This time I wasn't going to just let him go without letting him know what I had in mind. I can't let him continue treating me like I didn't matter at all.

"My family won't be happy with you. And most importantly, they won't be happy with me," I explained.

"I am the Alpha. I don't think I should bloody care what anyone thinks. I am not ready to see your family and if they cannot deal with it, then they had better find a way to come see me instead."

Hearing him say that made me angry. Why in the world would he say that about my family?

I didn't hide my anger as I said, "It is an essential rite that you meet with them."

"And I said I am not ready for that. Are you suddenly hard of hearing?"

"I am not."

That was a first for me. For the first time since I began staying with him as his mate, I was actually dishing him a response. I feel like I am possessed as much as I know what came over me.

"Don't talk back at me, Ivy!"

I gave him something akin to a death stare hoping he would realize the mistake he just made.

My name wasn't Ivy!

BLUE:

"What is it?" he quizzed when he noticed how I was staring at him.

"You just called me Ivy..."

He shrugged. "So?" was what he said before walking away from me.

That wasn't a coincidence. Ivy must be the name of the girl I saw him with. And she must mean a lot to him for him to mix up her name with mine.

I was Lorenzo's mate but he has never treated me like one since I moved in with him. He kept treating me more like a property that he owned and could discard any time he wanted.

I had been warned before doing what I did but I chose not to listen because I loved and still love Lorenzo. I guess I was just a fool then.

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Evening came and I had to join the omegas to cook dinner. I shouldn't even be in the kitchen in the first place as there was enough omegas to handle that but Lorenzo always insisted on me doing the cooking because I had the 'best hands'.

Once I was done cooking, I went to set up the dinning table for myself and Lorenzo. I was almost through with that when he got to the dinning area and immediately said: "Set the table for an extra."

I stopped what I was doing and looked at him. "Are we expecting a guest?" I asked.

Without looking at me, he responded: "Yes."