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No | 2024-04-15 19:33 | active | 536 | 0 | 417968767512154 | Read with Your Ears➤➤ | "I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ <br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> ***<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> 4 hours earlier<br /> I woke up in a very good mood. I am finally eighteen and today is the day I find my mate. It actually depends on both sides. If they are of age, they'll find each other soon enough, seventeen is the youngest you can be when you find your mate.<br /> However, most of the time, the guy or the girl have to wait for their other half to come of age, which I think is a great idea.<br /> Yes, I'm a werewolf, specifically the current Beta's daughter and soon to be Beta's sister. The disappointment of the family. But that's okay; I'm not very inclined to make them proud or follow in their footsteps, but mostly they want Alex to do it.<br /> Don't get me wrong. I'm not abused or bullied; except for the occasional remarks, shunned from society, the usual stuff.<br /> They say I'm ugly, but I know better than to believe that. I could have been popular due to my blue eyes and gold speckles, blonde hair and hourglass figure. But I like to keep to myself. Plus my hair was naturally blonde unlike my mother's peroxide bleached hair that comes out of bottles and pricey extensions. Actually, dad and Alex both have brown hair so I don't know how I have blonde hair. For months, I even checked the roots of my hair to find some sort of discoloration to prove that even my hair was bleached. But in vain.<br /> My mom was the stereotypical cheerleader in high school while my dad was the “douche” and quarterback. Apparently they want me to be like them, and social hierarchy exists in packs as well. And my brother is following our parents footsteps, sleeping with more than half of the population, while I'm not.<br /> They revel in attention and bullying people who are lower than them, as they say. To the outside world, my family and I love each other. On the inside it’s an extreme hate relationship, something the pack is aware of except for the Alpha and Luna.<br /> If they knew the truth, my parents, Tiffany and Mark, would lose their respect and beloved Alex's position would be taken away from him. Which would obviously take his popularity down a notch. Horrifying for him. Entertaining for me.<br /> Anyways, today is also the soon-to-be Alpha's eighteenth birthday. James Rodriguez.<br /> Sometimes I wonder how someone as sweet and kind as Diana and George, produce a kid like James.<br /> In short, James is the snobby player. It’s actually really surprising how none of the girls are pregnant yet...<br /> Back to me, I dressed up with more care than usual. I wore a baby pink sundress with black gladiator sandals. I applied a bit of winged liner to make my eyes pop. I've always read stories about loving mates. Who knows how much of it is true? For all I know, it’s some made up fantasy to make mates seem like the ultimate endgame. Maybe one day, I would meet my mate and then we could run away towards the sunset............or something, I don't really care.<br /> Apparently, all mates are compatible with their other half. It’s like love at first sight and the males getting all possessive about their mates is very appealing and a turn on, or so I've heard.<br /> It's all hearsay. And I think it’s stupid. It’s like the males are all custom made robots. Why else would their behavior be so alike?<br /> And there was a paragraph about heat and shifting and marking. Maybe, my mate's gonna go all caveman on me and tear my throat out.<br /> I'm just kidding, morbid thoughts on my birthday are kind of my thing. And its wishful thinking. I don't care. He might even be an omega and I still wouldn't care. Even if he's a human, it wouldn't matter. And if he's not in this pack then..... Oh well... It's better for me. I don't want to stay in a pack where I have no respect and people treat me bad. Status had once mattered to me. But when you have parents like mine, you kind of start praying not to ever be like them.<br /> Not once did they look at me but of course, Alexander was doted on by everyone. Kids. Parents. Friends. You name it.<br /> Apparently, it's because he's a boy. And according to my mother, girls are good for getting screwed, getting hit on, obeying their men, acting flirty along, and popping out heirs.<br /> And lucky for you all, my mother happens to be exhibit A.<br /> You should all be jealous because it's not everyday that you have a live walking, talking example to show the word and tell them what a hoe your mother is.<br /> Third Person POV <br /> Nikolina walked to school as she was not allowed a car. Though Alex was the proud owner of a shiny Silver Volvo. Double standards were very common in the Reed family. She had always wanted her own car, something that was a stunning shade of bright canary yellow, but that dream was nowhere close to becoming a reality.<br /> All of a sudden, she smelt an amazing scent; peppermint and honey. Lydia purred and rolled around in happiness, barely able to contain her excitement.<br /> On searching for the source, her eyes met warm, hazel orbs. His eyes expressed lust and adoration as they raked all over her body.<br /> Realization finally hit her hard when she saw that James-freaking-Rodriguez was her mate! The next Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack. And he was Portia's long-standing boyfriend.<br /> You know what he did next? James went back to groping the head cheerleader. “Portia.... “ Oh, sorry. Rookie mistake. Portia Scott.<br /> Tears threatened to fall while her wolf Lydia whimpered, seeing her mate touch another...<br /> “Our mate is beautiful.” James's wolf, Jace said. Nikolina was more than just beautiful. Many males of the pack thought she was gorgeous but never mentioned it out loud due to the fear of facing Alex's wrath. Alex was the one to start it all: the petty insults, the hateful words and making an outcast out of her. Others had just followed his footsteps. And of course, some of the girls were shallow enough to find happiness by making Nikolina feel miserable, because they were insecure about themselves.<br /> But the main issue was, though James thought Nikolina was pretty, he would never accept her as his mate and Luna. Though she was Beta Mark's daughter and was of high status, both him and his ego considered her a nobody. He knew about the insults and he had done it as well. In his eyes, she was worthless and all everyone ever did was talk down on her and she never fought back.<br /> He couldn't have a... thing like that as his mate. Beauty just wasn't enough for him, being a ruthless woman was a requirement.<br /> “She might be beautiful but I don't want her. She's a nobody. If people know that she is my mate, I would become the laughing stock of my pack. Seriously, people walk all over her. She can never be my Luna.” That was the thought going through his mind as he sucked on Portia's neck hard enough to bruise.<br /> “Ow! You're hurting me, boo! You know Kelly has my concealer today.” Portia whined but still made no move to shove James away. She just proceeded to grind her lower body into James and trying to get as close as humanly possible without getting rid of her clothes in public.<br /> James finally pried Portia off his body and walked towards his mate. In some ways, Portia was like a bloodsucking leech or an annoying wart, never leaving without a fight.<br /> “Baby, where are you going? I need you!” Her voice was like a cat dragging its claws across a board.<br /> James just signalled her to shut up before walking towards his mate. He would do the right thing, of course, as the future Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack and give Nikolina what she deserves.<br /> He stopped in front of her and asked, “What's your name?”<br /> “Nikolina,” she stated. He soon noticed that she had no friends and no car and he felt the curious stares on his back as everyone's attention was on him.<br /> “I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ As he rejected her, Jace whimpered and cowered. And James felt bad but he knew this was the right thing to do for himself and the pack. From his perspective, Nikolina was someone who brought out the worst in people and Portia was way more deserving to be his mate and Luna, considering that she was fearless and wasn't afraid to fight dirty for her rights.<br /> James was an egoistic douche bag who mistook petty behavior for fearless but he was blinded by the greed for power and popularity.<br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. She would have collapsed if not for the anger that surged through her. She was furious. At James. The Moon Goddess. Not realizing how painful rejection was. Her fate. It was a never ending list.<br /> It felt like she was being drowned in liquid bleach, her lungs burned and she saw red. Anger took over the pain she was feeling and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.<br /> Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> “I, Nikolina Reed, accept your rejection as my mate and Alpha. I sincerely hope you get the clap!”<br /> With that, she turned on her heel and left the school premises.<br /> “Who needs a mate? Especially someone like James. People like him need girls like Portia by their sides, who cater to their whims and needs and whatever freaky carnal desire they might have.” Nikolina thought darkly. She wasn't going to give in to her pain and this rejection was the final push that encouraged her to chase after her freedom and break bonds with the family who had clipped off her wings.<br /> James felt a tiny bit of hurt realizing that she didn't even think twice before accepting the rejection and all he could wonder was how did she not burst into tears or grovel at his feet to take her back. Jace did not talk. He just whimpered, feeling the loss of his mate. Before James could think of it anymore, Portia dragged him to an empty classroom to distract her beloved Jamie boo. It seemed as if James wasn't the least bit affected by the incident with Nikolina, because his actions didn't falter as he hitched Portia's skirt up and ripped her panties, drilling her like an animal and releasing himself on her clothes and face as he left her alone to clean up.<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> “Well, he can go drill his toy as much as he wants.” I thought darkly while making my way towards home. All Lydia did was whimper. The moment I saw James, I knew something like this was bound to happen. You don't have any expectations when someone like him is supposed to be your destined mate. He was born with a big ego and he can just stuff it up his.<br /> “Maybe he regrets hurting us, you know.” Lydia whimpered.<br /> Before I could reply, searing hot pain flooded my senses. I felt myself fall on the pavement and the pain started to become more intense. It is obvious, isn't it? He's already drilling someone just minutes after rejecting me. It felt like my body was set on fire and the blistering flames charred my skin.<br /> I slowly got up and almost keeled over as my vision turned white. Dizziness washed over me. I had to clench my fists and dig my fingers hard enough to draw blood. Getting away from him and this stupid pack is my best bet. He was doing it intentionally considering the fact he knows that we're both connected unless one of us dies or gets marked by another. Walking never felt so strenuous and with every step I had to force myself to not curl up on the pavement and cry. I know I deserve someone better but I did want to cry my pain away.<br /> After what seemed like hours, the pain slowly ebbed away. Painful times ahead. The only problem is that the mate bond doesn't break even after being rejected. Only if the rejected is marked by the first mate or by another, or if one of the mates die, will the bond break.<br /> I entered my house and went to my room to pack my bags. You know, in every werewolf story the rejected mate writes letters before leaving. There's no logic to it. I mean, don't you get it? No one cares if you leave. No one cares if you die. No one cares if you slit your throat or get molested or murdered. That's the harsh truth. Why should I open my feelings on a letter make them feel pity? I can just run away and live my best life, away from them. It's not like they will send out search teams for you.<br /> I don't want pity. I can do better than that. I picked up my red lipstick and wrote in capitals before leaving. I know I'm dramatic but it serves them right. They'll remember this for years to come: women can walk away without feeling a twinge of guilt or regret.<br /> Showing vulnerability would only make me seem weak and I've let people walk over me way too many times.<br /> My mom was probably busy getting her hair done or something. That's the only thing she ever does. Or her nails. Or maybe she was out shopping with snobby people like herself. It's obvious that birds of a feather flock together. The only thing I ever liked about her is that she cooked for us, sometimes. Mom made a mean lasagna.<br /> Dad was probably with Alpha George. That's usually where he is. But then again, he also has this terrible habit of getting drunk during daylight hours. And once he even groped some other girl in front of the whole pack. Mom turned an ugly shade of red as she kicked him in the crotch. Those were the good days. It was fun when he laid on the couch with a bag of frozen peas on his groin and mom was nowhere around.<br /> Leaving was better for me anyway. Nothing was tying me down to this place. No friends. No proper family. I would be doing myself and them a favor.<br /> I took my dad's sleek black Porsche for my escapade. I might as well leave loaded and in style, besides it's high time I had a car.<br /> Just as I reached the pack border, I said, “I, Nikolina Reed, break all ties with the Solaris Eclipse Pack.” The patrol guards looked at me, but its not like they would stop me.<br /> The pack links broke and with that I revved up the engine and sped through the borders, driving towards my new life. A better life. It was a blessing that this pack did not care enough to stop me.<br /> <br /> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br /> Wanna listen more? download our App and check more! 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No | 2024-04-15 19:33 | active | 536 | 0 | 949288253648731 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | Marrying this magnificent warrior was my ideal but after marriage...<br /> "Why do you cry?" His rough voice is baffled. "Wife, look at me."<br /> That word. That word I used to love and now despise. More tears well up in my eyes.<br /> "You want an answer? Fine. I do not like being married to you. For you, keeping mistresses is a tradition. For me, it's the worst insult you can give a wife. I've had enough."<br /> A cold anger slips over his features. "That is unfortunate since we are wed. You have no choice but to accept."<br /> "You're wrong. I'll do my duty and give you an heir, but no more than that."<br /> ————————<br /> "You spend much time out here, I'm told."<br /> My body stiffens as the one voice I'm trying to escape invades my senses. The garden has become one of my refuges and after three months, I thought I was safe out here, safe from his presence and hers. Heaven knows, I've watered just about every plant out here with my tears. The flowers can attest to my misery, but no one else can.<br /> Except now, if he looks at my face, he'll see that I'm crying.<br /> Would he care?<br /> Making a move as if I'm wiping sweat from my face, I attempt to remove the evidence of my pain.<br /> "My lady wife, do you ignore me?"<br /> Still keeping my back to him, I shrug and continue pulling the weeds. "I wasn't aware that an observation made by you required a response."<br /> "I've wondered where you disappear to."<br /> Not enough to find out the answer.<br /> That's the wrong thing to think since it causes more tears to slide down my face. Before I can wipe them away, his hand grasps my arm, pulling me up to face him. I don't look at him, but I can feel the intensity of his gaze as he studies my face.<br /> Humiliation complete.<br /> "Why do you cry?"<br /> His rough voice is honestly baffled, as if he cannot understand how someone in my situation could have any sorrow.<br /> "Wife, look at me."<br /> That word. That word I used to love and now despise. More tears well up in my eyes, but I force myself to meet his gaze.<br /> "Tell me what causes these tears. You have been different since I brought you here after we wedded."<br /> He wants an answer, so I give him the absolute truth. After all these months of holding it in, I wrap up everything in one short sentence.<br /> "I do not like being married to you."<br /> He wasn't expecting that answer and I can feel his whole body lock tight and his hand flexes on my arm.<br /> "What is not to your liking?"<br /> That almost makes me laugh, his voice is positively confused, as if I have everything a woman could want so how could I possibly be upset?<br /> Shaking my head, I answer softly, "It matters not."<br /> "It matters. I would not have my wife cry." Heavens! That deep voice of his, so rough yet so gentle, as it was when we had our glorious month together before our wedding. Back when I was hopeful for our future, when I looked forward to marrying this magnificent warrior and being his wife in every way. Back when I thought he cared for me, when I thought the look in his eyes was full of, if not love, then caring.<br /> Back before he shattered all my ideals and dreams.<br /> "Once I am with child, I would ask you to allow me to remove to another of your estates."<br /> "Ah," he says as if understanding is dawning. "You do not like Bellford Keep. That is fine. There are others we can go to."<br /> Typical man. Problem solved. Completely missing the actual point.<br /> Looking at the ground, I shake my head. "You misunderstand me. I wish to go to another estate alone. Without you."<br /> Again, his body locks solid.<br /> "I would have your eyes for what I say next, wife." Grudgingly, I meet his eyes. And what I see in his is frightening in its intensity, its fury. "My wife will not live away from me. Ever. Do not bring this up again."<br /> "Being with you brings me nothing but misery."<br /> He looks as if I've slapped him his shock is so great at my audacity.<br /> Then a cold anger slips over his features. "That is unfortunate since we are wed."<br /> "Leave me," I dismiss him, not thinking.<br /> Clearly the wrong thing to say as he leans down so his face is only inches from mine. "You do not command, wife. You would do well to remember your place."<br /> "I assure you, I am never able to forget my place here."<br /> Those tears spill over again, both my bitterness and heartbreak pouring out. What is wrong with me?<br /> "You must learn to be happy in your situation. Any other woman would be happy to be my bride."<br /> "Well then you should have married one of them. I find no pleasure in being your wife."<br /> He grins at me.<br /> Actually grins.<br /> "You lie. You found great pleasure last night. And every night I come to your bed since we have been married."<br /> I think, in that moment, I actually hate him.<br /> "And that is the problem. I am not the only one you find pleasure with. So whatever pleasure you may give to me, believe me when I say it is only physical and only temporary. My heart and my mind remain unswayed by you and wish to be far away from you because the pain you inflict is so much greater than the fleeting pleasure."<br /> Since I can't force the warrior to leave, I spin around and storm off to the stables.<br /> He doesn't follow.<br /> Why should he follow his unhappy wife when his mistress is always there, always happy?<br /> ————<br /> I head into the stables, waving off Braden, the stablemaster. I need no help, nor do I want it, from this man or any man. In minutes, I'm leading my stallion, Sir Neigh, out of the barn and I quickly mount up.<br /> Braden yells after me when he sees me take off, no guard in sight. He thought I'd come to groom my boy, not go riding. He is used to me riding only in the mornings, never in the late afternoon near the evening meal.<br /> However, I plan on missing the meal tonight and all nights going forward so I do not have to watch her watching my husband in the common room any longer.<br /> It hurts. It hurts me so badly. I always wonder if my parents knew, when they married me off to the warrior, that his peoples' tradition included the males keeping and flaunting their mistresses. Knowing my parents, and the great love between the two of them, and just the two of them, I cannot imagine they did or they would not have given me over to him.<br /> I can't return to my parents' home because my father would return me not out of malice but because a wife belongs with her husband. He would give me sanctuary if I had been physically mistreated, but since I am not, he has no reason to protect me.<br /> I sigh as I realize I have no choice but to continue to live here, my heart dying a little more every day as I sleep alone in my bed, the warrior not alone in his. He is with her. My only hope is that someday he will allow me to live away from him at one of his other estates. Since he doesn't seem to care about family, maybe once he has his heir, he will let us go.<br /> Defeat is hard for me to accept, and as soon as I think that thought, my anger at myself grows. Who says I have to accept my lot? What if I were to run away? I had some money my mother slipped into my trunk before we left.<br /> "A woman should always have her own money," she'd whispered and I'd nodded my understanding. "Unpack it when you get home and hide it well in case there is ever need for it."<br /> She was assuming in case we were ever overrun with raiders, I could use it to ransom my husband if he were ever taken.<br /> I also had jewelry I could sell.<br /> Thinking back to the first – and only – time he had given jewelry to me, I frown. It was the day we had arrived at Bellford and I discovered...her.<br /> A servant had summoned me to his library and the warrior waited in there for me, holding a velvet bag in his hand.<br /> I'd walked into the room, keeping my eyes to the floor, even after I heard the servant bow out and close the door.<br /> "I have made arrangements for Mrs. Kelly to give you a tour of the estate and to go over household matters with you. Bellford Keep has been without a mistress since the old lord and lady died."<br /> I continued to stare at the ground and I did not acknowledge that I heard him. His boots came into my view after a few moments of silence.<br /> "Are you well, my lady wife?"<br /> Just a short nod from me as answer.<br /> His fingers nudged my chin up, but I still managed to keep my eyes downcast. "What is wrong that you will neither speak to me nor look me in the eye?"<br /> "May I leave?" I asked.<br /> Sensing his irritation, I was not surprised that his answer was swift. "No, you may not. I would like to know the cause of your distress and I have a surprise for you."<br /> That got him my eyes, but they were enraged. "I never want another surprise from you ever again."<br /> "This one you will like," he assured me, and spilled the contents of the velvet bag into his hand. It was a beautiful diamond and emerald necklace.<br /> Pushing his hand away, I snapped. "I want nothing from you. Give it to her, give all of your gifts to her. But do not ever attempt to give me a gift, ever again. You have nothing I want."<br /> Then I left him in his library, holding the jewelry I rejected.<br /> The memory was bitter and made me reconsider accepting his gifts. Perhaps I should have taken them, then I could sell them and book passage on a ship to another country and start a new life there, never having to see the warrior with her again.<br /> About half an hour from home, I see a rider heading toward me with a torch raised high. He reins in as he comes alongside me.<br /> "Milady, are you well?"<br /> I smile at his concern. "Thank you, yes, Sir Alcarn."<br /> "Were you lost?"<br /> "No; I only lost track of time and rode farther than I thought. When I realized and turned back, I could not allow Sir Neigh to run as he had earlier, when there was still sun."<br /> "Everyone is out looking for you."<br /> What on earth? "Why?"<br /> His look is part relief and part anger. "You disappeared, milady, without an escort, and you missed the evening meal. Then when you still did not return, my lord sent all of his warriors out to find you."<br /> "Yes, I'm sure he couldn't be bothered to look himself."<br /> That bit of bitterness came out before I could stop my mouth. I'd broken a rule of my own, that no one should know of my marital discord, and I fidgeted uncomfortably in my saddle.<br /> "No, milady. He was the first one out to look for you when you didn't show up for the evening meal. When he couldn't find you, he sent all of us out, my lord himself included."<br /> With the bit of light we had from the torch, we trotted back toward the keep. Every so often, Alcarn would blow a horn he had shrilly.<br /> "In case anyone is close enough to hear, they will know you have been found and will pass that along."<br /> Sure enough, on the ride back, four more knights joined us, grouping themselves around me.<br /> The upheaval my ride had caused took me by surprise. At home, although my parents didn't like it, I would disappear until well after dark all the time during the summer.<br /> "I apologize," I told my escorts. "At home I would often lose track of the time and return late. My parents never sent out anyone to find me, so I had no idea the warrior would."<br /> "Be prepared, milady," one of my escorts said.<br /> "For what?"<br /> "My lord is not used to being...concerned, and your disappearance did not sit well with him. It's a wonder he didn't kill Braden."<br /> "Why on earth would he do that?"<br /> "Braden knew you'd ridden off and informed no one until he was questioned."<br /> "A mistake he will never make again," Basik chortled.<br /> The keep came into view, other riders coming toward the stables from opposite directions. I thanked my escort, apologized to them and allowed one of them to take Sir and wipe him down so I could head to my chambers.<br /> As soon as my maid undid my laces on my dress, I dismissed her so she could sleep. Then I crawled into my bed and fell to sleep immediately.<br /> I never knew if it was hours or minutes later but the door to my chambers burst open and hit the wall, startling me awake.<br /> Then it was slammed shut and I could barely make out the form of the warrior as he stalked to my bed.<br /> "Do you know what you did?" he growled at me.<br /> An apology would have been the proper thing right then.<br /> "Yes. I'm quite aware I went for a ride."<br /> Quick as a flash, his arms reached out and grabbed me to him, my knees still on the bed. "Now is not the time for your mouth. You caused an uproar, wife, and you inconvenienced me and all my men."<br /> "Oh, I'm so sorry," I cooed. "Did I infringe on the time you could have spent with your bimbo?"<br /> His fingers tightened on my upper arms. "Is that what this is? A tantrum about my camaspoza?"<br /> "Let me go," I hissed.<br /> "You need to learn your place," he snarled back. "I will not have my life disrupted because you cannot accept that which has always been."<br /> "For you, it is tradition. For me, it is the worst insult you can give a wife. It demeans me and my position and every day I hate you more than the day before. I am miserable with you; I abhor the life you are forcing me to live. And I will never accept that which has always been because I will never accept something that destroys me. If I fell dead tomorrow, I would rejoice that my shame would be at an end."<br /> The warrior drew back at the poison I spewed at him.<br /> "You have no choice but to accept."<br /> "You are wrong. I will do my duty by you and give you an heir, but no more than that."<br /> "You cannot keep yourself from me."<br /> "There you are wrong, Warrior. I already do keep myself from you. You have my body, but that is all. Everything else that is in me despises you with a hatred so deep, it is beyond measure."<br /> "Do not fool yourself. Your jealousy makes you think it is hatred, but you are only jealous because you care."<br /> "No. I used to care, and you know that I fell in love with you in our month together before we wed. I was prepared to make you my everything and to share a beautiful life with you, sharing our joys and sorrows and concerns, raising our children together. What I dreamed of was as magnificent as I thought you were. But all of that was gone in a moment when you introduced her to me. It killed everything good I was feeling about us in but a moment, and your lack of respect and your continued humiliation of me – your preference for her – have changed my feelings to quite the opposite of what they were on the day we wed."<br /> "Your body says otherwise."<br /> He didn't understand. "You are skilled in bed, no doubt. You have enough experience to give me pleasure despite my wish otherwise. But you do not touch my heart or my mind or my soul. My parents have a true marriage and that is what I was raised thinking I would have. And instead, I have nothing."<br /> "You have my loyalty and affection and protection."<br /> "I most certainly do not have your loyalty nor do I have your affection."<br /> "I come to your bed; what is that if not affection?"<br /> "That is doing your duty and every time you do, something in me dies. It is not something that enhances our love or our connection as husband and wife; it is assuredly killing anything that I once thought I felt. A body is just a shell."<br /> "A shell that will carry the sons that I release into you."<br /> I look away because what once would have thrilled me breaks my heart, especially given the crude way he says it. "Once I am pregnant, I would like to go into seclusion at another one of your estates."<br /> "No."<br /> "Why?" I demand, frustrated. "What possible reason is there for me to stay once I am pregnant?"<br /> "Because you are my wife and you remain where I say. You need no other reason."<br /> "Just go," I demand.<br /> But he doesn't. "I think I will take my pleasure now, wife."<br /> And he does, but I remain impassive and resistant as long as I can. Which is not long at all.<br /> "Take your pleasure," he whispers into my ear. "It is not shameful to do so."<br /> Tears streaming down my face, I do. I cannot help it. "I hate you," I whisper to him. "I want you to stay away from me."<br /> ————<br /> The next day, the warrior comes to me and tells me that the king's messenger has arrived and summoned him to court immediately. That explains the servants scurrying to pack his trunks and provisions.<br /> "I would take you, but as you pointed out last night, you wish me to stay away from you. So, my lady wife, I shall take her with me instead of you, while you remain here, alone as you wanted. You see? I am a considerate husband who gives his wife what she wants. You may want to consider in the future what you ask of me because I assure you, if it is mine to give, it shall be yours."<br /> I refuse to wave off the party going to court. I have no need to see her riding beside him, her triumphant smile telling me she knows she is preferred over his wife. She holds the warrior's heart; she sleeps beside him at night when he leaves my chambers.<br /> Since I have no idea how long the warrior will be away, I decide to take action. I am tired of having to live my life at his whim. So I ask two young servant boys to bring me two trunks from the attic. They are eager to help and in no time I am packing my dresses and undergarments and shoes and cloaks and hats. One of the things that the warrior had entrusted to me was communication with his nine estates. Should a problem arise, I could handle it or turn it over to the warrior for judgment, but in this he trusted and respected my training. Since he was gone for an unknown time, I decided it was time the lady of the estates met each steward.<br /> The young servant boys happily carried my trunks to the coach and tied them on. Now came the tricky part and dealing with the head guardsman.<br /> "My lord Carrington has asked that I do a tour of his estates while he is on the king's business. I'll need two guards with me. My husband suggested Cheswick and Folroy."<br /> The ones who couldn't read or write, so they could not communicate with anyone on our journeys.<br /> "My lady," Gadding said, "My lord did not mention this to me."<br /> Giving him my most assured and haughty look, I stared him in the eye. "Are you questioning my husband's orders to me? The order he gave to me in a rush due to his unexpected need to attend to the king so suddenly?" I pulled back a little and then hit him with, "Are you saying I am lying about something so important? Would you like to explain to the warrior why I am still here when he returns, my mission not completed?"<br /> As expected, he immediately began to bluster his apologies and said that he would have Cheswick and Folroy make themselves available immediately for our trip. Three hours later, we were off and for the first time since arriving at Bellford Keep, I felt free. After our first estate visit, I told Cheswick and Folroy that I had a letter from my husband summoning them back to Bellford Keep.<br /> I traveled not only to the warrior's nine estates, but also spent two weeks here and there with six different cousins of mine. When we left one estate, I told the steward there where we were going next, and then proceeded to go to a different place. I worried that as we visited one estate, the warrior would have an easier time narrowing down our options, so that was when I interspersed our estate visits with visits to my cousins.<br /> After the first month, I began to suspect something.<br /> After the second month, I knew.<br /> That last night of pleasure before my husband left for the king's court had filled me with a baby. At seven months along now, with all of our visiting done, I was going to head home. Part of my reasoning for visiting the estates was to select my favorite one, and so I did. That it happened to be the farthest from Bellford Keep was part of its allure. Fernwick was much smaller than Bellford, more rustic, but near a charming village that had excellent midwives. It felt homier to me, the right place to enter my confinement period and to birth my child.<br /> Every morning I walked into the village, stopping at the bakery and wandering among the other shops, greeting the villagers. I made friends with all of the wives, who did not stand so much in awe of me as their husbands did because of who my husband was.<br /> I invited the ladies to Fernwick once a week, to talk and discuss happenings in the village. At first, they seemed scared to join me, but after the first two gatherings, we chatted and laughed easily. I had never had friends like this before, and certainly none after my marriage.<br /> They'd even gathered the courage to ask about the warrior and I told them that we would live separately.<br /> "He has...another to keep him company and they suit one another."<br /> Each one of them looked affronted and I know that the poor had different types of unions, but openly carrying on with another who was not your spouse was not acceptable.<br /> "I cannot believe he would choose another over you," Maggie told me brashly. I adored Maggie as she spoke her truths unflinchingly. She was also one of my midwives. "You are his wife."<br /> "Only to give him an heir. Nothing more." I laughed as a particularly hard kick took my breath. "And it is fine. I will have my child and a quiet life here and I will not have to see him with her."<br /> After a few weeks of settling in at Fernwick, I wrote the warrior a short note. I told him I got pregnant and had begun my confinement and offered him a chance to do the right thing.<br /> I asked him to allow me to live in Fernwick and never destroy the peace I felt here with her presence. But it would all depend on how much he hated me, I supposed.<br /> ————<br /> My baby continued to grow over the next three weeks. Looking at my belly, I couldn't believe I had another two or three weeks to go.<br /> There had been no reply to my letter and I realized that no answer was my answer. Perhaps he was waiting to hear if I had birthed an heir or a daughter before replying.<br /> Two days later, my peace was interrupted as I was walking by the creek. 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No | 2024-04-15 19:33 | active | 536 | 0 | 458081949888713 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | I have sex once, once I repeat, in my life and I end up pregnant. I start to hyperventilate.<br /> What the hell am I suppose to do? My mate doesn't want me, and from his conversation with his Beta, he doesn't want any pups either.<br /> While I cry, I decide that I will hide the pregnancy. I want my pup, even if the Alpha doesn't.<br /> I reached down and I could not only feel that I was dilated but I was also touching the top of my pups head. It was time to push and push hard.<br /> I stood up into a crouch and grabbed the handhold and I pushed. I was in the middle of my first push when the bathroom door opened. There stood Kelly with my Mate standing behind her .<br /> <br /> ————————<br /> Prologue: Wake Up (Izzy's POV)<br /> "Last stop ladies until we reach the Claiming Grounds. It will take us about an hour and a half to reach the grounds. So sit back and relax. Also if I forget to tell you later. Happy hunting!" This caused us all to giggle. <br /> As we pulled away from my house, I sat back in my seat, leaning my head against the door, and listened to the girls' chatter.<br /> "My dad's an Alpha and I heard that Alpha Devon from Elders' Island is also coming. It will be the first claiming he has ever attended and he is 23."<br /> "What's Elders' Island?" I asked with my eyes still closed.<br /> "It is this totally protected island. That is a sanctuary for retired Alphas, Lunas, and other high-level officials. From what I hear he doesn't want a mate, but the Elders are making him look for one anyway. He needs an heir and he needs someone to rule at his side. " The Alphas daughter proclaimed. It caused us all to giggle.<br /> After that everyone seemed to retreat into their thoughts. I must have drifted to sleep because it felt like only minutes later the driver was stating that we had arrived.<br /> There was a large party tent set up that we had to walk through so that they could approve of us before we head out onto the Claiming Grounds. The lady, that overlooked me, smiled approvingly and let me pass through.<br /> "Announcements," The same lady said above everyone else. You could tell she was a Luna but I'm not sure from where. "Hello and thank you for joining The Annual Claiming for the she-wolves of Florida. I am Luna Grace of the Palm Moon Pack of Pensacola. I am going to go over the rules of The Claiming and then we will have you take your place on the grounds."<br /> "Rule One: Do not gather in groups, you would not like your mate to mistake someone else for you."<br /> "Rule Two: Do not leave with anyone who is not your mate."<br /> "Rule three: When you do find your mate, you are required to leave with him or reject him. Those are the only 2 choices you have."<br /> Someone raised their hand at this and Grace just waved them off. "I will answer all questions in just one moment. Those are the she-wolf rules. The guys have a much longer list of rules to follow. It is now 10:45. At 11:00 we will allow you to go find your place to meet your mate, and they will follow into the woods at midnight. You will be provided with a water bottle, a rubber mat to sit on, and a few snacks. You will have a bag to carry with you. Now, are there any questions?"<br /> The same girl as before raised her hand. "What if our mate rejects us?"<br /> Grace smiled sadly and answered "You will still have the same choices. You can still choose to go to their pack or accept their rejection and go home to your pack. I will lessen your worries by saying, that a rejection during The Claiming is rare. In the one hundred thirty-seven years that we have been holding The Claiming, we have only had three rejections. We will now be handing out supplies and then you will go find your place."<br /> I grabbed my supplies and headed to my right since the last two people went straight and to the left. I walked for about a half-hour to make sure I was far enough away from everyone else.<br /> After a while, flairs and fireworks were shot up into the sky and the sound of distant howls could be heard. That was the signal that the males had entered the hunt. I was about three-fourths of a mile out, it seems, from the start. <br /> After about an hour I heard a rustling behind me, and also one to the front of me. The sound in front of me increased while the sound behind me stopped completely. I saw eyes shine at me through the brush and I stood up slowly keeping the tree at my back as protection. A grey wolf stalked out into the opening. This was not my mate.<br /> He was circling in closer when I heard a distant howl from behind me, that had taken my attention away from the grey wolf. My mistake, because he took that instance to pounce on me and shift into his human form. He was probably nearing the age limit of thirty-five and was completely undressed.<br /> In the blink of an eye, he was pulled off of me and thrown very harshly out of the clearing. That's when I smelled him. He smelled amazing, he smelled like Nautica cologne, mixed with fresh rainwater and blueberries. Since he had shifted he was undressed as the day he was born.<br /> He was more perfect than in my dream. <br /> As he approached me he said just one word. "MINE!"<br /> I replied just as I did in the dream "YOURS!"<br /> That is where the dream ended and my new nightmare started.<br /> As my mate caught up to me, he grabbed me and pushed me hard into the tree. His left hand wrapped around my throat, and as I was forced to look into his eyes, and they are pitch black with no white. <br /> The darkest part of his wolf is at the surface, and he roughly turns my head to the left. I’m lifted and pressed harder into the tree. Without any warning or request, he is pushing into me. I feel my first time rip in another second.<br /> As I scream out loud from the pain, he growls in my ear “Shut the freak up, I don’t want to hear a peep from you little mate. Your gonna take what I have to give you no matter what.”<br /> I silently cried as he continued pounding into me. <br /> He stilled and caught his breath as he released his teeth from my neck. Once he was done filling me, he pulled out and dropped me to the ground.<br /> I fell hard, and I cried out again as pain spread up my spine from my tailbone. Maybe my mate wouldn’t be better, than returning to my father. No, I want this. I want to go. He marked me. I have to go. I always knew that the possibility of my mate being gentle with me the first time was low. I never expected that but wolves are wild.<br /> He barked at me to stop, “Stop crying before I leave you here. My wolf got what he wanted, to feel his mate, and I got my fill. I'm not a repeat lay. I don't do the monogamous thing. So do not think that just because I am your mate that I will not reject you and leave you if you keep crying like a child. I have women throwing themselves at me every night. Any one of them would have loved to have just been you. To feel me, all of me. Have me pump myself into them. Now get up and follow me, quietly.”<br /> I came back to semi conscience, as I realized that I was being carried somewhere by my mate. I was over his massive shoulder, and I could see the tent behind us. He must have already signed me out.<br /> I heard a car door open, and another man spoke. ”Dev, what the inferno? Who is she? Why is she bleeding, and why does it look like she is covered in bruises?<br /> As I wondered at the bleeding part, my mate responded “Freaking mates! Jax remembers who you are talking to. I found my mate. I am taking her back with us, so the Elders will get off my shaft. I don’t even know her name, nor do I care. As to your other questions. The blood looks to be from me taking her first time. It seems I may have enjoyed it more than she did. The bruises, well I may have added a new one or two from freaking her into a tree, but the rest look like she came with them.”<br /> “Yes Alpha, I’m sorry, she's just a bit of a site to take in is all.” Jax groveled.<br /> Just wonderful, great, of course, I would have to be mated to Alpha Devon. The one who doesn’t want a mate, and is being pushed into having one. Maybe he will take me and just let me live my life. I just want peace for once.<br /> I had been laid on the seat furthest from the guys, and they were silent for a while. I think I passed out again, and when I came to they were talking about me again.<br /> “So what are you going to do with her, Alpha?” Jax requested.<br /> “I’ll put her in the farthest guest room, from my room, in my house. Keep her there until I’m ready for her. Your new mate is named Kelly, right?” Alpha Devon asked.<br /> “Yes sir.” I hear the other man respond.<br /> “Well, she can make sure she is feed and has the necessities. That will be her new job as Female Beta.”<br /> “Are you sure you don’t want her closer?”<br /> “I don't want to be closer to her. I don't want to feel for her. If I let the bond grow, I won't be free to do as I please. I'm the Alpha, I control my fate. I was only planning to mate with her, so my scent would discourage others from her. But Dex just had to mark her as we finished. I don’t want a mate, but now that I have found her, my wolf won’t let me reject her. I can’t let her roam where someone could take her, or hurt her because it could kill my wolf. Mates make you weak, but I have to keep her close or Dex will take over, and he will be mating and creating little heirs all over the place. I also don’t want kids. They would ruin all my fun. I want to freak who I want, where I want, and how I want.” Devon growled.<br /> <br /> My daily routine started in the shower. I was dried and dressed in an oversized t-shirt since no one had bothered to get me clothes when Kelly came in with my breakfast. She took my dirty towel as she left. <br /> Since my second day here she has only said a handful of words to me. Today she didn't say a word just dropped off my food and took my towel. I generally would get a glare, but I didn't even warrant that today.<br /> I grabbed my breakfast and started eating while I watched a rerun of Big Bang Theory. I got about halfway through my breakfast and had to run to the bathroom to get sick.<br /> That bimbo is trying to poison me now. I threw out most of the breakfast and choose to nibble on the toast and drink the water for now. <br /> Once I finished that, I switched to the yoga channel and started to stretch and bend. As I was switching from one position to another, I caught my big toe on the bed and put a huge gash in it. <br /> I hobbled into the bathroom and pulled out the first aid kit. I pulled out two of the biggest band-aids that were in there plus an beverage wipe. I cleaned my toe and wrapped it in the band-aids. As I was closing up the kit, I picked up the little box of tampons and looked up at the wall where I marked off the number of days that I have been here.<br /> I realized that I had been here for 37 days and have yet to need this box. Maybe it was due to stress that I had skipped this month, I tried to lie to myself. I knew better, even when I had been beaten within an inch of my life, I was still 28 days regular. I should have gotten it about a week after I had gotten here, and I would be due for my second one about now.<br /> I placed my right hand on my stomach, trying to get a sense of if there is something in there. I pulled my shirt up and stared into the mirror. I noticed that I was shaped differently now than before, and it wasn't just from my daily yoga routine.<br /> My boobs looked fuller than they should be, and when I turn to the side, my stomach which should be flat has a small but prominent bump in between my hip bones. <br /> When did this happen? How..... well I know-how. I have drill once, once I repeat, in my life and I end up pregnant. I start to hyperventilate.<br /> What the inferno am I suppose to do? My mate doesn't want me, and from his conversation with his Beta, he doesn't want any pups either. Will, he hurt them. Will, he hurt me to hurt them. I sit and cry. There's nothing else I can do. <br /> While I cry, I decide that I will hide the pregnancy. I want my pup, even if the Alpha doesn't. I have nothing to wear but oversized shirts anyway. Kelly is my only visitor, and we barely make eye contact, so I don't think she will notice.<br /> I feel like a stray dog that wandered in pregnant and will be kicked out when my new owner finds out. My wolf is going crazy now with the idea of having a pup. She has been pretty quiet due to being caged. She's excited to have her mate's heir.<br /> "Bella, our mate doesn't want us. So why are you excited to have his pup." I ask my wolf.<br /> "It's our mate's pup!" That is all she can come up with. As if that answers everything.<br /> Maybe our mate will let us keep our pup, in here. <br /> Another prisoner of war just like me. Give me the supplies to keep him or her alive. Just like he does for me. I am definitely going to have to hide this. After staring at my body for a while longer, I pulled my shirt back on. <br /> After what I'm guessing was morning sickness, busting open my toe and realizing I was pregnant. I decided that today was the perfect day to stay in bed.<br /> Since I'm a wolf, my term of pregnancy will be about twenty-five weeks. So I'm about five weeks now, which leaves me with another twenty weeks to go. While I was still in school, I was in training to be a nurse. <br /> When you have to perform first aid on yourself nearly every day, it sounded like a good life choice. I had helped deliver seven pups while helping at the Pack Clinic, so I already had a very good idea of what I was going to need for the birth. Since it is a self-birth, that I plan on doing by myself, my best option would be in the shower. <br /> It will be easy to get into. There are extra blankets and pillows that I can lay down on the floor. There are sturdy handholds on the wall, that I can grip onto. Along with a ready supply of water to clean things up. I need to come up with something to cut the umbilical cord with, but I have plenty of time for that.<br /> Once I found out I was pregnant, time flew by. I wasn't as depressed as I was before. I had something to live for. My stomach is growing at an alarming rate because I feel as if I'm as big as a house. I have continued to keep myself healthy by doing prego yoga, so most of my baby weight is in my boobs and belly.<br /> I have noticed though that my hips seem a little wider and my bottom is filling out a little more. I have about a week left until I should be due. Kelly is an idiot because she has no clue what is happening in here.<br /> I've been having random contractions over the last week know as Braxton Hicks. As I stood up to start my daily routine. I felt an immense sense of pressure in my stomach, followed by a washing wave of relief. <br /> Then I felt the wetness that now covered the floor. Well, that just happened. With my water breaking a week early I was a little nervous. I had come up with a plan for cutting the cord so I had to do that now before I was in too much pain.<br /> I was hit by a contraction at that moment and leaned on the bed for support. I rode it out and started to count the time in between. I moved into the bathroom being careful not to slip in my broken water.<br /> I took my t-shirt off and hung it over the mirror. I punched the mirror as hard as I can and removed a large piece to use as a makeshift knife. <br /> I pulled out the first aid kit, and cleaned up the edges of the mirror with an beverage wipe, and smeared Neosporin on the edges just for good measure. I pulled out my supplies from under the bathroom counter.<br /> I was just about to put everything into the shower when I noticed the time. Kelly would be arriving any minute. I could set a watch off of her punctuality.<br /> I turned on the shower hoping that she would think I overslept and was just not out yet. From where the door is she shouldn't see the puddle I left. A moment after she opened the bedroom door I turned off the shower, so again she would think I was just running a little behind.<br /> "Breakfast and fresh towels are here," Kelly yelled.<br /> I opened the door just enough to stick my head out and yell "Ok great" in a sarcastic tone.<br /> I heard Kelly close and lock the door again and I continued setting up for the birth. I place the blankets and pillows in the small shower, pulled out some water bottles, and was hit by another contraction. So that was about 10 min apart.<br /> I sat down in my makeshift birth room. I did some stretches that are supposed to speed along the process of labor while I wait, counted time, and continued to contract. It took hours before I was contracting every few minutes. I reached down and I could not only feel that I was dilated but I was also touching the top of my pups head. It was time to push and push hard.<br /> I stood up into a crouch and grabbed the handhold and I pushed. I was in the middle of my first push when the bathroom door opened. 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No | 2024-04-15 19:33 | active | 536 | 0 | 989555489176496 | Read More Exciting Content👉 | Calvin is my boyfriend, and we have been together for many years. Although other people in the pack often bully me, if Calvin is around, I can persevere. On that day, Calvin's birthday, I found out that he had an affair with my sister, and I decided to leave the pack. Just as I was about to leave, Alpha King came to our pack, and he captured everyone.<br /> "You want her? She's a human!"<br /> The king released a roar that made every member of the pack flinch and drop their heads lower in submission. With my face only a few inches from the ground, I watched with terror as the king moved away from me and stood before my biggest bully Kate. <br /> The greater distance between us allowed me to see more of him. He was larger than the other Lycans, his body covered in knotted scars that were visible beneath his fur.<br /> His claw was the size of Kate's head as he punched it through her ch#st, ripping her heart out the other side and sending the pack into a flurry of sobs and terrified mumblings for mercy.<br /> "You will do well to teach your pack to respect those above them." The witch's voice called out again, but I was trapped staring at Kate's body as the king pulled his hand out, and it fell to the ground.<br /> I was aware of him walking back to me, but I couldn’t take my eyes away. It was the large hand that grabbed me by my backpack and lifted me off the ground like a doll that brought me back to reality, and I instinctively met the glowing red eyes of the Lycan King.<br /> His deep voice sent a chill through me as he spoke, "Mine."<br /> ---<br /> Janet's P.O.V.<br /> <br /> I felt uneasy as soon as I entered the pack house. The way my pack mates were smirking at me, laughing behind their hands... I knew they were up to something. Their pranks and bullying had been getting worse and more painful each time they managed to get me alone. My bruises still hadn't gone away from the last time.<br /> <br /> My body ached from the beating I had taken two days ago, but I was only a few hours away from it all ending.<br /> <br /> I just needed to get to Calvin before they set their plan into motion.<br /> <br /> Calvin was my boyfriend of four years. He was the only one that cared for me, and the only one I could trust.<br /> <br /> We were high school sweethearts. He was also the next in line to become the Alpha of our pack. That didn't matter to me, but it did matter to the other women in the pack. They hated that he was with me. They felt that they deserved a stronger Luna than I would be, and they all wanted to be his chosen one.<br /> <br /> I hadn't even shifted yet. To them, I was no more than an omega...a runt as they liked to call me, the weakest of the litter.<br /> <br /> It should have happened three years ago when I turned sixteen, but it didn't. Now I was nineteen, the age at which we could recognize our mates as our wolves should have matured by then. Had I shifted, I would have known Calvin was my mate already, but we had to wait the extra two months until today, his nineteenth birthday, for him to recognize me as his mate.<br /> <br /> Calvin didn't care that I hadn't turned. We had been together since before either of us were old enough to shift, and we were both positive that we were mates. He stood by me and protected me from the cruelty of the wolves around us when I failed to shift with the others.<br /> <br /> 'Calvin? Where are you?' I asked through our pack link but received no response.<br /> <br /> "Poor little human, you have a lot of guts to show up here right now. Do you have any idea how happy the pack is? Having you here will just ruin it. This party is for pack wolves only." Kate, my sister's best friend, said as the crowd parted for her, and the music stopped. All of the party guests stopped dancing and talking to watch as the biggest bully in the pack approached me.<br /> <br /> The flashing lights of varying colors continued in the uncomfortable silence.<br /> <br /> I hoped the man of the hour would see the disruption and step forward to my side, but he didn't. As I glanced around at all of the amused faces, he was nowhere to be seen.<br /> <br /> "Calvin invited me. I am in this pack, and I'm allowed to be here." I whispered, but I could feel the heat building in the back of my eyes as they all laughed again. Something was going on, and it was more than just Kate running her big mouth.<br /> <br /> "Even he doesn't want you here." She sneered before smiling at me widely. "See for yourself. Where is Calvin, hm? I think he went up to his room. You should go bring him back down to the party and see what he has to say."<br /> <br /> I held his present against my chest tighter as I narrowed my eyes. She was up to something, but I wanted to get to Calvin more than I wanted to deal with her b##lsh!t.<br /> <br /> As I took a step forward, Kate stepped to the side, and I could feel everyone watching me with amusement as I went up the stairs.<br /> <br /> Calvin's room was at the end of the hall behind double doors, and I rushed toward it. I could hear people coming up the stairs behind me, no doubt being led by Kate, but my salvation was only a few feet away.<br /> <br /> As soon as I got in his room, I could close the door and act as if none of them existed.<br /> <br /> It would just be the two of us.<br /> <br /> There was a stirring in the back of my mind as I wrapped my hand around the cold doorknob. It was a warning, telling me not to go inside. It wanted me to turn around and run, knowing this was a trap. Yet, I turned the knob anyway and pushed the door open.<br /> <br /> The loud moan of the female beneath my boyfriend made me freeze, and I stared wide-eyed at the couple tangled together. <br /> <br /> Calvin thr#st into her quickly, releasing his own groans of pleasure.<br /> <br /> My stomach tied in a knot, and it felt hard to breathe. The small spark of light in my life was extinguished, sending my mind into complete darkness as I processed what I was seeing.<br /> <br /> He lifted his head, meeting my tear-streaked face, but not seeing me as his wolf was in control. His canines extended just before he latched onto her neck, puncturing the skin and marking her as his mate.<br /> <br /> My sister.<br /> <br /> "No," I whispered as my hand covered my mouth. Calvin pulled back snarling at the disruption.<br /> <br /> "I told you he didn't want you," Kate whispered into my ear, and my sister laughed from beneath my boyfriend as she reached up and ran her hand through Calvin's short blonde hair.<br /> <br /> "Would you mind closing the door, Janet?" Kelly asked innocently, but the malicious look in her narrowed eyes showed she was pleased by her victory over me. Not only had she stolen the love of my life, but she was now to be his Luna. "I'm trying to have a private moment with my mate."<br /> <br /> Mate.<br /> <br /> The word seemed so empty now. Calvin had hated Kelly. He had watched how mean she was toward me and resented her. Now, he was baring his teeth at me, defending her.<br /> <br /> "How could you?" I choked out as a sob wracked through my ch#st, and the present in my hold dropped to the floor before me. The sudden and loud noise seemed to snap Calvin back into control, and his eyes returned to their normal brown.<br /> <br /> His jaw dropped open as he glanced from me to my sister with guilt, but he didn't look the least bit regretful. He was happy to have found and marked his mate, he only hated that he had been caught cheating. The torn look on his face only made me angrier as he gasped my name while he pulled out of my sister. She sat up as he climbed to his feet, neither of them ashamed to be seen n@#ed.<br /> <br /> "Janet, I…" He said, stepping forward and causing me to take a step away, only to be pushed back toward him by the crowd of on-lookers.<br /> <br /> I stumbled forward, trying to stay as far away from him as possible.<br /> <br /> The steady stream of tears blurred my vision, and my ch#st hurt as he whispered my name again. "Janet…She’s, my mate." 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Heaven knows, I've watered just about every plant out here with my tears. The flowers can attest to my misery, but no one else can.<br /> Except now, if he looks at my face, he'll see that I'm crying.<br /> Would he care?<br /> Making a move as if I'm wiping sweat from my face, I attempt to remove the evidence of my pain.<br /> "My lady wife, do you ignore me?"<br /> Still keeping my back to him, I shrug and continue pulling the weeds. "I wasn't aware that an observation made by you required a response."<br /> "I've wondered where you disappear to."<br /> Not enough to find out the answer.<br /> That's the wrong thing to think since it causes more tears to slide down my face. Before I can wipe them away, his hand grasps my arm, pulling me up to face him. I don't look at him, but I can feel the intensity of his gaze as he studies my face.<br /> Humiliation complete.<br /> "Why do you cry?"<br /> His rough voice is honestly baffled, as if he cannot understand how someone in my situation could have any sorrow.<br /> "Wife, look at me."<br /> That word. That word I used to love and now despise. More tears well up in my eyes, but I force myself to meet his gaze.<br /> "Tell me what causes these tears. You have been different since I brought you here after we wedded."<br /> He wants an answer, so I give him the absolute truth. After all these months of holding it in, I wrap up everything in one short sentence.<br /> "I do not like being married to you."<br /> He wasn't expecting that answer and I can feel his whole body lock tight and his hand flexes on my arm.<br /> "What is not to your liking?"<br /> That almost makes me laugh, his voice is positively confused, as if I have everything a woman could want so how could I possibly be upset?<br /> Shaking my head, I answer softly, "It matters not."<br /> "It matters. I would not have my wife cry." Heavens! That deep voice of his, so rough yet so gentle, as it was when we had our glorious month together before our wedding. Back when I was hopeful for our future, when I looked forward to marrying this magnificent warrior and being his wife in every way. Back when I thought he cared for me, when I thought the look in his eyes was full of, if not love, then caring.<br /> Back before he shattered all my ideals and dreams.<br /> "Once I am with child, I would ask you to allow me to remove to another of your estates."<br /> "Ah," he says as if understanding is dawning. "You do not like Bellford Keep. That is fine. There are others we can go to."<br /> Typical man. Problem solved. Completely missing the actual point.<br /> Looking at the ground, I shake my head. "You misunderstand me. I wish to go to another estate alone. Without you."<br /> Again, his body locks solid.<br /> "I would have your eyes for what I say next, wife." Grudgingly, I meet his eyes. And what I see in his is frightening in its intensity, its fury. "My wife will not live away from me. Ever. Do not bring this up again."<br /> "Being with you brings me nothing but misery."<br /> He looks as if I've slapped him his shock is so great at my audacity.<br /> Then a cold anger slips over his features. "That is unfortunate since we are wed."<br /> "Leave me," I dismiss him, not thinking.<br /> Clearly the wrong thing to say as he leans down so his face is only inches from mine. "You do not command, wife. You would do well to remember your place."<br /> "I assure you, I am never able to forget my place here."<br /> Those tears spill over again, both my bitterness and heartbreak pouring out. What is wrong with me?<br /> "You must learn to be happy in your situation. Any other woman would be happy to be my bride."<br /> "Well then you should have married one of them. I find no pleasure in being your wife."<br /> He grins at me.<br /> Actually grins.<br /> "You lie. You found great pleasure last night. And every night I come to your bed since we have been married."<br /> I think, in that moment, I actually hate him.<br /> "And that is the problem. I am not the only one you find pleasure with. So whatever pleasure you may give to me, believe me when I say it is only physical and only temporary. My heart and my mind remain unswayed by you and wish to be far away from you because the pain you inflict is so much greater than the fleeting pleasure."<br /> Since I can't force the warrior to leave, I spin around and storm off to the stables.<br /> He doesn't follow.<br /> Why should he follow his unhappy wife when his mistress is always there, always happy?<br /> ————<br /> I head into the stables, waving off Braden, the stablemaster. I need no help, nor do I want it, from this man or any man. In minutes, I'm leading my stallion, Sir Neigh, out of the barn and I quickly mount up.<br /> Braden yells after me when he sees me take off, no guard in sight. He thought I'd come to groom my boy, not go riding. He is used to me riding only in the mornings, never in the late afternoon near the evening meal.<br /> However, I plan on missing the meal tonight and all nights going forward so I do not have to watch her watching my husband in the common room any longer.<br /> It hurts. It hurts me so badly. I always wonder if my parents knew, when they married me off to the warrior, that his peoples' tradition included the males keeping and flaunting their mistresses. Knowing my parents, and the great love between the two of them, and just the two of them, I cannot imagine they did or they would not have given me over to him.<br /> I can't return to my parents' home because my father would return me not out of malice but because a wife belongs with her husband. He would give me sanctuary if I had been physically mistreated, but since I am not, he has no reason to protect me.<br /> I sigh as I realize I have no choice but to continue to live here, my heart dying a little more every day as I sleep alone in my bed, the warrior not alone in his. He is with her. My only hope is that someday he will allow me to live away from him at one of his other estates. Since he doesn't seem to care about family, maybe once he has his heir, he will let us go.<br /> Defeat is hard for me to accept, and as soon as I think that thought, my anger at myself grows. Who says I have to accept my lot? What if I were to run away? I had some money my mother slipped into my trunk before we left.<br /> "A woman should always have her own money," she'd whispered and I'd nodded my understanding. "Unpack it when you get home and hide it well in case there is ever need for it."<br /> She was assuming in case we were ever overrun with raiders, I could use it to ransom my husband if he were ever taken.<br /> I also had jewelry I could sell.<br /> Thinking back to the first – and only – time he had given jewelry to me, I frown. It was the day we had arrived at Bellford and I discovered...her.<br /> A servant had summoned me to his library and the warrior waited in there for me, holding a velvet bag in his hand.<br /> I'd walked into the room, keeping my eyes to the floor, even after I heard the servant bow out and close the door.<br /> "I have made arrangements for Mrs. Kelly to give you a tour of the estate and to go over household matters with you. Bellford Keep has been without a mistress since the old lord and lady died."<br /> I continued to stare at the ground and I did not acknowledge that I heard him. His boots came into my view after a few moments of silence.<br /> "Are you well, my lady wife?"<br /> Just a short nod from me as answer.<br /> His fingers nudged my chin up, but I still managed to keep my eyes downcast. "What is wrong that you will neither speak to me nor look me in the eye?"<br /> "May I leave?" I asked.<br /> Sensing his irritation, I was not surprised that his answer was swift. "No, you may not. I would like to know the cause of your distress and I have a surprise for you."<br /> That got him my eyes, but they were enraged. "I never want another surprise from you ever again."<br /> "This one you will like," he assured me, and spilled the contents of the velvet bag into his hand. It was a beautiful diamond and emerald necklace.<br /> Pushing his hand away, I snapped. "I want nothing from you. Give it to her, give all of your gifts to her. But do not ever attempt to give me a gift, ever again. You have nothing I want."<br /> Then I left him in his library, holding the jewelry I rejected.<br /> The memory was bitter and made me reconsider accepting his gifts. Perhaps I should have taken them, then I could sell them and book passage on a ship to another country and start a new life there, never having to see the warrior with her again.<br /> About half an hour from home, I see a rider heading toward me with a torch raised high. He reins in as he comes alongside me.<br /> "Milady, are you well?"<br /> I smile at his concern. "Thank you, yes, Sir Alcarn."<br /> "Were you lost?"<br /> "No; I only lost track of time and rode farther than I thought. When I realized and turned back, I could not allow Sir Neigh to run as he had earlier, when there was still sun."<br /> "Everyone is out looking for you."<br /> What on earth? "Why?"<br /> His look is part relief and part anger. "You disappeared, milady, without an escort, and you missed the evening meal. Then when you still did not return, my lord sent all of his warriors out to find you."<br /> "Yes, I'm sure he couldn't be bothered to look himself."<br /> That bit of bitterness came out before I could stop my mouth. I'd broken a rule of my own, that no one should know of my marital discord, and I fidgeted uncomfortably in my saddle.<br /> "No, milady. He was the first one out to look for you when you didn't show up for the evening meal. When he couldn't find you, he sent all of us out, my lord himself included."<br /> With the bit of light we had from the torch, we trotted back toward the keep. Every so often, Alcarn would blow a horn he had shrilly.<br /> "In case anyone is close enough to hear, they will know you have been found and will pass that along."<br /> Sure enough, on the ride back, four more knights joined us, grouping themselves around me.<br /> The upheaval my ride had caused took me by surprise. At home, although my parents didn't like it, I would disappear until well after dark all the time during the summer.<br /> "I apologize," I told my escorts. "At home I would often lose track of the time and return late. My parents never sent out anyone to find me, so I had no idea the warrior would."<br /> "Be prepared, milady," one of my escorts said.<br /> "For what?"<br /> "My lord is not used to being...concerned, and your disappearance did not sit well with him. It's a wonder he didn't kill Braden."<br /> "Why on earth would he do that?"<br /> "Braden knew you'd ridden off and informed no one until he was questioned."<br /> "A mistake he will never make again," Basik chortled.<br /> The keep came into view, other riders coming toward the stables from opposite directions. I thanked my escort, apologized to them and allowed one of them to take Sir and wipe him down so I could head to my chambers.<br /> As soon as my maid undid my laces on my dress, I dismissed her so she could sleep. Then I crawled into my bed and fell to sleep immediately.<br /> I never knew if it was hours or minutes later but the door to my chambers burst open and hit the wall, startling me awake.<br /> Then it was slammed shut and I could barely make out the form of the warrior as he stalked to my bed.<br /> "Do you know what you did?" he growled at me.<br /> An apology would have been the proper thing right then.<br /> "Yes. I'm quite aware I went for a ride."<br /> Quick as a flash, his arms reached out and grabbed me to him, my knees still on the bed. "Now is not the time for your mouth. You caused an uproar, wife, and you inconvenienced me and all my men."<br /> "Oh, I'm so sorry," I cooed. "Did I infringe on the time you could have spent with your bimbo?"<br /> His fingers tightened on my upper arms. "Is that what this is? A tantrum about my camaspoza?"<br /> "Let me go," I hissed.<br /> "You need to learn your place," he snarled back. "I will not have my life disrupted because you cannot accept that which has always been."<br /> "For you, it is tradition. For me, it is the worst insult you can give a wife. It demeans me and my position and every day I hate you more than the day before. I am miserable with you; I abhor the life you are forcing me to live. And I will never accept that which has always been because I will never accept something that destroys me. If I fell dead tomorrow, I would rejoice that my shame would be at an end."<br /> The warrior drew back at the poison I spewed at him.<br /> "You have no choice but to accept."<br /> "You are wrong. I will do my duty by you and give you an heir, but no more than that."<br /> "You cannot keep yourself from me."<br /> "There you are wrong, Warrior. I already do keep myself from you. You have my body, but that is all. Everything else that is in me despises you with a hatred so deep, it is beyond measure."<br /> "Do not fool yourself. Your jealousy makes you think it is hatred, but you are only jealous because you care."<br /> "No. I used to care, and you know that I fell in love with you in our month together before we wed. I was prepared to make you my everything and to share a beautiful life with you, sharing our joys and sorrows and concerns, raising our children together. What I dreamed of was as magnificent as I thought you were. But all of that was gone in a moment when you introduced her to me. It killed everything good I was feeling about us in but a moment, and your lack of respect and your continued humiliation of me – your preference for her – have changed my feelings to quite the opposite of what they were on the day we wed."<br /> "Your body says otherwise."<br /> He didn't understand. "You are skilled in bed, no doubt. You have enough experience to give me pleasure despite my wish otherwise. But you do not touch my heart or my mind or my soul. My parents have a true marriage and that is what I was raised thinking I would have. And instead, I have nothing."<br /> "You have my loyalty and affection and protection."<br /> "I most certainly do not have your loyalty nor do I have your affection."<br /> "I come to your bed; what is that if not affection?"<br /> "That is doing your duty and every time you do, something in me dies. It is not something that enhances our love or our connection as husband and wife; it is assuredly killing anything that I once thought I felt. A body is just a shell."<br /> "A shell that will carry the sons that I release into you."<br /> I look away because what once would have thrilled me breaks my heart, especially given the crude way he says it. "Once I am pregnant, I would like to go into seclusion at another one of your estates."<br /> "No."<br /> "Why?" I demand, frustrated. "What possible reason is there for me to stay once I am pregnant?"<br /> "Because you are my wife and you remain where I say. You need no other reason."<br /> "Just go," I demand.<br /> But he doesn't. "I think I will take my pleasure now, wife."<br /> And he does, but I remain impassive and resistant as long as I can. Which is not long at all.<br /> "Take your pleasure," he whispers into my ear. "It is not shameful to do so."<br /> Tears streaming down my face, I do. I cannot help it. "I hate you," I whisper to him. "I want you to stay away from me."<br /> ————<br /> The next day, the warrior comes to me and tells me that the king's messenger has arrived and summoned him to court immediately. That explains the servants scurrying to pack his trunks and provisions.<br /> "I would take you, but as you pointed out last night, you wish me to stay away from you. So, my lady wife, I shall take her with me instead of you, while you remain here, alone as you wanted. You see? I am a considerate husband who gives his wife what she wants. You may want to consider in the future what you ask of me because I assure you, if it is mine to give, it shall be yours."<br /> I refuse to wave off the party going to court. I have no need to see her riding beside him, her triumphant smile telling me she knows she is preferred over his wife. She holds the warrior's heart; she sleeps beside him at night when he leaves my chambers.<br /> Since I have no idea how long the warrior will be away, I decide to take action. I am tired of having to live my life at his whim. So I ask two young servant boys to bring me two trunks from the attic. They are eager to help and in no time I am packing my dresses and undergarments and shoes and cloaks and hats. One of the things that the warrior had entrusted to me was communication with his nine estates. Should a problem arise, I could handle it or turn it over to the warrior for judgment, but in this he trusted and respected my training. Since he was gone for an unknown time, I decided it was time the lady of the estates met each steward.<br /> The young servant boys happily carried my trunks to the coach and tied them on. Now came the tricky part and dealing with the head guardsman.<br /> "My lord Carrington has asked that I do a tour of his estates while he is on the king's business. I'll need two guards with me. My husband suggested Cheswick and Folroy."<br /> The ones who couldn't read or write, so they could not communicate with anyone on our journeys.<br /> "My lady," Gadding said, "My lord did not mention this to me."<br /> Giving him my most assured and haughty look, I stared him in the eye. "Are you questioning my husband's orders to me? The order he gave to me in a rush due to his unexpected need to attend to the king so suddenly?" I pulled back a little and then hit him with, "Are you saying I am lying about something so important? Would you like to explain to the warrior why I am still here when he returns, my mission not completed?"<br /> As expected, he immediately began to bluster his apologies and said that he would have Cheswick and Folroy make themselves available immediately for our trip. Three hours later, we were off and for the first time since arriving at Bellford Keep, I felt free. After our first estate visit, I told Cheswick and Folroy that I had a letter from my husband summoning them back to Bellford Keep.<br /> I traveled not only to the warrior's nine estates, but also spent two weeks here and there with six different cousins of mine. When we left one estate, I told the steward there where we were going next, and then proceeded to go to a different place. I worried that as we visited one estate, the warrior would have an easier time narrowing down our options, so that was when I interspersed our estate visits with visits to my cousins.<br /> After the first month, I began to suspect something.<br /> After the second month, I knew.<br /> That last night of pleasure before my husband left for the king's court had filled me with a baby. At seven months along now, with all of our visiting done, I was going to head home. Part of my reasoning for visiting the estates was to select my favorite one, and so I did. That it happened to be the farthest from Bellford Keep was part of its allure. Fernwick was much smaller than Bellford, more rustic, but near a charming village that had excellent midwives. It felt homier to me, the right place to enter my confinement period and to birth my child.<br /> Every morning I walked into the village, stopping at the bakery and wandering among the other shops, greeting the villagers. I made friends with all of the wives, who did not stand so much in awe of me as their husbands did because of who my husband was.<br /> I invited the ladies to Fernwick once a week, to talk and discuss happenings in the village. At first, they seemed scared to join me, but after the first two gatherings, we chatted and laughed easily. I had never had friends like this before, and certainly none after my marriage.<br /> They'd even gathered the courage to ask about the warrior and I told them that we would live separately.<br /> "He has...another to keep him company and they suit one another."<br /> Each one of them looked affronted and I know that the poor had different types of unions, but openly carrying on with another who was not your spouse was not acceptable.<br /> "I cannot believe he would choose another over you," Maggie told me brashly. I adored Maggie as she spoke her truths unflinchingly. She was also one of my midwives. "You are his wife."<br /> "Only to give him an heir. Nothing more." I laughed as a particularly hard kick took my breath. "And it is fine. I will have my child and a quiet life here and I will not have to see him with her."<br /> After a few weeks of settling in at Fernwick, I wrote the warrior a short note. I told him I got pregnant and had begun my confinement and offered him a chance to do the right thing.<br /> I asked him to allow me to live in Fernwick and never destroy the peace I felt here with her presence. But it would all depend on how much he hated me, I supposed.<br /> ————<br /> My baby continued to grow over the next three weeks. Looking at my belly, I couldn't believe I had another two or three weeks to go.<br /> There had been no reply to my letter and I realized that no answer was my answer. Perhaps he was waiting to hear if I had birthed an heir or a daughter before replying.<br /> Two days later, my peace was interrupted as I was walking by the creek. 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No | 2024-04-15 19:33 | active | 536 | 0 | 805903341590998 | 🔞🔞More exciting content in Rosyread | 😫😫"I discovered that the day I was nearing death, he broke up with me. I had been his lover for five years, until his first love returned..."😫😫 Chapter 1 Choice, Despair It was July, and it was a hot day in Kanac. However, Aaliyah Pearce felt cold as she stood at the doorway of the study room. Her trembling hands covered her big belly, and her breathing was uncontrollably rapid. The conversation between the two men inside the study room continued. "I didn't expect her condition to worsen under this circumstance either!" The man took a few drags of his cigarette heavily. "How many times do you still need to draw her blood?" "About three times, but merely drawing Aaliyah's blood won't help her anymore. She needs a bone marrow transplant as soon as possible!" As a doctor, Lena Turner was also sorry for him. But she had to force Kingsley Murphy to make a choice for the sake of her patient. "But, if I operate on her, you will definitely lose your baby." "Even if the baby miraculously survives, there's a high chance that the baby will have physical or mental disabilities due to the drugs. Moreover, Aaliyah will be in danger as well, so think carefully." The room fell appallingly quiet. Aaliyah looked nervously at the man through the door crack. She saw how he pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. He was cold like never before, and he was silent for a moment. "Abort the baby." "Arrange the surgery as soon as possible," he said indifferently. As Aaliyah heard his words, her pupils constricted and her body trembled violently. She could no longer bear to hear what they talked inside next. She turned around and fled to her room. She slammed the door hard which caused a loud noise as she locked the door. She rushed into the bathroom, took off the pajamas she was wearing, and looked at her back through the mirror. Her back, which should be fair and smooth, was full of dense needle holes, and there were bruises around it. It was caused by the lack of pressure after pulling out the needle. "Oh, no..." She covered her mouth in horror and sobbed tremulously. Since she had been pregnant, she had never bathed herself. Her husband always helped her take a shower, and she never bothered to pay attention to her back. Her mind flashed back to his abnormal gentleness to her in these days. She suddenly realized that the tenderness that was shown to her was fake. No wonder she always felt tired recently, and always slept heavily at night. It turned out it was because someone came to draw her blood every night after she went to sleep. Now, she discovered that he married her, not because of love. But, he planned to take her blood and then take her life. Aaliyah caressed her nine-month-old belly with strength. Her baby was about to be born soon. She would never allow anyone to hurt her child. When the clock struck in the evening, both of them were gathered at the dinner table. The man was indifferent, but not as cold as he was in the study room. He served her a bowl of soup personally. "You are weak, so drink it." Since she was married to Kingsley for so long, he always had a commanding tone towards her. But she seemed to have forgotten about it since she was used to obeying him. But this time, after he spoke, Aaliyah's hand holding a fork paused in the air. She looked at the man who had been married to her for two years. It had been two years… At that moment, his tenderness was as intoxicating to her as a drug, but it also could be the reason for her life to vanish. He said that the baby should be aborted. Aaliyah got up so violently that the soup was splattered, and the bowl was shattered on the floor. She imagined it as if it was their marriage that had broken. The warm soup stained Kingsley's pants. Kingsley was about to burst into a rage, but he quickly suppressed his temper. He touched her forehead soothingly. "What's wrong? Do you want Lena to come over?" "And let Lena draw my blood?" Both of them fell into dead silence as if a lightning struck between them. Aaliyah bit her lip as she held back the tears in her eyes, and glared resentfully at Kingsley. She was waiting for his explanation. She was dragged to him, the man who always treated her in a roughest way. Kingsley's disguised gentleness had disappeared. "You already knew that?" Suddenly, his hand automatically grabbed her neck and strangled her hard. "Then you should know your situation. There's nothing you can do but to cooperate with us." Truthfully, she never had any right to make her own choice in front of him. The Murphy family was a rich and powerful family with huge business assets and ranked in the top 5 on the wealthiest family list. Kingsley was now the president of all their businesses, and at the top of their family. No one dared to stop him from doing what he wanted to do, and no one could stop him successfully. Aaliyah's tears were out of control when she saw the coldness in the man's eyes. She was having a difficulty in breathing as his grip on her neck got tighter, and her face reddened in pain. Kingsley, seeing her face, let her go as soon as he could and said gloomily, "Since you know all about it, think about what compensation you want and I will satisfy you as much as I can." He drew away without looking back, while she was pushed against the wall and fell to the floor. Compensation? Aaliyah closed her eyes. Is it possible that their marriage was a conspiracy from the very beginning? She shuddered. "Tell me who she is." The one who made him willing to sacrifice his wife and baby. Who is she? What kind of woman could occupy such an important place in his heart? Kingsley stopped in his tracks, not expecting her to ask that question. However, he didn't answer. "The surgery is scheduled in three days, so figure out what you want." Kingsley left without looking back. He would give her anything he could afford. As for what he couldn't give her, like his love, she should never think on it After the door was closed, Aaliyah's eyes opened with despair and sadness. Chapter 2 Mutual Stubbornness Aaliyah packed her things up. As she walked to the door, she took one last look back at the room she had lived in for two years. The room was very cozy, clean, and filled with things he had let someone send over for her. Each of them was extravagant. But now, she found it disgustingly ridiculous to have such things. Rae saw her physically unwieldy and struggling to carry her heavy suitcase down the stairs. That strained appearance of her scared the servant. "Ma'am Aaliyah, what are you doing in the middle of the night? Give it to me!" "You are nine-months pregnant, don't move around. Mr. Kingsley will be worried about you and the baby!" Aaliyah could only give a mocking smile to herself as she heard her words. He wanted to kill her baby with his own hands. He never truly worry about her. She held back her tears, and her hoarse voice was even more pathetic. "Rae, deliver this message to him for me…" Aaliyah took a deep breath and finally added, "I've already emailed him the divorce settlement, and I'm not going to have any surgery." After that, regardless of what Rae said, she walked out the door with her suitcase. Every step of a pregnant woman who was about to give birth and walking around with a suitcase was heartbreaking . Suddenly, the rain started to drop heavily. Aaliyah stood in front of the villa, and was shivering in the cold already. However, she stepped out firmly even though she would be soaked through in the rain. The sound of the emergency brakes sounded, and the wheels splashed water all over Aaliyah's body. A man got out of the car and came to her side respectfully. "Ma'am Aaliyah." It was Robin Porter, one of the assistants around Kingsley. Aaliyah pretended she didn't see him, and walked past Robin as if he didn't exist. Robin stopped her. "Mr. Murphy asked me to take you to the hospital." After he said that, he grabbed her suitcase, and respectfully opened the car door for her. Many women would like to have the honor to sit in Kingsley's car. However, Aaliyah only felt that the car would drive her into hell. She was sure that as soon as she got into that car, she would be sent straight to hell. "I'm not going." "There was a sudden accident at the hospital and the operation had to be carried out ahead of schedule. Mr. Murphy said to bring you there at all costs. Ma'am Aaliyah, please don't make it difficult for me." Robin's tone sounded polite, but there was clearly a threat in his words. The corners of Aaliyah's mouth lifted with a touch of sadness as she realized that she had to go whether she wanted to or not. She was nine months pregnant, and there was no way that she could put up a fight with a strong man like him. The car made its way to the hospital and her voice remained calm. "If I don't go, that woman will die, won't she?" "Yes." "Then let her die." He chose the woman in the end despite knowing that she was pregnant and her child was about to be born. Robin weren't able to retort to her words. Aaliyah took a deep breath, looked out the window at Brimshaw Bridge, and spoke again, "Who is she?" "Sylvia Bell," he simply answered. Aaliyah's eyes widened and she was stunned with the name she heard. Sylvia Bell…How could it be Sylvia? How could she…? Aaliyah suddenly reached out and grabbed the steering wheel hard. Robin's panicked voice came out, "Ma'am Aaliyah, what are you doing? Let it go!" At the moment, Aaliyah couldn't hear anything and she was losing her rationality. She didn't want to extend Sylvia's life in exchange for her child's life. With just one push, the car crashed through the Brimshaw Bridge railings and the car fell straight into the river. The cold water was not letting her breath. Aaliyah had spread her hands and let the water wrap around her as if she was going to die peacefully. She felt an intense pain in her belly as if her baby also knew that they were abandoned and were about to die. 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Continue Reading👉🏻👉🏻 | 😘😘"Divorce. I want it all settled before Wanda comes back." Zoe Ball gazed at the divorce papers on the table. The signature of her husband was on it. Chapter 1 Accidentally Provoking The Cold And Distant CEO Up in the sky. An aircraft glided over layers of puffy clouds, and soared in the azure sky. In half an hour, Zoe Ball will return to Gallino, the city where she had lived for twenty-two years. She didn't inform anyone about her return. She didn’t want to bother her family to make them rush to pick her up in the middle of the night. What’s more, she wanted to surprise Darius Saunders. Darius was her boyfriend, and tomorrow was his birthday. After staying for five years in love, and three years in a long distance relationship, Zoe counted, their relationship had been on for eight years. Suddenly, the plane jolted violently, followed by an ear piercing explosion. The items on the table scattered and rolled to the floor, making the passengers on board scream out in panic. [What's going on?] [What wrong with the plane?] [Did it hit something?] Not waiting for them to calm down, there were a few more piercing noises that were heard. Several large holes were blown out on the plane, with flames blazing brightly. The wind was blowing in, and the passengers screamed unceasingly. [Oh my God, what's going on?] [Did something happen to the plane?] [OMG, I never want to travel by plane again.] [God bless!] [Daddy, I'm scared.] The entire cabin was in chaos. Paper flew, luggage dumped on the ground, with an endless sound of things falling and people panicking. Zoe was stunned. Was there anything indeed going wrong? She had experienced a lot, but at this time, her heart still swept through a trace of panic. Because she was worried about not seeing Darius. "Passengers on board, please pay attention. Due to external factors, this aircraft is out of control. Please put on your parachute and escape at the designated escape port. This aircraft will crash in ten minutes, so all passengers don’t panic and maintain order…" The captain announced. The in-flight broadcast repeated those words, and Zoe thought that she was really screwed this time. According to the authoritative data, there had only been one air crash in 1.2 million flights, so she never thought that the probability of that would happen on her flight. Many passengers who had unfastened their seat belts rolled from side to side due to the turbulence. Uncontrollable screams rang from them, filling the entire flight. The plane reeled in every direction, and flew chaotically in the air for about two minutes. Some of the passengers even cried out as they couldn't take it anymore! Zoe thought that she couldn't just sit around and do nothing, waiting for herself to di&e. Ordinary passenger aircrafts were not usually equipped with escape tools, but this luxury aircraft Zoe traveled in was different. Before boarding the plane, Zoe had watched the crew practice parachute-donning methods, and the promotional video also introduced it. At this point, she put on the parachute quickly without panic. Then, she walked to the escape port, ready to leap off. The wind howled and her thin body swayed. Zoe had been afraid of heights since her childhood, but at this moment, she knew that if she didn’t jump, she won't have a chance to meet Darius again. Just then, someone pulled her slender wrist, and the shadow of a tall figure covered her. Before Zoe could react, the man's glittering eyes were staring at her. "Sir, what do you want to do?" Zoe asked. Zoe didn't expect to be accosted by a stranger in the nick of time. Although she was naturally beautiful and there were countless men pursuing her, at that critical moment, wasn't it more important to escape? "I need to share a parachute with you." The man's voice sounded dulcet. Zoe had never heard such a unique and handsome voice in her life. Even though she grew up in the upper class, and had met many men with handsome voices, she had heard that kind of chilly, low, and magnetic voice for the first time. Chapter 2 He Suddenly Kissed Her The man had deep eyes, a tall nose, thin lips, and angular jawline. Apart from his voice, his appearance was eye-catching. Although Zoe grew up elegant and beautiful, her boyfriend, Darius, was also outstandingly handsome. It was the first time she had ever seen such an unparalleled handsomeness in her life. The man's strong aura engulfed her, instantly making the air around thinner. Zoe did not know how to respond at this moment. Sharing a parachute with him was certainly playing a joke on life! But without waiting for her to refuse, the man had already leaned over, and his voice carried a compelling magnetism. "Excuse me," he said. Before she could react, the man had already unbuckled her seat belt and put the parachute on himself. Who did he think he was? Did he think he could do whatever he wanted just because he's good-looking? Every seat was equipped with a parachute, so why did he have to use hers? "Sir..." Zoe muttered. Just as Zoe was about to argue with him, the man suddenly kissed her on her lips, and his tall figure pressed her to the hatch in a rapt kiss. After eight years with Darius, Zoe had yet to give him her first kiss. But the man in front of her, whom she had met the first time, had inexplicably snatched it in advance. The alluring scent of his body oozed. It was fresh, light, reminiscent of the freezing breeze in winter. Despite stinging cold, it had a refreshing effect on the brain. Zoe was stunned for a while before she realized that he was kissing her. Even if he was outstanding, he couldn't do such a thing to her in a public place! Zoe was furious and was about to raise her hand and slap him on his face, when several tall men approached. They were sweeping around a few times and discussing in a low voice… [He's not here.] [Without a parachute, he must not dare to jump off rashly, not to mention that he is seriously injured.] [He must be hiding in the crowd, let's keep looking!] Seeing them search for a while and leaving in a rage, Zoe felt a little panic. Obviously, they were not good people. “Wasn’t it more important to escape and save themselves at that moment?”she thought to herself. At that point, another group of women came over. Each of them were dressed ably and looked strictly meticulous, reminiscent of female secret agents in the movies. Zoe noticed that they put one hand in their clothes and the other hand pressing on the outside. Looking at that posture, she couldn’t help but wonder if there was a gun. Zoe was stunned. Suddenly, they ruthlessly gazed at her, as if they were using a laser, sweeping straight towards her. Zoe was shocked. Damn it, was she being targeted? One of the women glanced at her, then at the back of the man who was kissing her. The woman’s eyes no longer lingered on them as she continued to look for other targets. For them, they were a couple facing the prospect of parting forever, making a final kiss before jumping out of the plane, and were posing no threat to them. The man's back was blocked by the parachute, just enough to conceal his figure. [He should be hiding somewhere else.] [If we miss again this time, the boss will never let us go.] [Looks like we'll have to step up and not let Napoli's people find him first.] [Let's go!] Zoe listened to their conversation and couldn't help but think that the passengers on the plane were too weird. The group of mafia-like men were looking for someone. Those "female agents" were also looking for something, and that indiscriminate man in front of her was taking advantage of her. Damn it! To think that the man was still kissing her, Zoe folded her knee and kicked the man hard. Chapter 3 Parachute Jumping In Each Other's Arms However, as if he had expected what she was going to do, the man reached out and blocked her attack. The man had done too much. Zoe was so angry that she reached out and tried to push him away, not expecting him to hold her hands. He pressed against the hatch with her fingers clasped together in his. Zoe's eyes were full of protest. “Who are you? Get off me! It's about to crash! Do you hear me?” Once again, the man pressed her hard against the hatch and kissed her with more force and passion. One of the "female agents" who had just turned to leave, suddenly stood still and looked back at Zoe. "Boss, what's wrong?" Another agent asked her. "We don't have much time, those Napoli's-like people are close to finding him. We need to get out of here," the other agent added. "What are you looking at?" she asked. Most of the agents followed their boss' gaze which were directed toward Zoe. That was when Zoe realized that those women’s eyes were not on her. Rather, it was more directed at the man who was kissing her. She must have made too many movements and attracted their attention. While all that was going on, their "boss" had already taken out a pistol from her coat, and started pulling the trigger. The man had a sensitive hearing, and just as he heard the sound of the trigger, he threw a guest blanket at them with his backhand. A few of the women’s sights were blocked by the blanket, and by the time they were done setting it aside, the man had already leapt down with Zoe in his arms. He was so fast that they staggered! The parachute blossomed in the air, and they floated in the air at once, pulled away a modest distance from the plane. [Boss, it's him! He got away!] [Shoot him!] The sound of thumping g0n&&fire echoed in the air. The parachute floated farther and farther, so the bullets were useless. The woman called as the boss reluctantly ordered, "After them." Several people quickly put on their parachutes and leaped down. Zoe could not have imagined that she would somehow be involved in that kind of chaos. Who was that man in front of her and why was he being hunted by different gangs? Holding the man's neck in an extremely tight grip, Zoe almost hung her entire body on him. The group of fierce men, and the meticulous "female agents"... Why were they after that man? What exactly was his identity? Zoe understood that she was in big trouble. Just as she wanted to question the man, she saw that his eyes gradually closed, the hand holding her waist weakly loosened, and he passed out. "Hey! Don't sleep… wake up." Zoe said urgently. She was scared to death and hugged him even tighter. They were in the mid-air. Her life would be in danger if she didn’t hold on. "Are you passed out? Our parachute seems broken." Zoe said. Those sho&ts earlier seemed to have broken her parachute. The man was unconscious and couldn't hear her. Zoe looked up and saw a few holes on the parachute as they were rapidly descending. "Oh my God! Oh my God, I'm not going to fall off here, right?” Zoe prayed. Below them was the vast sea. Zoe wished the parachute could hold on a little longer. She did not want to di&e so soon, nor di&e in such a desolate place, and a ridiculous way. That was not what she wanted. However, the parachute was sparsely descending at a very fast speed. In her 25 years of life, Zoe had never found herself so unlucky! Everything that happened to her today made everything worse for her. Without much time for her to think, they both fell heavily into the sea with a thud, and made a huge splash. Chapter 4 Saved His Life The seawater was salty, fishy, and bitter. Zoe was caught in a few mouthfuls without any preparation. She quickly floated up and gasped for breath. Luckily, she could swim, otherwise she would have di&ed there! After splashing on the sea surface for a few times, Zoe finally calmed down and looked at the vast sea. A large area of blood had diffused on the sea, as if someone had spilled a red dye, filling the sea with waves of shocking red. What's going on? Where did so much blood come from? Zoe looked around but couldn't find the man. Then she suddenly realized that the group of people earlier said that he was injured. Could that be blood from him? It seemed that he was badly injured. Zoe hesitated whether to save him. He was not an ordinary man, and she didn’t know when that group of people would catch up. If she intervened in that matter, she would certainly get into big trouble ... But if she would not save him, he would definitely sink into the sea and drow%n. Two thoughts were conflicting inside her mind. Zoe had a difficult choice to make. She started to think of her grandfather. Her grandfather had a heart attack when he was walking in the park many years ago, and at that time no one dared to come forward to help him. That incident caused him to miss the best time for treatment. Her grandfather usually went out with entourage, but that day, his entourage were waiting outside the park, no one knew he suddenly collapsed, and it was too late when he was discovered. Zoe thought of that and closed her eyes in pain. She knew that she had to save him! Since it was happening in front of her, she couldn't let him die! Diving into the sea, Zoe quickly found his direction in the water, although she was not a strong swimmer, but the physical training she received as a child allowed her to quickly overcome all difficulties to swim towards him. She struggled to pick him up. Zoe was almost overwhelmed by the heavy man. Finally she used all her strength to drag him onto shore. She did not know where the place was, but from the fishing nets hung by the residents, it should be a fishing village. The chimneys of every household were emitting white gas not for away. The smell of rice wafted into her nose, and Zoe's stomach growled spontaneously. She quickly found one of the homes, which was the closest and the fastest to arrive, and she decided to go to that family for help. "I'll be back for you soon." Zoe placed the man on the ground and, regardless of whether he heard her or not, ran alone toward the house and knocked on the door. "Is anyone there, please? I need help! Hello, is anyone there, please open the door." It didn't take long for the small door to creak open, revealing a kind face and a woman slightly taken aback, "You are?" "Hello, the plane I was on crashed and now there is a man who fell into the sea and is badly injured. I need your help, I can't pull him by myself." The woman was slightly surprised, and looked at the figure lying on the shore then shouted into the house, "Honey, come out and help." The fisherman came out with big steps. After hearing what happened, without saying a word, he carried the man back to the house. "Miss, your man is badly wounded, is this a gunshot wound?" The fisherman looked at his wound and judged. Zoe had some resistance inside. He was not her man! In her whole life, she had only one man, that was Darius! But at that point, Zoe didn't expose the truth and cooperatively said, "Yes, we encountered hijackers on the plane just now. Not only did they rob us, but they also fir**ed several shots at him." "What's wrong with the World?" The fisherman slapped his thighs in anger, "Wait a moment, I have good ancestral medicine. No matter how big the wound is, as long as you apply it, it will be fine tomorrow." Chapter 5 Two People In One Room "It’s amazing." It was the first time Zoe had heard of such a medicine. The woman smiled and said, "His family has been fishing for generations, and last time his arm was even bitten down by a big fish, but after applying it, he is now pretty well." "Okay…." Zoe was a little scared when she heard those words. The woman brought in a basin of water, "You first wash your man's wounds, and later he has to apply medicine." Zoe was helpless. She misunderstood their relationship again. Dropping her gaze to the man, he was sleeping soundly with his arms around her waist, his head resting on her knees as if he were holding a comfortable doll. Why was the man still taking advantage of her at this critical time? Wasn’t he in a coma! How could he do such a shameful thing! Zoe's impression of him was even worse! "Your man seems to really cherish you. Even though he's injured, he won't let go of you. Young people are so good. Our generation would get embarrassed just holding hands..." "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you..." Zoe maintained a composed smile, but in reality she hated the shameless man to the extreme! With everything in chaos, could he just calm down a bit? The woman was about to ridicule the young couple, but when her eyes fell on the man's face, she was stunned, "He…" Seeing the woman's slight surprise, Zoe thought, "Maybe he is a celebrity even if someone in a small fishing village knows him? "Ma'am, you know him?" "He…" the woman pondered for a moment and said, "looks familiar, maybe I have seen him somewhere." Zoe was surprised. Could he be the number one criminal often shown on TV or an escap%ed priso&ner from some prison? Judging from the way he was just chased, he must have offended someone! "Ma'am, please think about it again. Where have you seen him before?" That was a matter of her life's safety! If he was a criminal, she would call the police as soon as possible! Never would she hide a criminal! The woman shook her head. "I can't remember. You should be a city girl as you dress like this, right? With such a beautiful appearance you should be a star couple." "You are flattering.How could a star as dishevelled as us?" Just then, the fisherman fetched the medicine and warmly came to Zoe, "Miss, you put this powder on his wounds, I'll have my wife call you when dinner is ready. Rest here tonight, make yourself at home." "Thank you, it's really troublesome for you." "You are welcome." Seeing them close the door and go out, Zoe then pushed the man away! The shameless bastard! Not to mention he took her first kiss, he's still taking advantage of her! Zoe was furious and punched him in the chest. Seemingly having been hit on a painful spot, the man grunted, and frowned slightly. Zoe wondered if she had hit him in the wound. Seeing black blood spilling out of his suit, Zoe subconsciously took it off for him, not expecting the white shirt inside to be red with blood and a steady stream of blood was constantly pouring out of his chest. He really hurt badly, Zoe thought. Just now soaked in seawater, and now hit by her with a punch, she knew that the wound hurt a lot. Despite her reluctance, Zoe still helped him take off his shirt, not for anything else, but to prevent him from dying there and making things worse. Seeing the bloody wound, Zoe was shocked! She first wiped his body, because his whole body was soaked in seawater after all. She had to do that to apply the medicine to him. After wiping the upper half of his body, a basin of water was already turbid, Zoe dumped the water, went outside to get a new basin of hot water and was about to wipe his lower body. However, she hesitated when her fingers moved to the belt. 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