CHAPTER FIVE

I never contacted him until today and I was glad he answered. He didn’t forget me, he still remembered my voice.

I let out a short, stunned laugh. His tone had just the right edge—a teasing reprimand and something that sounded like relief. He said, “I heard you married Damian.” There was a faint note of disapproval in it, but also curiosity.

“I am fine” I told him, “just having a little bit of trouble though. I saw your interview, you must be in New York?”

“Hmm,” he replied, his voice low and even. “I came to the Silver Moon Pack to negotiate a business deal. What trouble are you going through?”

I froze, clutching the phone tighter. The words sat heavy on my tongue. How could I even begin? 

When I finally spoke, my voice was raw. “Aiden… I don’t even know where to start. Everything feels like it’s falling apart. And I don’t know if you—if anyone—can really help me.”

There was another pause, but his tone carried no hesitation when he answered. “I am sending you an address. Meet me, and we can talk personally.”

“Thanks, I’ll come,” I replied softly before hanging up.

A kind of feeling crept up in my heart, maybe he was the only person who could help me now. Maybe he was the only person who could bring me out of this dilemma.

My phone beeped with another message from Emily, it was another picture. Damian was holding onto her waist and they were on the dance floor. What the heck was going on with Damian? Did he really want her? I made up my mind, I wasn’t going to wait for him to come home. I was his wife and Luna, I have that right.

I quickly texted Emily and in no time, I was on my way to the club. I could have waited for him to come home but I was too nervous to do that…we actually needed to talk.

Fifteen minutes later, the car pulled up in front of the club and I hastened towards the entrance. The man stationed at the door saw me and he immediately bowed. Everyone knew who I was, Damian’s wife.

Walking past him, I sauntered into the club and my eyes began to wander round, looking for my husband. I finally saw him, the two of them. He was saying something to her and she was smiling like a Cheshire cat. My anger skyrocketed but I kept my cool. He has a wife but he thinks it’s better to hang out with his ex-girlfriend instead. Damian was holding onto her waist, they looked so close thus I could literally sniff out their love for each other. I broke down, I have been a fool all these years. I only kept watching them, he would say something to her and she would laugh. It got to a point that he even bent down to help with her shoes…

That was the only thing I needed to see, I turned around and rushed out of the club. I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me anything, everything was clear for me to see. That was it, I won’t allow myself go through another torture again. It was already enough seeing my fated mate hugging someone in such an intimate manner. It wouldn’t have hurt so bad if Damian was not my mate but he was, he was my one true mate. How could he want someone else when his mate was here? How was that even possible? I was upset, really upset. I understand that the two of us didn’t have the most beautiful relationship but I would never hurt him but he…. I cleaned the tears that welled up in my eyes as I hurried towards my car, I was about to throw up.

When I got back home, I decided to have a quick shower to help clear my head. It hurts, it hurts so bad seeing my own mate with another woman. I tried for three years to make him see me as his but he was mostly distant and now…

“You look heartbroken” my wolf, Enid said to me. She sounded a bit disappointed too and I couldn’t blame her. She was way more obsessed with Damian than I was but seeing him like this, of course she would be sad.

“Of course I am heartbroken.” 

“Is she the reason why he hasn’t put his mark on us yet?”

My heart shattered again, Damian has not marked me yet even though I am his mate. We have only been intimate but he has not put that mark that signified we were mates on me yet.

I remembered when I discovered that Damian was my Mate on the wedding night, my heart bloomed. I never expected something so lucky to happen to me—a Beta's adopted daughter with no background.

But I soon wasn’t so happy anymore, because he kept using all kinds of excuses to delay marking me. Now I realize—it turns out he has always had someone he loves in his heart, which is why he never accepted me.

Tears blurred my vision as I curled up on the bed, hugging the pillow to my chest. The room was quiet—too quiet. I thought I’d be alone with my heartbreak all night.

Just as I was drifting in and out of sleep, a creak of the door woke me. Damian stepped in, his voice rough from sleep. “Bring me some water, Selena!

” he called out, impatient.

I stared at him, gripping the pillow tighter. My throat tightened. For the first time, I didn’t move. I didn’t reach for the glass. I let him stand there.

His brow furrowed, and he tilted the glass. “Selena?”

I shook my head slightly, my jaw firm. No words escaped.

As he sighed and placed the glass down on the nightstand, I felt a strange clarity cutting through the pain. Tomorrow… tomorrow I would see Aiden. I would find a way out of this.