The Cursed Triplet Alphas' Fated Mate-Chapter 22: A normal Conversation

Angelo’s pov

"So, how have you been these days?" I asked as we continued to dance. Her hair was styled in such an elegant way, making her appear so regal. Up close, she looked more beautiful, and she smelled so freaking good that I wanted to bury my face in her throat and take a deep inhale.

"Do you really want a genuine answer though? Last I remembered, you kidnapped me. Against my own will. And now you ask how I am? I don’t think you care enough to ask me this." She bit out, her eyes narrowed at me as she gave me a scalding once over.

I winced a little, knowing I deserved that.

"I’m sorry about that, really. I guess I never apologized about that, so this is me telling you how sorry I am for doing that." I murmured and she gave me a doubtful look, mixed with surprise.

"You’re apologizing? WOW." She breathed out and I laughed a little.

"What does that mean? Of course I am." I pointed out and she laughed a little, a melodic tinkering laugh.

"Well, that was just so shocking because I kind of thought you’d be like Damon. He’d rather chew grass than apologize." She snipped with an eye roll and I laughed again.

She wasn’t wrong. That was just Damon. He hated apologizing and almost never does it.

"We might be triplets, but we have different personalities." I pointed out and she hummed, looking me over again, with less scorn in her eyes this time.

"I can definitely see that." She murmured and I hummed as I tugged her closer to me. She stiffened as her chest pressed into mine and she bit on her bottom lip before peering up at me, and the look on her face tugged at something primal within me before she cleared her throat and tried to pull away, but I tightened my hold on her waist.

"Do we have to stand so... closely?" She demanded and I hummed as I spinned her around before tugging her flushed against me again.

"Not really, but you’re so gorgeous tonight and also smell so good, so I couldn’t stop myself." I responded and she let out a huff of disbelief.

"I guess I spoke too soon, you’re as bad as Damon."

I couldn’t even find it in me to be annoyed. Usually, any woman I decide to dance with in balls like this would be over the moon with happiness. However, Sue isn’t hiding the fact that she’d rather be anywhere else but here.

"Don’t judge Damon too rashly, you just don’t understand him." I explained and she scoffed.

"Well, if he starts talking and explaining himself for once, then I can start knowing him a little, don’t you think so?"

"you’re so mouthy." I breathed out and she huffed before ducking her head.

"Just, give him some time, he’ll come around soon. He’s supposed to have explained our reason for kidnapping you and I’m guessing he’ll do so soon, then you’d understand why we had to." I explained and she sighed.

"Why don’t you explain to me right now? Waiting on Damon is gonna take forever." She lamented and I resisted the urge to snort.

"Just exercise a little patience, and keep in mind that we’d have rather wooed you and gradually get to know you instead of kidnapping you and forcing you into this situation. We just had no other choice."

She pursed her lips but didn’t end up responding. We continued to dance till she spoke this time.

"Are all your betrothed brides here tonight?" She asked and I stiffened at the mention of my betrothed before nodding tensely.

"Yes, unfortunately."

She hummed as she continued. "So, what do you all plan to do with me since you have brides you’ll one day get married to?"

I shook my head with a scoff. "Oh, no. We never intend to get married to our betrothed. It’s just so peace can still be held between our packs and the packs of our betrothed. The arranged marriage was created to end a long war."

"We’re in the works of conquering their packs. After doing that, we’ll have no reason to still remain engaged to them then we’ll instantly call it off." I revealed and her eyes widened a little.

"So, you plan to also conquer my father’s pack like these other packs?" She asked and I hummed as I nodded.

"We’re not killing everyone in these packs or something, we’re just gonna rule over them. After conquering all the packs in this country, we’ll become the alpha of alphas." I drawled and she frowned as she regarded me with confusion.

"Isn’t that cruel?"

I snorted. "No, kitten. That’s just how it’s supposed to be."

I cooed and she instantly bristled, her cheeks coloring fast.

"Don’t call me that." She snapped sharply.

"Why? Whenever you frown, you remind me of a cute, little kitten."

This time, she bristled again, rage curling in her eyed as she glared at me.

"You’re even worse than Damon!"

"What a fine compliment from a gorgeous woman." I crooned as I pulled her flushed against me, knocking a gasp from her throat as she glared at me.

"Go fuck yourself." She gritted out and I laughed,

She’s so feisty.

"I’d rather fuck you instead."

Her mouth fell open in disbelief and she struggled for sorting to say in response for the first few seconds.

"I- I- you must be crazy. I’m not your betrothed in case you’re confused."

I leaned down as I spoke this time. "If you must know, I don’t fuck my betrothed." I drawled and she rolled her eyes.

"Liar." She hurled at me.

"I’m serious."

"So you’re saying you’ve never bedded her before? Not even once?" She asked and I felt the sides of my mouth twitch as I leaned down again, resting my ear against her mouth as I spoke.

"Why? Are you jealous?"

This time, she spluttered again before trying and failing to wiggle out of my hold.

"Why the fuck would I be? You can bed the entire country for all I care." She snapped but I rolled my eyes as I placed my mouth by her ear again.

"You know, it’s okay for you to feel jealous since you’re my mate." I drawled and the look in her eyes was so murderous, I had no doubt that she’d stab me if she had a knife on her right now.

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