Mated To The King’s Gamma novel Chapter 50

Abbie Two days had passed, and Kade had left me to rot in this brothel.

He came to torment me every day, so I wasn't surprised to see a woman walk in when the door opened.

However, I was surprised to find it was the woman that used to park outside the cabin.

Her heels click on the floorboards.

Today she wore a short black dress, and I could see the outline of her thong; it was that tight.

I look away, back at the wall where I sat in the corner.

She was here to inject me with more of the shit Kade had been using on me, or so I suspected.

I will not cry.

She did not deserve my tears.

I kind of wished Blaire would come back.

I wanted to know she was okay, and I hadn't seen her since the night I was brought here.

The woman crouches next to me and grips my chin, forcing me to meet her gaze.

She sneers, shoving my face away.

"Kade is on his way, and you will be on your best behavior for my husband,” she says.

I gulp.

Her words stung, but she could have him.

I wanted nothing to do with the man, and I felt foolish for not believing Gannon.

Felt stupid that I actually thought I would have some sort of happiness.

"Seems your little friend, that bitch of a Queen of yours has been asking about you, you do anything to jeopardize the life I have with Kade, and he won't be the one you need to fear.! will order every pack warrior to run through you, treat you like the home-wrecking whore you are.” she says turing her chin up at me.

I can't help but laugh.

Of course, that piece of shit's wife was just as depraved as he was.

“Must have really sucked when you learned he had a mate,"

I tell her, glaring at the woman.

She slaps me before gripping my hair and yanking my head back, making me grit my teeth.

“Accidents happen.

Remember that.

This is my pack.

Kade is my mate.

You will learn your place,” she says.

"My place isn't here.

And you should mind your own business.

Ivy will come for me,” I snarl at her, and she laughs before gripping my throat.

“Why do you think Kade is coming? To see you?” she laughs, clicking her tongue.

“Your friend won't be an issue after today.

Kade is only keeping you, so he doesn't become weak.

You do well to remember that you are nothing to him.

Just a warm hole to fuck,” she says when the door opens again.

His scent wafts to me before I see him, the bond recognizing him instantly.

I now despise the reaction he stirs.

I want his blood, and I hate that he can easily influence me the way it does.

“Ah, there are my girls.

Having a chat, I see,” Kade says, walking in wearing a tailored suit, and the woman lets me go and rises to her feet.

“Abbie dear, I see you have met my wife, Cassandra.

Pretty, isn't she?” he says, sweeping her hair off her shoulder before cupping her neck and jamming his fitthy tongue down her throat.

I avert my gaze, relishing the pain that is now coursing through my chest.

When he had finished his disgusting display of affection, he spoke with venom in his voice.

“Now, the Queen has decided she wants to video chat with you today.

She found out about Cassandra.

And you love, will convince her everything is peachy, and that you are happy here, Kade says, walking over to me and gripping my arm.

He yanks me to my feet.

Yet excitement bubbles within me.

Nobody knew me better than Ivy.

She knew my darkest secrets, my biggest shames.

She would see through any facade Kade tried to put up.

Kade pushes me on the bed and grips my face and I try to pull away from his grip.

When he kisses me, I am nearly tempted to bite his filthy tongue but learned last night not to do that after he knocked me out cold.

My jaw still throbbed even this morning.

“It won't work. Ivy will know something is wrong.” I spit at him when he stops.

"Now I had a funny feeling that you would say that, so I have a motivator for you,” he whistles, and I hear a struggle outside and a woman's shrill cries and that of a baby.

My heart leaps in my chest, and I get to my feet as a woman in lingerie is tossed on the floor on her knees, a baby clutched in her arms that was barely a few months old.

I glared at the man who shoved her before turing my attention to Kade.

“Now you will put on your best performance. Abbie, meet Stacey. Stacey, this Abbie,” he says, and I swallow as he grips her hair, ripping her head back.

"Now Stacey, Abbie, over here is the one who decides if little Jacob here is going to get to live another day,” he says.

Tears stream down her face.

The baby was bundled up, clutched in her arm, and tucked to her chest.

Her mascara runs down her cheeks as she looks at me pleadingly.

Her bright red hair stuck to her face as tears smudged her makeup and lines trekked into her foundation.

Kade reaches for the boy in her arms, but I speak before he grabs him as she tries to fight him off.

“I'll do it! You touch one hair on that baby or her head and I will refuse to do anything you ask. Leave her!"

I snap at him, and he pauses his outstretched hand.

He stands and clicks his tongue, letting her hair go, and she crawls quickly over to me, holding the baby with one hand, stopping by my feet.

Kade snarls at her and goes to grab her, but I step over her, putting myself between them.

“Seems you do have a backbone after all,’ Kade says.

“It will do you no good here.

You fuck this up, you watch them die,” he adds.

“You touch them, and you die,’ I tell him.

I was the only thing standing in the way of having Ivy get the King here.

And I knew she would cause hell in the castle for me because if our roles were reversed, I would do the same.

Kade nods and looks at Cassandra, who smiles sweetly before tugging her handbag off her shoulder.

She pulled a smaller bag out that was clear and contained makeup.

I sat on the edge of the bed, knowing exactly what would happen next.

Mrs. Daley was good at this facade, too.

When she wanted sponsors and she would cover our scars, she had plenty of times.

If I can survive that bitch, I could survive anything.

Stacey cringes away from her, and Cassandra raises her hand to hit her when Stacey accidentally bumps into her.

Rage courses through me, and I grip her wrist.

We stand off for a few seconds.

Cassandra is clearly shocked I would grab her, especially in front of Kade, who she was expecting to jump to her rescue, but he only chuckles.

“Now, now, ladies, no fighting,’ he says, sitting in the chair in the corner beside the bed.

“You don't want to jeopardize that future you want so badly, do you?"

I ask her, and she glares at me.

“You are asking for death, girlie!” she spits, yanking her arm away.

"Good thing I don't fear death.

But I bet you do,’ I tell her, and she glares at me.

I sit on the bed, and Kade clicks his fingers impatiently at her.