Mate vs Mistress

Celine


"Yes, I have sent the money to him. Hopefully, it'll be enough for the next few days, I'll try to arrange more before I can send it once again." I told her on the phone, being careful to not speak out loud even though the door was locked. "Sebastian's not really coming to me, nowadays, most of the time he'd be around his damn mate or in his office, I'm not getting the chance to ask for his credit card, that's why I'm unable to arrange the amount I was supposed to."

I could not risk anyone hearing me especially that fucking Sebastian Valdez.

"You know the amount might not be enough for him, especially after the destruction Sebastian made at his hiding spot. He can't stay there anymore."

"I know, but Vincent shouldn't have tried to pull such a stunt when he was told to stay underground after our last plan failed. Why did he even plan something like that with that stupid guy whose mind only revolves around money? He could have just asked me about it," I let out a frustrated sigh, "Every time he does something stupid and the problems land over my head! Neither did he succeed in killing that bloody Sebastian, nor he managed to do anything that could have helped us in our plan. All he did is—Made everything even more complicated. I am tired of his nature and lack of patience."

"You know why he is doing all of it, Celine. He is not impatient but yes, he is unable to suppress the want for revenge anymore. After me, he's the one who has been fighting for the longest time."

"Yes, I understand. But he knows the main plan right, we'll take advantage of his weakness that is right in front of us. We can't rush things like this," I let out, my anger fading upon her words, "You really need to make him understand that he can't just keep trying to kill Sebastian over and over again, we need to be aware of each of our movements. We can't let him doubt, because once the doubt enters his mind, he'd begin to stay alert and none of us would be able to accomplish our mission."

"Don't worry, I'll talk to Vincent about it. But you need to stay aware of your surroundings too, Athena has begun to doubt your intentions, she is smarter than we thought," She added, "She shouldn't get any clue to prove anything and talk to Sebastian about it. You and I both know, no matter how ruined he is, when it'll be about his mate, he'll choose her over everything and she's the one he'd trust."

"I am aware of it, that bitch has already turned out to be a huge problem for me but I can't exactly wipe her off from my way because she'd the key to Sebastian's weaknesses and that is the way the only way to destroy him and finish both of them," I rubbed my forehead, running my hand down to my mouth as exhaled a heavy breath.

"You are smart enough and I have no doubt that you won't give her any chances to ruin our plan, just let things settle down for a bit and give time to let these events slip away from their minds and then only we'll make our final move," She said, "Take care of yourself."

"You also take care of yourself and Vincent too," I spoke, "I'll take of everything here, don't worry."

We finally cut the call and I put my phone down.

I knew Sebastian was not going to come to my room today because I'd seen him reaching the mansion injured and covered in marks and bleeding wounds and heading to his room.

Certainly, there was Athena too and there was no chance he was going to get here to me after getting to see the sight of that bitch.

I did not really care about what that demon felt for his mate, surely I did not have any emotional attachments to him. Whatever I did, everything I did was because of my motive.

Revenge— My only mission was revenge.

And I'd get it at any cost.

All I needed was for him to let go of his curse....once he does that, the game was all ours to play.


Athena



I found myself alone in the room when I woke up in the morning.

Though it was the morning yet I did not have any energy left within me. I was just so tired and my body refused to move. It was not only physical pain but the emotional damage Sebastian caused me also played a big role in this.

The memories of last night did not fade even the tiniest bit, but Knowing that Sebastian would want me at the breakfast table, I gathered myself to hurriedly freshen up and changed my clothes. Just when I was about to walk downstairs, the opened on its own revealing a maid with a tray in her hand.

"Mam, Alpha has told me to bring your breakfast to your room." She politely informed.

"Oh," My lips parted ever so slightly in surprise, "Come in."

I'd not anticipated this to happen.

However, I stepped aside to let her enter the room, and she walked in before she let the tray rest on the nightstand.

"Has Sebastian gone out?" I asked.

"No, Alpha's in his study," She informed.

That was strange. Usually, Sebastian would leave for his office but today he made an exception. I did not know why, but there was this urge within me that wanted to know the reason.

"Would you mind telling me where his study room is?" I found myself asking, even though I had no intention to go and see him.

"It's just across the library," she told, "But mam, Alpha has specifically prohibited anyone from going to his study, he does not want to be disturbed."

"I see..." I hummed, before I walked up to the bed, "I won't be going there, don't worry. You can leave now."

With a polite nod, she walked out of the room, slowly closing the door behind her as she did.

I picked up the glass of water and took a few gulps of water, trying to soothe my dry throat.

This was not usual. Whether it was evident or not, there was surely something going on in Sebastian's head. It had not been long since I'd met him but I knew him enough, this mate bond made me understand him more than he intended to let me.

Could it be about something that happened after he went to find Vincent Thompson? Last night, Sebastian have come all injured and enraged.

So, something must have happened there.....

But what could it be? I needed to find it out!
The Cursed Alpha's Captive: Athena's Agony
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