Mated To The Alpha King. - Chapter 3: Chapter 3

Raven’s POV
I clutched my chest as if that would ease the unbearable pain crushing me from the inside. My breath came in short gasps, and my vision blurred with the flood of tears spilling down my cheeks. My mate. The one the Moon Goddess has destined for me, was leaving, and he was leaving with my sister.
How could he not feel the bond? How could he not sense me the way I sensed him? My wolf whimpered in my mind, still silent and withdrawn, as if the betrayal had shattered her spirit just as much as it had mine. She hadn't spoken to me since the moment I saw him standing next to Olivia, his hand resting protectively on her lower back. That touch was mine. He was mine.
I dragged myself up from the floor, my hands trembling as I gripped the edge of my bed. The window was still open, and the cold night air did nothing to soothe the fire of rage and heartbreak burning inside me. I forced myself to watch, even though it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest with every passing second.
Olivia turned, her face glowing with excitement as she wrapped her arms around him. He leaned in and whispered something in her ear, making her laugh. My stomach twisted violently. That laugh was supposed to be mine. Those whispered words—meant only for me. My nails dug into my palms, the pain grounding me even as my world crumbled.
I wanted to scream, to run outside and tell him. Tell him the truth. That Olivia was nothing more than a thief, a liar, a traitor. That I was his fated mate, not her. That he was mine.
But I couldn’t.
My father made sure of that.
His warning echoed in my mind like a sinister whisper: “Stay quiet, Raven. You don't deserve him. Olivia is the perfect Luna, not you.”
I had wanted to fight back, to tell him that he was mistaken. That the bond wasn’t something he could change with a few cruel words and manipulation. But the look in his eyes told me he wouldn’t listen. He had already made his decision, already chosen Olivia over me. His real daughter. His real heir.
I clenched my jaw, my whole body trembling as the car pulled away from the pack house, the sound of the tires against the gravel fading into the night. A piece of me left with them. A piece I would never get back.
A sob escaped my lips, raw and broken. My wolf whimpered again, but still refused to surface. I needed her. I needed her strength. But she was just as lost as I was.
I felt sick.
Betrayal wrapped around me like chains, suffocating, and heavy. My own father had handed over my mate to her. My own blood. The sister who had never once treated me like family, who had taken everything from me since the moment we were born. And now, she had taken the one thing that was truly mine.
I stumbled away from the window, my knees buckling beneath me as I collapsed onto my bed. My hands fisted the blankets, my nails digging into the fabric as I let out a silent scream. Why?
Why didn’t he feel it? Why didn’t he look at me the way I looked at him? The way Olivia looked at him—like he was hers?
Had the Goddess made a mistake?
No. No, she wouldn’t. The bond wasn’t something that could be faked. He was mine. I was meant to be by his side, not Olivia. But she had taken him. They had taken him.
And I had let them.
My body shook violently as the reality of my situation sank in. I had nothing left.
No mate. No family.
Just pain.
Tears soaked my pillow as I curled into myself, my breath coming in ragged gasps. My chest ached with a hollowness I had never felt before. And for the first time in my life, I realized something that sent a shiver down my spine.
I wasn’t just heartbroken.
I was alone.
And I had no one except my wolf.
Then I heard the door creak open. I was reluctant to move. I buried my face in the pillow as the door burst open. I felt footsteps approaching my bed, so I raised my head to see my father, a smile on his face.
“What do you want, Father?” I yelled at him, the first time I had ever done that—but at this point, I didn’t care. He was a stranger to me.
He took a long breath before speaking. “I just came to see how you are doin...”
“Or came to see if I was broken by your betrayal?” I spat at him, cutting off his sentence.
My father’s smile didn’t falter, but his eyes darkened slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them. He took a step closer, his towering presence making the room feel even smaller.
“You should watch your tone, Raven,” he said smoothly, as if he wasn’t the one responsible for my suffering. As if he hadn’t just handed over my mate like I was nothing.
I sat up, my hands gripping the sheets tightly. “Or what?” My voice was hoarse, laced with pain. “You’ve already taken everything from me. What more could you possibly do?”
His lips curved into a smirk, but there was no warmth in it. “You act like this is the end, but it’s not. You’re stronger than you think, Raven. You’ll learn to accept your place.”
“My place?” I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head. “And where exactly is that, Father? In the shadows? Watching my mate love someone else? Watching my so-called family betray me over and over again?”
He sighed, feigning disappointment. “Olivia was always meant to be Luna. You were never fit for the role, and you know it.”
A growl rumbled in my throat, my wolf stirring faintly at his words. I wasn’t fit? I had trained harder than Olivia ever had. And yet, none of it mattered. Because in his eyes, I was never good enough.
“Why?” My voice cracked as I looked into the face of the man who was supposed to protect me. “Why do you hate me so much?”
For a moment—just a moment—something flickered in his expression. Guilt? Regret? But it was gone instantly, replaced by cold indifference.
“You were never meant to be here,” he said simply, as if those words didn’t cut me deeper than any blade ever could. “Now, stop this pathetic display. Olivia and your mate will be happy together, and you will stay out of their way. Do you understand me?”
Rage burned through me, hotter than ever before. I wanted to lash out, to scream, to make him hurt the way he had hurt me. But I knew it wouldn’t matter. Nothing I did would ever matter to him.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, my nails digging into my palms. “Get out.”
I yelled at him, my voice sharp and raged. “And don’t you dare think you have a daughter named Raven from now on,” I spat, hatred evident in my voice.
He tilted his head slightly, as if contemplating my reaction, then let out a small chuckle. “As you wish.”
He turned and walked toward the door, pausing only once to glance over his shoulder.
“You’ll see, Raven. This is for the best.”
And then he was gone.
I stared at the closed door, my body trembling with barely contained emotion.
How was he able to do it? How did my father and Olivia manipulated the mate bond? This was something I need to investigate But first, I needed to escape, I must leave this pack, and I will leave tonight.