Second Chance: The Rejected Luna

Caroline's POV

“Congratulations, ma'am, you're two weeks pregnant!” A nurse announced to me with a huge grin on her face and my Joy knew no bounds.

“Thank the goddess!” I yelled, unable to contain the excitement that I felt. I didn't even want to. The news was too good to hold in.

I'd been married to Alpha Jon, the Alpha of the Lotus Pack, for three years. Our marriage was the perfect marriage anyone could dream of, it was exactly what I hoped for except for one thing… I was unable to give him a child.

For three years, I cried out to the Moon Goddess to help me give my husband an heir. All to no avail. No matter how hard we both tried, the result was the same.

I was called all sorts of stuff– barren, unfruitful, unfit, bad luck, just to mention a few. At one point, the elders asked him to choose another woman. Not my Jon. He could never do that to me.

He told them off each time and insisted that he'd never leave me. He loved me that much. I felt it all the time when he talked to me, when he held me in his loving arms, when he drew close to me and kissed me passionately, when he tossed me on the bed for some earthshaking sex. He was my whole world.

“Thank you, nurse,” I said to the nurse as I got up from the bed and began my journey back home.

“Please, come back every month for your check ups,” she reminded me as I walked out of the door. I just nodded and kept going. I was too happy to pay attention to anything else.

As I drove back home, all I could think of was the look on my husband's face when he'd hear the good news. I imagined that he'd lift me up at once with joy in his heart. It was a small feat for him. I was slender and he was a tall and very muscular man.

I drove into the compound, parked my car and made my way into the house. I took out my key and unlocked the door, taking a deep breath before pushing it open and walking inside.

Jon always loved to wait in the sitting room whenever I was out for something. He loved to be the first to see me before any servants in the house. I used to call him childish for that but he never really cared.

This time, he wasn't there. His absence knocked the grin off my face in a hurry as I was a tad disappointed. I knew where to go though. He had to be in his room.

As I climbed the stairs, I heard some noise but I couldn't make anything out of it. No servant was ever allowed to get into his room except I let them. Surely, he was alone… Right?

The noise got increasingly louder as I got closer. On getting to the door, I knew immediately what it was. He was moaning but it wasn't just him. There was a woman there. They were both moaning in pleasure.

“No. It can't be. I must be dreaming. Surely, my ears are deceiving me,” I thought to myself before pushing the door open.

I wasn't. It was exactly as I had thought. A lady was on all fours with her bosoms dangling in front and my husband was behind her. It wasn't just any lady though. It was Susan, my best friend.

She quickly grabbed the sheets, shocked to see me, and tried to cover herself up while Jon just sat on the bed and stared at me.

I froze at first, and tried to make sense of what was before me. Once… No, twice, I blinked, to see if my eyes were playing tricks on me.

“How could you do this to me?” I asked them both, with tears in my eyes. My heart was broken, no? It was crushed to pieces by the two people that I loved and trusted the most.

My eyes widened as I looked at the table to my right and beheld a glass cup. All I could think of was to grab it and just smash their heads with it but I was just too weak.

“What did you expect?” John asked, arching his brow as if to say that I got what I deserved.

I had thought that he'd be remorseful, that he'd apologise for his actions. I hoped he'd tell me that he was seduced by that backstabber that I called my friend. How wrong I was!

“For three years, we've been married, yet an heir, you have denied me,” he voiced in displeasure. “You made me hope that we'd have a child soon. Why didn't you tell me you were a barren witch?”

“Barren? Witch? Me? What the hell are you saying?” I asked in disbelief. “I'm not barren…”

“But you are, Caro. Why else can I not hear the cry of a baby in this house? I cannot do this anymore.”

I turned to Susan and pointed my fingers at her. “You told me that you had nowhere to stay. You asked for my help and I agreed to house you, despite Jon's reluctance and this is how you pay me back?” I snapped at her in disappointment. “You know what? Just leave. Get off this bed, pack up your stuff and get out of this house. I don't ever want to see you again.”

“I'm not going anywhere,” she defiantly uttered with her eyes locked in mine.

“What did you just say?” I chuckled, taken aback by her response.

“You heard her right. She's going nowhere, Caroline. It's you who needs to leave this…”

“But I'm your wife!” I snapped at Jon, cutting him short immediately. He had never called me Caroline. It was always Caro. Even though it was my name, it hurt so bad to hear him call me that.

“Well, not anymore, Caroline. I have decided to get married to Susan instead,” he divulged, shredding my heart into pieces once more. I watched on as he turned to Susan and they both shared a kiss right in front of me.

“From today, you cease to be the Luna of this Pack. I…”

“Wait… Don't do this,” I pleaded with tears in my eyes. I was the one being betrayed but I couldn't help but beg. I still loved him. I'd have given anything just to be with him.

“I, Alpha Jon, reject you, Caroline, as my mate,” he declared.

It was clear that he wanted nothing to do with me. The ball was in my court though and I wanted so badly to refuse his rejection.

Yet, as I ran my eyes down his well-chiselled body and gazed into those blue eyes of his that reeked only of hate and irritation. I knew there was only one thing I needed to do. I had no choice.

“I, Caroline, accept your rejection, Alpha Jon!” I clutched my chest as those words left my mouth as I felt a great pain in my chest. Yet, I held back the tears. He wasn't worth any of it.

He felt it too. I could tell by the way that he grit his teeth, even though he did his best to conceal it. I gave them both one last glare before turning back around to leave.

“Leave the car too. It's mine,” he yelled as I forcefully slammed the door. “That's for lying to me.”

“Lying to him?” I muttered to myself as I got to my room and began to pack my clothes as quickly as possible.

I had never lied to him. Not even once. I was always as honest as possible at every point in time so I had no idea what he was saying. It didn't matter anyway. His loss.

I booked a ride with my phone as I walked out of the building, then I turned back around to look at the house one more time. This time, I couldn't hold back the tears any longer.

I wailed like a baby as the tears drenched my dress. It could have been the happiest day of our lives. If only he had a little more patience, he'd have found out he was about to be a father. The moment we both sought was finally here and he threw it all away.

“I'm never letting him anywhere near my child,” I sniffed, as the cab honked twice. I turned around and walked inside, never to return.