Chapter 2 Mistake

Ava woke up from the morning light peeking out from the small opening in the window. Her sleepy eyes scanned her surroundings only to realize she was not in a familiar environment, her eyes immediately snapped wider. She wanted to sit up, but a large hand caged her to the bed. What's worse is she was naked on the bed, her breast out of the sheet that covered her waist down to her legs. Her breath hitched.

Like rushing wind, the event of the previous night came flooding into her memory, she had caught Anthony in bed with Cynthia, and she left for a bar and matched to a man whom she ended up with in bed.

She carefully turned her head to see the man still asleep with his face calm and relaxed. His masculine and expensive scent filled her nose. She couldn't deny the danger that radiated from him, the way he took her.

Her heart did a flip when she recalled how he had claimed her last night. How his blue eyes gazed intensely at her as they fucked. His rough hands on her skin, his lips against her skin, the way her body couldn't help but respond to his every touch. The way he cussed as he fucked her. How he went over and over until she fell asleep while at it.

She slept with a complete stranger.

She bit her lips as she shut her eyes, "What have I done?" She asked herself in a low murmur.

Trying to regulate her breathing, she slowly and carefully took the man's large arm off her small waist. She needed to leave before he woke up.

"Shit!" She cussed under her breath when she tried to get up but she was arching all over and even in places she never thought could ache.

She put on her clothes and picked up her bag, she finally glanced at the man one last time,

"Thank you?" She cocked her head, not knowing if she should appreciate him or not.

Ava sighed then walked out of the room. The moment the door closed, Kyle opened his eyes, and a slow smirk appearing on his lips as he stared at the door. His blue eyes were void of any sleep.

He had been awake since she woke up, he didn't move though. He was mesmerized by her, the lady. She was completely different, that was for sure.

Kyle took out his phone, he sent a text,

"I need to know the identity of the lady I left with last night" He threw the phone on the bed immediately he clicked send. His fingers raked through his black curly hair as he recalled the night.

The fuck!

"Perfect" he murmured with dark eyes.

He wasn't the kind to give in to any lady, but she was completely insane to come to him and he could tell that it was because she didn't know who he was. But what caught his attention once again was that she was a virgin. She gave her first time to him, why exactly would she do that with a stranger?

He recalled the hurt he saw in her eyes and he wondered who exactly would hurt such perfection.

The ringing tone pulled him out of his thoughts, and he answered absentmindedly,

"Hm,"

"I have sent the information about the girl, sir. Her name is Ava," James informed.

"Ava...." He drawled, trying her name on his lips. "Nice name" he added.

"Boss, Slate had asked that we can meet him at the warehouse. He said the stolen items have been returned," James informed and Kyle raised his brows.

"That's fine. Inform him that we would be there by 10 am and he should be there also," Kyle replied before hanging up. He was eager to see the information about Ava.

'Ava Ryan, Daughter of Beta Ryan, soon to be Luna of Dominion pack....'

Kyle's brows remained raised as he read through the details. His eyes flicked with something dangerous when he was done reading the information sent to him by his right-hand man, he hummed,

"Soon to be Daughter-in-law to Alpha Matthew... I wonder what they would say when they find out that their daughter-in-law has a one-night stand a day before her wedding and with whom... How cute"

He chuckled,

"I'm coming little wolf, don't miss me too much," he grinned before his fingers began to fly through his phone's keyboard.

'Let Slate know that something came up and we would meet him in the evening at the warehouse. We have a wedding to attend and I really do not want to miss it.'

Kyle's smirk deepened.

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Ava rushed home; she just wanted to wash off herself and the memory of last night away. Today was her mating ceremony. She got into her house only to find Anthony on the couch. Her stomach dropped as she stared at the man who wasn't supposed to be in her house but his, preparing for their mating ceremony.

"Anthony," she breathed out, "What are you doing here?" She struggled to say. Her eyes fixed on the man as she became self-conscious.

Anthony slowly and casually got up from the chair. His sharp eyes narrowed at her, he began to walk towards her in slow short slides,

"Where were you last night?" He asked.

Ava gulped, her mind running and wandering for an excuse to give. She didn't expect to see the man in her house.

"I... I was busy... busy with the preparation and all" she replied. Her heart beating so loud in her chest as she took a step backward when she saw how close he was.

"Really?" He asked, and then his eyes locked on her neck.

She nodded, gulping down her nervousness.

Anthony raised his hand causing Ava to flinch but he reached for her neck and caressed a spot, trailing it down gently, down to her shoulders. Ava felt a cold shiver as she swallowed, her heart beating so fast.

"Who were you with last night, Ava?" His voice is more dangerously cold than the first time, his eyes locked on the marks from last night.

Ava's blood ran cold, her eyes almost teary as she replied with a pounding heart,

"No one"

"No one" He repeated, his eyes scanning her neck, her shoulders, and down to her chest. Anger flinched through his eyes, and his jaws clenched as he spat,

"You look me in the eyes and you lie to me!" He landed a resounding slap across her face that caused her to fall down to the couch.

"Ah!" Ava screamed, her hand clenched her cheek that is now red and burning.

Anthony has never laid hands on her before, never. Her heart broke along with the dam of tears, as tears continued to rush down her eyes.

"You went to fuck a whore before your wedding day?!" He yelled at her, "You slut!"

Ava dodged the second time he tried to lay hands on her, she yelled, "I saw you, too. I saw you with Cynthia. You're fucking my best friend!" She shouted, her heart now fuming in rage too. He wasn't the only one angry, she was angry too.

He was fucking her best friend! The betrayal was worse than hers.

Anthony froze when he heard her words, his fingers clenched into fists.

"We promised to keep ourselves," she choked. She wished this could be different. She wished they could just both apologize to each other and swear never to do this again.

But raged Anthony sneered,

"You slept with a whore because I slept with your friend?" He asked like it was nothing and this only broke Ava's heart some more.

"I am a man, I can do what I wish to do with any woman, your friend or not. But you, you have no right! As a woman, you are meant to keep yourself and submit your body to your man only! I own you!"

Ava's eyes widened at his sick mentality. He could cheat on her and she can't? She was tied to him and he isn't?

"Anthony---"

She barely had time to brace herself when another slap struck her face. The force of the slap caused her body to hit the wall hard, and she whined in pain. She fell to the ground, and the metallic taste of blood spread through her lips.

Grabbing her chin hard causing her to whine some more, he ordered, "You better get dressed, whore. We are both pushing through with this wedding, our parents and family members are waiting for us. I refuse to be a disgrace like you, be ready in an hour. And don't you dare tell a single soul or else..."

Anthony left the words hanging as his grip on her chin dropped and he walked out.

Ava sobbed. She hated him, she wanted to refuse him, reject marrying him, but she couldn't. Her parents would kill her, but she dare not.

Her world has completely crumbled; this is not the Anthony she once knew.