Chapter 4

MEGAN’S POV

That night felt like a year. All I did was lie on my back, staring at the ceiling blankly. I waited and hoped that Austin would come back to bed, but he didn’t. 

Instead, my phone chimed, and I quickly picked it up. A video message popped up on my phone, and I quickly opened it. 

“Hey, Luna. Look, Austin is sleeping so peacefully wrapped in my arms. Don’t mind so much; we’ve always been like this. He just can’t sleep well without being in my arms like a baby.” Kayla’s annoying laughter brought hot tears brimming in my eyes. 

The sight of my ‘dear’ husband fast asleep in her arms made my heart ache. He left me in the cold and went to sleep in her arms. I’m his Luna, his mate, but he would throw me out without a second thought once it has to do with Kayla. 

I quickly shut the phone and dropped it on the table, sniffing hard as tears rolled down my cheeks. Another message popped up on my phone; this time it was just a picture. Kayla was dressed in a bikini, kissing Austin’s cheek even if he was fast asleep in her arms. 

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I jerked up from the bed and stormed out of the room angrily. As soon as I got to the room and pushed the door open, a gasp escaped my mouth as I saw Kayla all over my husband’s body. 

“What the hell are you doing?” I freaked out and rushed to Kayla. Instantly, I dragged her by the arm away from Austin. 

Just when Austin was about to open his eyes, Kayla pretentiously fell on the ground like I pushed her. “Hey… ouch…” She groaned while I stared at her, perplexed. 

“Megan, why did you push me?” She cried, feigning pain. 

Austin turned his gaze at me. “Megan, what are you doing here?” He raised his brows while I stared frantically back and forth at both of them with a mixture of anger and confusion. However, Austin rushed to Kayla, who was still on the ground, and held her hands passionately. “What did you do to Kayla?”

“How long has this been going on? Is this why you always travel out of the country?” I stood there with tears in my eyes and heaviness in my heart. 

Austin scoffed in disappointment. “I’ve told you a million times, there’s nothing going on between me and Kayla. She might be my ex-fiancée, but we’re over. Can you get a hold of your jealousy? Kayla gets panic attacks just because she saved me years ago; I can’t let her suffer that alone without being by her side.” 

“Suffering panic attacks?” I scoffed in utter disbelief. “Kissing you? Is that part of the panic attack?”

“Stop it.” He cut me off. “Stop overthinking and overreacting. If Kayla hadn’t convinced the Prescotts, the most powerful European pack all over the world, to help us and give us the ultimate contract, the whole pack would be finished.” He continued. 

I paused, trying to process what he had just told me. “Prescott’s? But that is…”

“Oh, please. You’re not going to tell me you did that just because you share the same last name with them? That’s enough, Megan. Apologize to Kayla now.” He sternly ordered. 

Anger surged through my veins. “You want your wife, your Luna, to apologize to a home wrecker just for faking a fall?” 

Kayla smirked while holding onto Austin’s arm. I raised my hand to slap her cheek, but Austin grabbed my hand, holding it tightly… so tight that it was hurting me. 

“Let go of me, Austin. You’re hurting me.” I winced, and he forcefully let go of my hand, making me trip and fall with my stomach landing on the table. I cried out in pain, holding my stomach. 

Immediately, Austin wanted to rush to help me up, and Kayla started faking a groan, like she was in pain while holding her head. 

“Kayla! Kay, are you okay? I’ll take you to the hospital; hang on.” He quickly carried Kayla in his arms and rushed to the door, leaving me on the ground in intense pain. I stared at them with my eyes filled with tears. Such that my vision was blurry as I stretched my hand to reach for his trousers, but he didn’t spare a glance. “Austin, please…” I pleaded, but he didn’t seem to hear or listen to me.

“I’m pregnant with his pup.” Kayla mouthed with a mischievous grin. 

I watched him walk out of the door, not minding how I was wincing in pain. Then, my eyes caught the blood rolling down my thighs from my nighties, and I screamed out loud, reaching for my phone that had fallen to the edge of the wall. The pain I felt was terrible as I crawled towards my phone to reach for it despite how painful it felt. 

With the last strength in me, I managed to reach the phone, and with my eyes almost closed, I dialed the number and placed the phone on my ear. 

“Help me. Help my baby.” That was all I could say before I passed out, lying in the pool of my blood.