissed the finger that accommodated his ring.
“I apologise for not saying anything. You’d think I would’ve learnt my lesson by now after twelve years, but I haven’t. I’m sorry I hurt you, Amanah,” he said softly, and my bottom lip quivered as I shook my head.
“We can work through it, right? You and I will always be together, even if she’s your mate. We have three children together, and I want us to have more. We’re always going to be married and a family?” I stared at him, unsure whether my tears or the shower stung my cheeks, but I was getting it out.
“You’re always going to be my wife, the mother to our children, my Luna and my one true mate. No one else will have all of me, just as you do. I only belong to you, okay?” He reassured me, and I nodded, wrapping my arms around his torso.
“Yes, only me.” I agreed as I nuzzled my face into his gorgeous chest; I loved his huge tits. “I love you so much, and I will kill anyone who tries to take you away from me. I promise.”
I mean it. Miall completes my life, and I would go insane if he weren’t with me.
“I believe you,” he chuckled as he turned me around and pressed my hands against the tiled wall. Goosebumps and an excited moan left my lips when he grunted, “Now, bend over.”
