Bella POV

"I said it, you are my mate. You decide if you want or not. But, you are my mate." He gritted his teeth at me.

How can I be his mate? But he called me, his mate, how possible is that?

I knew there was something about him, something I would like to know. He seems familiar. I felt free with him, but I wasn't sure why. He is my mate. His smell was intoxicating. He had huge arms, I felt like wrapping myself on.

I felt a warm sensation as I looked at him with a smile on my lips. A voice in my head was happy and shouted Mate, but I shook my head. The voice came again and I let out a sigh.

Suddenly, I remembered how the mate bond works.

Has my wolf come alive? It said the word MATE again.

The mate bond drew me close to him and I felt my eyes lost in his. He also stared into mine, with cold and distant eyes. This made me move back a bit. I felt a bit uncomfortable looking into his eyes. I have never seen a man so beautiful as he is, and no man had dared move close to me as they all feared death. But here is a man staying comfortable with me.

"Get away," I said, thinking he would realize that he was making me uncomfortable, but he remained still.

"Do you know how much I have always wanted to see you?" He asked.

"I don't care, I don't care, just get away," I said.

He stared at me and shook his head, but I still insisted that he leave. I no longer dared to want a mate.

He sighed and picked up his clothes.

I blushed as all types of unholy thoughts came rushing into my mind. I had never thought such about anyone, but this was different.

"Alright, let's go. He said and walked away.

I stared at him. He didn't wait for me to follow him, but just said it with a commanding tone, but I wasn't going to obey him; I didn't come here to be a slave.

"I am going nowhere," I said, watching his retreating step.

He was a stranger so why should I follow him?

"I won't repeat myself to you." He said with anger, but it did me nothing as I stood still waiting for his actions.

"I am going nowhere. Trust me," I said confidently.

He turned to me and marched forward, making me tremble. I moved back as he continued moving toward me. I was scared that he would harm me as he wore a cold expression.

He walked up to me in no time and raised me to his shoulder.

"What do you think you are doing? Drop me." I shouted, hitting his arm.

I felt so much pain in my hand as I hit him, but I guess he didn't feel anything as he kept moving.

I stopped hitting him as I felt so much pain in my hands.

"What is wrong, sweetheart? Can't you continue?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"Do not ever call me that. I am not your sweetheart." I said, angrily.

"I'm sorry but I do not take orders from people like you." He said.

"What?"

"You are a rogue." He said.

"Get this right, I am not a rogue. I am just lost." I said.

"Lost?"

"Yes, I am unable to find my way, so I am lost," I said.

"Oh great, you are lost. What a pleasure!" He snapped at me.

"Just drop me. I can walk by myself, and you know that," I said, rolling my eyes.

"I won't drop you." He said still moving.

"Why then are you talking to me and where are you taking me?" I drawled.

"I am talking to you because you are my mate and I am taking you back to the pack house." He said.

I felt my body stiffen immediately after he said this.

"Don't take me back there." I pleaded and he wore a smirk.

"Just calm your nerves. I'm not taking you back to your pack." These words relieved me.

"Then where are you taking me?"

"Dark pilot pack." He said.

My eyes widened when I heard what he said.

It is the most powerful pack in the world, with its Alpha being ruthless. People who passed the land were always executed instantly. I have heard many stories of how the Alpha killed many people and I didn't want to be part of that.

He isn't known by people as he keeps himself away from people, but now, being with him, I feel terrible.

"Leave me alone, please. I didn't trespass. I don't want to die." I pleaded.

I could feel his body stiffen but he relaxed immediately.

"I'm not ready to die."

"Be quiet." He ordered.

I murmured some words and he held his breath.

"I told you to be quiet." He growled, tightening his grip around me.

I kept shut immediately, not allowing him to complete his words. After some minutes, I thought of it; he possibly could not kill me after all; I am his mate. But what if he doesn't consider me?

I have always thought meeting my mate for the first time would be fun and romantic like everyone that I have heard of and seen, but my own is different. I was carried by my mate like a sack of sand he wanted to bury. Why is my life all about suffering?

"What is going to happen to me?" I asked, fidgeting, but he didn't reply. "Are you taking me to the pack house so that I can be killed?"

Still, he didn't answer me, getting me worried.

"Remember, I am your mate; you can't allow me to be killed."

Still, he said nothing to me.

"Damnit, why don't you answer me?" I screamed, but still no response from him.

Seeing that he wasn't replying, I pouted as he continued walking.

Bella POV

He continued walking and walked out of the woods. We walked up a stair into a building. I could see some people staring at me as they saw him smile and walk past with me on his shoulder. This sight made me feel dizzy and I felt like dropping down from him. He walked up the stairs and then into a room.

Getting into the room, he dropped me to my feet, and I stood upright, holding on to my head, which felt like it was spinning. After my head felt light, I fixed my eyes on the man who stood in front of me.

"What is this? Why did you bring me here?" I demanded.

"Well," he said with a shrug. "Since you are my mate, you will be staying here."

Listening to him made my stomach ache.

"I'm not staying here and not with you," I said.

"No one said you were staying with me."

"I am not staying here. I will take my leave." I said and moved towards the door.

Immediately I opened the door, he shut it close and pushed me against the door. He pressed himself on me, bringing his face up to my neck, and inhaled.

"The sooner you accept this, the better it will be for you." He said in a whisper, pressing his lip against my ear.

I could feel some sensation from his body as he stood close to me. The sensations were nothing like I had ever felt.

"Alright, but I tell you that you can't keep me here."

"I can see that you are stubborn." He said with a smirk. "Well, let's watch."

With that, he walked out of the room slightly moving me aside. I could feel the door lock. I ran to the knob and turned it, but it didn't open.

"Hey, you let me out, please," I said hitting on the door. "You really can't keep me in here."

Tired of hitting the door and shouting, I slid down the door with my head in my hands. I have just been locked in the room and not just by anyone but by my mate.

I was also in the Dark pilot pack, where I could be killed at any time. Did my mate bring me here to be killed?

Does he have so much resentment for me? Why did he bring me here and lock me in this room?

If he truly is my mate then why isn't he all that good to me?

I had always thought finding my mate would be the best thing for me but now I think I am cursed.

I had thought from when he called me his mate, he would treat me like one. We will have our romantic moment together but I guess that I am wrong.

He treated me like a piece of trash, carrying me like I was a weightless sack of sand, then locking me in this room. He is so heartless and if ever I am let out of here alive, I will flee to somewhere far.

I sat on the floor of the room my so-called mate left me. He left me in the room with nothing, nothing to eat, and nothing to do. I got up to my feet, tired of sitting on the floor. I looked around the room and felt that it looked like a male's room. It had my mate's scent, so I guess it was his room.

The room looked dull. Its paintings were dark, and I guess that he likes dark colors, but it was too dull. There was no formal painting on the wall. It was too dull but not as dull as the color in my pack.

I hope I won't be made to clean this room like I had always done in the other pack even when I had a mother.

"Hello." I heard and turned around to see who it was who called me.

I saw a little girl enter through the door. I smiled looking at her. She stood by the door and smiled back.

She was a tall girl with a little face. She had dark hair with a pointed nose. She had dark eyes and a sexy lip.

I can say, she is very beautiful. The dress she wore made her look like a princess.

"Hello," I smiled, waving to her awkwardly as I felt confused.

"Jason sent me here to stay with you so you won't feel bored."

I nodded my head to him. At least, I could call my mate Jason. Thankfully, he sent someone to be with me.

"His name is Jason," I said to be assured.

"Yes, the person who brought you here is Jason."

I jerked not wanting to act so strange.

"Alright, Jason," I said.

She smiled, looked at me, and introduced herself. "I am Catherine."

"And I am Bella," I said smiling back.

"Alright Bella, let's go for a walk around the house. You should get to know various areas in here."

"Sure, it will be nice Catherine. Let's go." I said, earning a smile from her.

"That's great." She said excitedly.

We walked out of the room, and she began showing me around. I noticed people staring at me, but I didn't care. I knew they were thinking of who I was and the reason I was in their pack house.

I could hear their whispers as they spoke about me.

"Do you know the reason I am here?" I asked Catherine who smiled.

"Yeah, I know. You are Jason's mate, after all." She replied, and I huffed as I saw her hideous smile.

She is hiding something from me.

"Speaking of it, I would like to know where your Alpha is."

"He isn't here." She replied, but I wasn't buying it.

"You do know that you are lying," I said.

"I can't answer you, yet." She replied. "It's not me to answer you."

I nodded and followed her. She led me to a kitchen, and everyone stopped their work, staring at me.

"Hi everyone, this is Bella." Catherine introduced.

"She doesn't look like our type." A lady said.