The Bully's Hated Mate
The Bully’s Hated Mate – Chapter 15

LUCIUS’ POV:

Immediately I dropped Cassia, she fled straight to the bathroom and locked the door. I ran after her, but all I heard was a soft click of the lock.

“Open this door, Cassia. We have to go.” I said, letting her know for the millionth time just how much we needed to go.

I didn’t hear her speak or make a sound. I was getting agitated, partly because the adrenaline still surged through my veins but at a slower speed.

I knocked on the door gently, hoping that she would at least, recognise or buy the idea that I was calmer now.

“Please, Cassia. We still have one more thing to do before we can call it a day. Come on out.” I said, gently.

All I heard were sobs and sniffles, like she was shedding tears, and I instantly went stiff. I have never seen a girl cry, never heard one cry either.

It was so new to me, and the emotions it provoked… If Damon could bite me, he would.

“Please, just go.” She said, obviously not wanting to come outside.

I was still mad at her and at the same time, I wanted to make her stop crying. By all means.

I hit the door with a bit more force and started to all away from it. I needed some kind of release from all of this crap that had just happened in one day.

Quickly, I called one of the teachers and let them know that we were not going to perform any speeches or open interviews until after we were married for sure.

The word ‘married’ tasted vile in my mouth and yet, had a sweet ending. I hated how conflicted Damon and I were on her case.

I absolutely loathed her, and Damon wanted to do everything that had her name inscribed on it. It was truly disgusting to say the least.

As I rounded the corner of the school, noticing that school hours were almost over, I let our entourage know that Cassia was not going to be riding with me, but on her own.

This level of niceness was eating my kidneys out. I needed to still punish her for disrespecting me the way he did earlier.

I also let one of the teachers know when to fetch her and let her know that she was allowed to go first and alone.

Although I wanted to add that I was still extremely mad and that I was still going to deal with her, I decided to let that information nestle deep in my heart, waiting for the right moment to spring to life.

I knew that Ariadne was waiting for me at the spot just by the side of the school where we always had a blast.

She was always wearing her seductive look but as I neared her, top button put off, I realized she was in no mood for that.

She had her face furrowed and turned away as though I breathed spite itself.

I got so close to her.

I tipped her face towards mine, and I received the second hottest slap I had ever gotten on the palms.

“So, you bring that servant girl to our school, to our territory! And announce to all that she’s your bride? Is that what she is now? Your bride?” She asked again, her expression demanding an answer.

I was going to need some sort of ointment on this palm because the way it stinged when her palms connected with mine, it spoke a higher volume of anger than she was letting on.

Somehow, it irritated me. The so called power Ariadne believed she had over to me, to the extent that she felt she could do as she pleased.

I clenched my jaw, biting back from growling ferociously. It was mostly Damon though, he hated her.

However, instead, I rubbed the now tender spot on my palm and looked at her with both anger and tiredness.

“You know that I need to do this. You know that.” I replied, carefully trying my best not to hiss as I touched the sore spot with a finger.

She eyed me up and down, bitterness swirling deep.

“Really? You’re doing this, all of this, just for your father? Lucius, you looked like you meant those words you said out there. You made me feel stupid. Why!” She yelled at me.

Goddess, what the f**k was this? I wanted to roll my eyes.

Did I really need to englighten her on all of the things I could lose if I didn’t follow the rules and put up that act out?

Yes, I said it like I meant it, and that was because I needed to sell the lie to the public.

Even though a part of me…felt something when I gave that speech, I knew it was just the stupid mate bond messing with my thoughts.

Or did she think I actually liked Cassia?

Goddess forbid it.

“Why do you think, Ariadne? You tell me? I need to do this for us. I need her to leave me, not for me to leave her. I have too much to stake, and father would never ever believe me if I were to tell him just how much I loathed her. He would take me for a jester and send me back to where I came from, no matter how many times I try. My father is a rather difficult man, Ariadne. We need patience here.” I said, trying again to hold her close but she moved back a bit.

“Patience? The nerve.” She said.

I was puzzled as to where this conversation was actually leading to.

“What do you mean?” I asked her, hoping a direct question would soathe her nerves and help me better at understanding.

She scoffed and shook her head, folding her hands. “You don’t know? Are you serious?” She asked.

I was getting more and more confused at what exactly was happening here.

“How am I supposed to maintain my reputation when I have a new person challenging me by just breathing? The same person who had me dripping in wine and other things at your banquet. And now, future Luna of my own boyfriend. There is so much to be upset about, Lucius. So much!” She said, looking at me with hurt and resentment.

“Maybe we should just…kill her.” Her voice seemed to be able to whisper, catching my gaze darkly.

I, on the other hand, felt a bitter aftertaste in my mouth just at that thought. Damon growled inwardly.

How could something like that come out of her mouth and at a time like this?

I dragged her by the arm to another part of the school.

“What the f**k do you mean by kill her? Are you deranged? We can’t kill her.” I scowled.

She kept looking at me funny

“How about we make her life miserable to the extent that she won’t want me. Not killing her — that’s off the table.” I said with a firm glare.

Regardless of my calm expression, an unexplainable rage burned within. No one kills Cassia.

She rolled her eyes and sighed, like she actually thought about it for a few more seconds.

“Fine! How do you propose that we make her life hell?” She said, ears put down and ready to listen.

“I say, we be together more than usual.” I said, a smirk already forming on my face.

I loved where this was going, and if I knew Ariadne well, she was going to love this plan so much.

“I don’t understand.” She had her brows knitted.

I nearly sighed.

“How about we spend more evenings together? In my bedroom. You let her know you’re still the one in charge. And not just that, if she doesn’t leave, we can drive her away with something else. Maybe abduct her and let her loose in another part of town. At some point, she’s bound to break.” A wicked spark got lit within me.

My wolf wasn’t happy about it, but I couldn’t care any less.

The part about the bedroom must have really appealed to Ariadne, cause a seductive smile crawled up her lips.

She drew her fingers up to my chest and caressed lightly, and while she was at it, she gave me a k**s.

“Cassia wouldn’t know what hit her.” She whispered in clear mischief.

My meeting with Ariadne was finished and luckily, it was time to go home.

Cassia brushed past me, eyes nearly red and face all spotty. She didn’t spare me one glance as she quickly got into a car and left.

I also got into another car and even though we literally tailed each other, she didn’t say a word to me till she went to my chambers.

Somehow, I felt guilt pierce at the corners of my heart, like it was my fault that she was upset.

However, I shoved those thoughts away. Who cared how she felt? Infact, I enjoyed seeing her hurt.

It seemed to be the only time she shuts up.

I didn’t want to disturb her, so I let her be and didn’t go after her. I was going to occupy myself with making sure Ariadne got into the palace in another way.

I got to work.

***

Dinner was served, and Cassia seemed to be in a better mood.

Thank goddess because I still wasn’t and my mood was affecting my eating.

She noticed but didn’t say anything. Thank goddess again, because it would have been like unleashing some kind of adrenaline hidden some where.

As I sipped my drink, my father cleared his throat. I didn’t look up at him. I was in a bit of a mood.

“Lucius. You okay?” He asked me randomly.

Of course I was ok. Why wouldn’t I be ok? I didn’t reply, I just kept on forking my lamb and putting it in my mouth.

I could feel eyes bore into me. I knew he as about to speak again but frankly, I wasn’t having it.

“Excuse me.” I said, dropping the napkin on the table and leaving the food at the table as well.

I knew how much silence echoed as I left, but I didn’t care. This burst of energy had to be released somehow and I knew exactly how.

I had no idea why I felt so irritated. Maybe it had to do with my argument with Ariadne earlier, or maybe the fact that Cassia cried because of me.

I mean, I’d always wanted her to feel bad. But why…wasn’t I feeling so good about it?

I got to my room, got my fight clothes ready and arranged.

Tonight, I was going to sneak out and do the one thing I loved except f*****g Ariadne. I was going to fight.

It had been quite a long time and frankly, I didn’t want to waste any time. I hit the showers, planning my escape.

Damon kept making fusses at me for not apologising to cassia when I could. He was sulking and he couldn’t stay still.

I didn’t have the strength to silence him or ask him to stay still. We both possessed some form of energy that could be released.

Somehow, Damon didn’t approve of the method I had chosen to release the energy.

I couldn’t recall the last time I had gone out to fight but, I recalled how much energy I released, how the adrenaline surged through me as I threw punches and hit who I couldn’t even see, in a crowd of yelling people.

My father didn’t know what it was that I did in the dead of night, and he would never know. The only problem was Cassia.

How the hell was I supposed to sneak out with someone else in my room?

Father would never approve of my methods because the place where I fought in was in rogue territory. It was strictly forbidden for pack members to be found there.

And for someone of my status? It’d even be much more of a big deal.

I came out of the bathroom, thankful that she wasn’t anywhere close to my bed or sheets.

I couldn’t handle her scent right now and frankly, we were still not in speaking terms.

I got dressed for bed, carefully hiding my fight clothes and going to bed. I was going to wait till she was fast asleep before I would sneak out into the night.

I turned away from the direction of the doors, pretending to sleep as my nostrils started to pick up her scent.

She opened the doors wide and quietly, and before long, padded over to my corner. I could smell her so much.

I was tempted to open my eyes and see what it was she was doing.

I started to hear a zipper and my instincts immediately told me, she was getting undressed. Her scent was so intoxicating, so arousing.

I hugged myself tighter, not wanting to show just how much I was aroused by her, and I needed to keep still and pretend.

Even though all I wanted to do was sneak a peak as she peeled her clothes from her body.

Damon growled, but I was going to stay this way till I had the chance to sneak out.

I waited till I heard the shower turn on. I waited till I heard her pad out of the bathroom and started to fumble in her closet.

I waited till she was swooning her pillows, and I waited for the gentle decrease in her breathing.

She was fast asleep.

I popped my eyes open, carefully walking towards my closet to take my clothes and like wind, I popped open a window and jumped down and into the night.