Liam's POV
I woke in the middle of the night, just hours before the celebration. Blinking the haze from my eyes, I realized Hazel was lying beside me. Grinding my teeth, I carefully slipped away from her without disturbing her sleep—something that took more effort than I would've liked.
For a moment, I just stared at her sleeping face, and the familiar wave of disgust washed over me. Every time I whispered those hollow sweet words to her, it drained me. Each time we lay together, it felt less like passion and more like a wound to my pride—feeding her desires before my own.
She was unbearable. If not for the reckless stunt she pulled the other day—threatening to end her life—I wouldn't have wasted a second glance on her.
My chest burned with dissatisfaction as I left the room. That encounter had left me restless, unsatisfied. I wanted more, needed more. And she simply wasn't enough.
Without hesitation, I strode into the wing where my mistresses stayed, stopping at a familiar door. I pushed it open without knocking. A woman lay draped across the bed in a silk nightdress.
Sensing my presence, she stirred, eyes flying open in surprise—only for a slow smile to spread across her lips as she slid gracefully off the bed.
"I didn't expect you at this hour," she said softly.
"I couldn't endure another moment beside her," I replied coolly.
Skyler's lips curved into a sly smile. "Why? Didn't she satisfy you?" she teased. "I heard her screams all through the night, so I figured you both must've had a good time," she added with a mocking grin.
My lips twitched. "Satisfied? You and I both know she could never satisfy me, Skyler .Every moment with her feels like torment. I have to stay cautious, careful with every touch, just to avoid raising suspicion. She's nothing but a burden," I said with clear frustration.
I loathed not being fully in control. Pleasing her? The thought alone was absurd. Why should she be pleased when her role was to ensure my satisfaction? What good was she if she couldn't even manage that?
I was the Alpha—my will was absolute.
"Then why not get rid of her? She's proven useless more than once," Skyler said with a scowl.
"No," I snapped firmly. "Remember the plan." Everything was still moving as it should. "For now, it's better that she feels nothing, especially since the mate bond is broken," I said, sliding my hand to skyler's waist.
I could never forget the agony I endured the night Hazel tried to take her own life. The pain was unbearable, and I had no choice but to order Skyler to find a witch who could brew a potion to sever the bond. Only then was I free to be with whoever I wanted—without Hazel's hold over me.
"So, how long do you have to keep her?" She asked, sounding a bit impatient as she slowly took off her clothes, teasing me to see my reaction.
I felt my trousers getting tighter the more I watched her as she proceeded to take off her underwear. She tossed it on my body while she stood stark naked with no piece of cloth on her body.
My Adam's apple pulped up and down in desperation. My gaze went from her collar bones to the Twin Peaks that were hardened under my scorching gaze. I finally tore my gaze from the soft mountains to her face, and I saw her aching question brow.
"I can't send her away. The plan is to make sure she gives birth to my child then we kick her out," the plan was simple, but the process was hard, especially when I had to make love with her every night. I had consoled myself several times that once she got pregnant, I would no longer touch her. Besides, she could no longer feel pain when I am with my mistresses.
But once she provides me with an heir, I would kick her out of the kingdom.
"Besides, you're the only one I want besides me," I mumbled, walking towards her. I wrapped my hand around her waist and yanked her closer. I pressed her closer, my hand grabbing her ass tightly.
She gasped in pleasure as I threw her on the bed, eyes were filled with pleasure, and separated her legs for me. Among all my mistresses, she was different. She made me feel complete, and she changed my mind about things, including my view of Hazel.
She made me realize I deserve someone better than Hazel. And if it wasn't for the fact that I wanted my heir from my mate, just because of the strength that comes with the connection.
Ripping my clothes off, I immediately crawled to her, my eyes stuck on her honeypot that I wanted to devour. Holding her leg, I pulled her towards me before burying my seeds inside her mouth.
After taking my time devouring, I pulled her by the hair, and she bit her bottom lip, something she knew always turned me on. She placed herself between my legs as she started pleasuring me. I groaned, holding tightly onto the sheets while tightening my hand on her hair."Let me satisfy you then," she whispered seductively.
The next morning, I woke to find her lying beside me. I ordered a fresh set of clothes before returning to my chambers. After dressing quickly for the celebration and finishing my preparations, I made my way toward the hall.
I exchanged a few polite conversations with different groups, but midway through one, my eyes wandered and caught sight of Hazel and Skyler talking. Skyler's expression was tight with a frown.
I started toward them but halted when Skyler's sharp retort reached my ears. Letting out a heavy sigh, I realized there was no point in keeping up the charade any longer. Turning away, I resolved to end the act for good. She wasn't worth the effort, and I was exhausted from pretending to find joy and satisfaction in her company.
I wanted nothing more to do with her—and I intended to be rid of her without delay.