A Rough Day

“They said I can never compete with her and take the throne in his heart. But, honey, there is no competition! She can have the throne of his heart while I take the throne of the pack.” -Asmitha (I became an Alpha after Divorce)

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Emma’s POV

“Ahhhh.” I accidentally knocked off the vase from the table while scrubbing the floor. I immediately grabbed the vase to check if it was fine even though my back was hurting because of the hit. Fortunately, the antique was alright, saving me a heavy bashing from the owners of this house.

“Emma! Where in the Moon Goddess’s name are you?” Sherra Sinclair, my mother-in-law, came bragging into the room. The anger on her face escalated when she saw me on the floor. 

“You witch, it’s already time for dinner and you are still cleaning the floor? Where is the food? Do you want to starve me and Desiree?” She seethed.

I darted my eyes toward the wall clock and realized that it was indeed time for dinner. I got up at once and said, "I am sorry, I lost track of time while cleaning the floor."

I was not lying, you don't realize how time slips by when you are made to clean a three-storied mansion. 

"Stop throwing random excuses and get to work at once."

"Yes." I nodded my head and took hurried strides towards the kitchen. 

I could feel her eyes filled with disgust following me; without holding back, she said, "You could not prove yourself useful in bearing a child for our family, at least be punctual with the chores."

I stopped in my tracks, my fist clenching on the hem of my shirt.

It's been three years since I got married to the Alpha of our pack, Draven Sinclair. While it looked like I was living the dream of every spinster in the Silver Moon Pack, the truth was far from it. The household which was supposed to cherish me as their beloved Luna, treated me like a slave and Sherra in particular hated me for not bearing for her son.

It was not that I did not want to, starting a family with him has been my dream since I fell for him in my youth. But, the feelings weren't mutual and even though I was his wife, he hadn't touched me even once in all these years.

I swallowed my pride and walked into the kitchen, hoping that she would stop targeting me once I started my work. But boy, was I wrong…

She followed me into the kitchen, and started, "You should be thankful that you are even allowed to live with us. You tricked my son into marrying you but what for, you are of absolutely no use to him!"

I ignored her words, trying to focus on chopping the vegetables but the woman did not intend on stopping.

"Neither are you from a respectable rank nor did you bring any financial benefits with yourself. Moon Goddess, what have we done that you are punishing us like this? Why did my son have to marry this barren woman!"

"Enough is enough!" I finally snapped at her with my reddened eyes and trembling hand. Every person has their limits and I guess mine was this, I said, "Stop calling me a barren woman! The reason I could not bear your son an heir is because he has never slept with me."

I watched her expressions shoot up from angry to shocked, it was hard to tell if it was because of my outburst of anger or the truth. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down, "Stop getting on my nerves now. I can't be held responsible if your son doesn't want to have a baby with me."

I turned around and got back to my work. Sherra was silent for a while, she seemed to have finally understood the gravity of this situation. She shrugged and commented, "Oh, I am not surprised. My son doesn't like you at all, that is why he didn't even bother to lay a finger on you. But that is okay, Stella is getting better now. She will come back and do what you failed to do."

The bowl in my hand slipped out of my grip and crashed to the floor with a loud bang. 

What did she say just now?

Has Stella really woken up?

Stella Gracy was Draven's girlfriend from three years ago. The two were supposed to get married but couldn't when she met with an accident and fell into a coma.

Sherra raised her eyebrows proudly seeing my pale face, she said, "You don't dare to be cocky now, do you? It's about time my son divorces you and gets back with the woman who truly deserves to be his Luna. I can't wait to kick you out of my house, you filthy omega."

"You…" 

"What is going on?" I was about to say something but a cold, distant voice interrupted me. I froze on my spot and my body stiffened. Even if I were to lose my memory, I would not forget this voice.

Clad in a black suit and a poker expression on his handsome face appeared my husband, Alpha Draven. He stood at the kitchen entrance, briefly looking at me, his mother, and the shattered bowl on the floor.

He did not have to wait for too long as his mother immediately fell weak and launched herself at him. She said in a pitiful tone, "Draven, get a hold of your wife, she is being out of control today. She was being lazy and not making dinner, and when I asked why, she started yelling at me."

The corner of my lips twitched, it was not the first time this woman had twisted the tale like this but every time she did, she did not fail to amaze me. Sherra broke down in tears, making the man hug her gingerly. He shot daggers at me and asked, "Why did you do this?"

"I did not do anything!" I said, only to be shut down by her. She said, "Draven, when you said you are bringing home an Omega, I already warned you against this but look, where this has brought us to. I am getting bullied in my own house."

I shook my head, I was too exhausted for this and decided to return to my room.

As I was heading upstairs, I could hear Sherra noisily complain to her son but I did not mind, I was long used to this. What worse can her son even do to me at this point? 

I locked the door behind me and sat on the bedside. I tried to calm down and was just pouring myself a glass of water when suddenly, the door was kicked open. Alpha Draven angrily entered the room and without a warning, pushed me on the bed.