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'He is choosing me for breeding because he knows that I might die at the time of delivery. This will keep his fated mate safe. After that, he will live happily with his pup and his mate. Or he hates her so much that he is prioritizing me to make her life a living hell.' She couldn't understand what was going on in Wylder's mind. Most importantly, the way his beast behaved with her earlier. He was holding her in his arms as if she was his prized possession.
"I will try to paint tomorrow with a calm mind," Arabella spoke. She didn’t know why he was asking her to paint, but then, she could at least try, right? She remembered how she completed the sketch of that man. So, maybe... maybe she could paint as well.
Who knew?
*
"Go straight to the room. I will be there in fifteen minutes." Wylder said once they finished their dinner. Wylder went to check on Aiden and apologized to him.
"In this way?" Arabella asked, looking at his buttocks. He chuckled and walked out of there. She ran behind him to check whether he was going to wear something or not, and a faint smile appeared on her lips when Wylder grabbed a pair of shorts from one of the guards.
‘He might have his mind linked for bringing short for him.' She mentally thought and kept looking at his naked back now. She was planning to keep staring at his back until she could see him.
Wylder was about to take a left and disappear from her sight when he halted and turned around. A smile appeared on her face, and it remained there on her lips even after he was nowhere to be seen. She kept smiling and walked towards Wylder’s bedroom, but...
It was locked.
She sighed and mentally slapped herself for trying to open the door without unlocking it. She entered the room through the pin of the lock. The smile on her face disappeared when she saw the whole room decorated with scented candles and red roses.
‘What the…’
"What are you doing here?" She heard Tiara’s voice, and her head darted in Tiara’s direction. She was dressed in super sexy red lingerie. Arabella stared in awe at her figure. "I asked you, what are you doing here? This is Wild’s room. Don’t you know that?"
"I know," Arabella said. "But you’re asking this question to the wrong person. I’m here because Alpha Miller wants me here. What are you doing, by the way?" She asked, arching her eyebrow.
"How dare you talk to me like that?" She yelled at Arabella.
"With my mouth, I guess," Arabella responded. No, she was literally not trying to get on her nerves; she was just being herself.
"Get out of my room," Tiara shouted, pointing towards the door, but Arabella ignored her and went into the closet to get one of Wylder’s shirts or t-shirts to wear. "Didn’t you hear me? I told you to get out." Tiara came running behind her, while Arabella just ignored her.
All she had in her mind was what Wylder had told her.
"I thought you were a decent omega who was going to his breeder, but I didn’t know you were planning to be his mistress," Tiara said. Arabella shrugged her shoulders and slipped out of her clothes to wear Wylder’s t-shirt.
"That’s my mate’s t-shirt." Tiara snatched it from Arabella’s hand. Arabella grabbed another one and wore it confidently. "You…" She raised her hand to hit Arabella when she grabbed it angrily.
"Listen to me, Barbie doll. Don’t mess with me because if I feel even just 1% that you’re not good for Alpha Miller, then I will make sure that you will be out of his life." Arabella threatened, jerking her hand away.
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#TBC
