Submissive Mate to the Dark Lord

VOLDEMORT'S POV

"Severus," i hissed."That fucking traitor?" I wrap my hand around his throat, he whimpered.

"He is not my mate, he is NOT your mate. HE is a fucking traitor, he will never be in my bed not yours, understood." He shakes his head and my hand around his throat tightens.

"He's our mate, Voldy, don't say that. He was so happy when i told him," he whimpers and pleads for my to let him go.

"Yeah, happy to try to stab me in the back." I yank him close and hiss," NOT OUR MATE."

He whimpers and nods quickly. I let go of his throat then grab his arm dragging him out of the cell.

"Clean this mess up, Bella."

She bows but i pay no attention. I look down and feel guilt grip my heart when i looked at his tear stained face. "Fuck."

Back at HOGWARTS, SEVERUS POV

I was making a potion and instantly grabbed at my chest, it felt as if my heart was being squeezed. It got harder and tighter until i eventually collaspe to the ground. Voldemort rejected me, i know it, tears start to form in my eyes. I know he did, this what mates feel when they get rejected. Mates go into immense pain and sometimes die when rejected. Harry hasn't rejected me, i can feel it. I bite my lip to hold in the apin but it came too much. A scream ripped from my throat as the pain became unbearable. Tears finally fell before darkness took over two faces and names came into my mind."Harry, Tom."

TBC.