The Mate He Hates

Amanda’s POV

Arriving at the airport, I was able to find Beta Matthew’s god-sister. Just like him, she seemed welcoming and friendly. We got into her car, and after a few minutes’ drive, we arrived at her home, a three-story building.

“This is where I live,” she announced while getting out of the car, and I followed suit. “You have a nice place,” I complimented, and she smiled before leading me into the apartment.

Entering the apartment, I was greeted by a warm and inviting atmosphere. The decor was tasteful, with a blend of modern and rustic elements that made the space feel cozy yet stylish. Beta Matthew’s god-sister, Sophia, guided me through the rooms, showing me where I would be staying. My room was on the second floor, a lovely space with large windows that let in plenty of natural light.

“This will be your room, Amanda,” Sophia said with a kind smile. “I hope you find it comfortable.”

“It’s perfect,” I replied, taking in the soft pastel colors and the plush bed that looked incredibly inviting after the whirlwind of torture I had been through.

Sophia left me to settle in, and I sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety. The past was still fresh in my mind, and I knew it would take time to heal. But for now, I had a safe place to stay and the promise of a new beginning.

My thoughts drifted back to Alpha Edward. His words replayed in my mind, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of his grip on my hand. Despite everything, a small part of me wondered if he could truly change. But I quickly pushed the thought away. I couldn’t allow myself to be swayed by his words; he had hurt me in a way that deserved no forgiveness.

After settling down, I joined Sophia in the kitchen, where she was preparing a meal. The delicious aroma of home-cooked food filled the air, making my stomach rumble.

“Can I help with anything?” I offered, eager to distract myself from my thoughts.

“Sure,” Sophia said, handing me a cutting board and some vegetables. “It’s been a while since I’ve had company, so this is nice.”

We worked together in comfortable silence, occasionally chatting about random things, and I was glad she didn’t ask anything personal. It felt good to engage in such a normal activity, something I hadn’t experienced in a long time. The simple act of chopping vegetables and stirring pots was oddly therapeutic.

Dinner was a nice, filled with light conversation and laughter. Sophia had a way of making me feel at ease, and for the first time in a long while, I felt genuinely happy.

As the evening wore on, I retired to my room, exhausted but content. I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and allowed myself to dream about a future free from pain and fear. France was my chance to rebuild my life and discover who I was beyond the hurt and the trauma. Even if I couldn’t have my wolf back, at least I could live a happy life.

The following day, I woke up early, feeling energized. I dressed quickly and headed downstairs, where Sophia was already up, sipping coffee and reading the newspaper.

“Good morning,” I greeted her.

“Good morning, Amanda. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, thank you. I feel… different, in a good way.”

Sophia smiled warmly. “I’m glad to hear that.” She picked up a box and handed it to me. “Beta Matthew says I should give this to you.”

Opening the box, I realized it was a cell phone. “His number is already stored in it, and he says you should call him once you have received it.” I nodded and flashed a grateful smile at her. “Thank you, thank you for everything.”

“You are welcome.” She smiled and got up on her feet. “Today, I thought we could explore the city a bit. I want to show you some places I think you’ll like.”

I nodded eagerly, grateful for her kindness. “That sounds wonderful.”

“Let me dress up; I will be back,” she said before leaving.

After she left, I went through the phone and realized it wasn’t just a smartphone, but one of those expensive phones-a phone I would never dream of having.

Going through the phone, I saw Beta Matthew’s number, which was already stored, so I dialed it and placed it to my ear. It would have been easier to communicate with him if I had my wolf; I would have easily communicated with him through the mind link.

After a few beeps, the call was picked up.

“Amanda,” he called, already knowing it was me.

“Beta Matthew,” I responded.

“How are you, and how do you see France?”

I smiled. “I think I will like it here; your sister seems so nice.”

Beta Matthew chuckled from the other end. “Yes, she is, and she is happy to have you. I believe you two will make good friends.” He muttered, and it seemed he was right. It’s just a day of knowing her, and I’m already comfortable around her.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“By Monday, she will help you with your school,” he announced, and my heart fluttered with joy and gratitude.

“Thank you so much. How will I be able to pay you for all you’ve done for me?”

“You don’t have to pay me, Amanda. You are my friend, remember?”

“Thank you.”

“You are welcome, Amanda. A new life awaits you. I want you to forget all that has happened and focus on yourself.”

“I will.” I nodded.

“And don’t worry about Alpha Edward; he won’t be disturbing you. I will make sure of that.” He assured me while I swallowed nervously.

“What if he gets to know the whole truth?” A flicker of fear sparked within me, a gnawing sense that something might go terribly wrong

“And who is going to tell him? Your stepmother, who has gone missing? The seer, who is unable to see anything? Or Levi, whom I have taken care of?”

“Taken care of Levi? How?” My curiosity was piqued.

Beta Matthew sighed. “You don’t have to worry about that or anything else. Just focus on the new life ahead of you, okay?”

“Okay,” I responded, having complete trust in him.

“Very good. I must go now, but I will call you later.”

“All right, bye.”

“Take care.” He ended the call while I sucked in a deep breath. Beta Matthew was right; it’s time for me to leave all my worries behind and move on to a better life.

Sophia returned, already dressed and ready to leave. “Are you set?” she asked, and I nodded while getting up.

As we stepped out into the bright morning sun, I felt a sense of freedom. The memories of Alpha Edward and the pain he caused were still there, but they were beginning to fade, replaced by the promise of new experiences and the hope of a brighter future.

Walking through the city’s bustling streets, I allowed myself to smile, to feel the joy of simply being alive and free. This was my chance to start over, and I was determined to make the most of it.