Luna: Sworn to revenge

Vanessa's POV

The clock in the Pack mansion ticks… once… twice… thrice…

My heart stopped, gazing closely at the time now… it was past 12:00 AM in the midnight.

‘What could have happened? Why is he not back?’ I couldn't hold it in. My hand trembled from worry and I could feel my heart failing.

My phone which laid gently on the furniture in the living room was still blank… there was no call return or messages whatsoever.

I had called my husband again and again, but there was no single response. I thought by 11:00 PM he would be back, but that expectation was only futile.

Now… I am scared to death if something must have occurred.

His colleagues? I tried to call them too, but they weren't picking up.

I couldn't sit in the living room anymore. My blood and my body couldn't hold the suspense. I had to do the very first thing that came to my mind.

‘Find my husband!’

I didn't care about anything else. I went to the door… just as I opened… Behold! A horse came to a halt on the cemented ground.

My eyes lit up. I rushed forward… my face once filled with worry, smiled again.

My husband, Ray finally stepped down from his horse. I can't help my longing of just giving him that one hug.

As soon as I reached for him…. He blinked, shot a deadly glance at me like I was dirt and pushed me aside.

“Which day did we start this formality?”

The joy in my heart disappeared and the imagination of a happy marriage vanished into the air. I actually forgot myself. Letting the love I have for him overwhelm my thinking.

He didn't even look at me to confirm if I got hurt. He just stepped forward like nothing happened.

This was my reality. I stood there, hurt like always by his behaviour. My eyes reddened and I held my hand that got hurt after crashing into the ground and promptly standing up.

Immediately he was in front of the door pack’s mansion. He stopped but didn't look back.

“Is my food on the table?” His voice, thick and calm, sounded in my ear like war drums.

I jolted awake from my thoughts and hallucinations of happy marriage. I followed him inside.

Since he requested food, I headed to the kitchen without complaining even though I was tired.

‘You need to rest.’ My wolf howled. But I didn't listen because I didn't mind breaking down just to please him.

After some minutes, his already-made meal was hot. I served it on the dining table.

Eager to tell him to come eat, I opened the door of our room and there he was… sleeping like a baby.

I stood, frozen and unhappy. Since he knew he was that sleepy, he wouldn't have even demanded a meal.

But I didn't get angry. I understood… maybe it was stress from his work and he might actually be very hungry.

I went close to him only to perceive the odour of a well prepared dish.

So, he has eaten all along and still stressed me in this manner.

But I didn't count it. He had forgotten to remove his shoes like always and I helped him unbuckle them.

Far from his bed was my space… it was just a common foam on the floor.

I would have loved to sleep on the same bed with him, feel his warmth but he called me ‘stinker and undeserving.’

I lowered my eyes and my chest tightened in discomfort. I accepted my fate and went to sleep.

……………….

………

The next day… I opened my eyes at around 8:00 AM. Tired with a mild headache, I looked at the bed and my husband was nowhere to be found.

But it's the weekend… where could he have gone? The pack hadn't demanded his presence.

I decided to call him. On picking up my phone, there was a message already there.

“Do not call. I am in a meeting.” After reading, I sighed.

“A meeting on Saturday?” I whispered. That sounded vague because he had laid a rule of no meetings on weekends. So, what changed?

I didn't bother. Still feeling sleepy, I slept off again.

Hours later. I opened my eyes … everywhere was blurry. Only the sight of the ceiling caught my attention.

‘Where am I?’ my body was still heavy as I tried standing up. But to my realisation, there was a dagger in my hand and body stained with blood.

My heart skipped several beats. ‘W-what’s this?’ I stuttered, trying to get on my feet.

That was when I noticed a man across from me laying in the pool of his own blood. It's Alpha William Sabastian, my husband’s father.

My hand trembled… my body shook. Everywhere seemed blurry and I wondered how I got here in the first place.

The dagger in my hand fell to the ground when I beheld the hole in his chest.

‘W-when did this happen?’ I stuttered, trembling. I didn't have any knowledge of how I got here.

I looked around again only to feel familiar with the room… ‘t-this is the room of Ray’s father.’ My eyes bulged.

I realized I couldn't stay for a longer moment. I stood on my feet and stumbled forward just to reach for the door.

‘Click’ The knob of the door opened and a bright light penetrated inside.

I covered my face and staggered backwards.

“Alpha, didn't I tell you?… she walked in here to kill father!” Lena, a beautiful and arrogant lady pointed to me barking loudly.

Ray was quiet … he froze where he stood.

“Kill?” I sounded… “no, I didn't. I didn't even know how I…” before I could finish, a sharp slap on my face cut my words.

I felt a taste of blood mixed with saliva.

“Disgusting!” Lena sounded. “You dare to say a word even after catching you red-handed?”

As her tone lifted, I wanted to say something… to exhonerate myself from this. But I was short of words.

My lips only trembled as I tried all my best to say something which resulted in actual nothing.

Ray who seem to freeze for a moment looked at me despicably. “Why are you still watching this murderer?” His face was a mix of terror and pain.