Aurora’s POV.
I walked out of the hospital with the paper in my hand. I had to walk towards a vacant seat which was designed for patients in the hospital to sit and receive fresh air.
I sat slowly, as I opened the paper with trembling hands, and glanced through it.
Slowly, the look on my face was replaced with that of shock.
“What?” I thought as I glanced all over the paper for the umpteenth time.
“I’m pregnant,” I thought with wide eyes, wondering why I became pregnant now.
I became confused if it was possible to let my husband know or if I could hide it from him.
“Asher wouldn’t be happy about this, I’m so sure about it,” I said to myself, still glancing at the paper before I slowly folded it back and returned it to the envelope.
I decided to walk home slowly so I could also sort my thoughts.
Staying in a marriage where I didn’t feel loved was enough to shatter my heart every day, but I still didn’t have the right to leave.
Asher just hated me because the moon goddess fated us and made us mates when he had a girlfriend that he loved wholeheartedly.
He loved Sophia with his entire being, and I felt like I didn’t have the right to get angry. After all, I had lost my memory, my wolf, and my voice when my pack was attacked at the age of four.
I lost everything.
Asher’s dad picked me up and trained me, showered me with love, and treated me like his own daughter before I became Asher’s Luna. However, now, I’m nothing but a shame to Asher since his mate is mute, and because of it, I remained invisible to the public.
Deep down, at times I do wish Asher’s dad was still alive because I knew the level of punishment and wickedness which was being meted at me wouldn’t have been so.
I got home headed to my room, and kept the result hidden in my bag before I lay on my bed and buried my head in the pillows with a sad sigh.
The content of the result still made me worry about what would become of me and my unborn child, the sound of my door opening startled me just to see Asher staggering into the room, reeking of alcohol.
I sighed sadly, as this wasn’t a new sight to behold but what I couldn’t decipher was why he was always returning home drunk every night.
I stood up and strode towards him, hoping to help him to his bed when I saw a mark that broke my fragile heart all over again.
It was a lipstick mark, on his neck!
Instantly I knew Sophia left it there on purpose, probably wanting to leave a message with me that she was with my husband that day.
I felt a sharp pang in my chest but I ignored it and helped him to his bedroom, before slowly helping him to the bed and removing his shoes.
I walked to the table in the room and poured a glass of water for him before going towards him so I could hand it over to him when he shoved me away, spilling water all over my clothes.
I felt drenched and dejected as I stared down at my wet clothes.
The water that spilled on my dress revealed my curves, and I noticed the way Asher’s eyes darkened as he looked at me.
He pulled me to the bed, and with a slight smirk he said, “Let me give you what you want,”
I sighed deeply as my husband assumed I wanted him to have sex with me, but that wasn’t true.
I couldn’t possibly explain myself so I just kept on looking at him while he undressed me.
I never planned on enjoying sex with him, but because of the inexplicable bond between us, I found myself lost in the sweet sensation that engulfed us and moaned slightly.
I still didn’t have a good reason why I enjoyed it in that manner, but the only thing I could think of was possibly because we were mates.
Just as he was done satisfying his sexual urge, he stood up and began to dress up quickly. I covered myself with the duvet as I stared at him.
“What the hell are you doing on my bed?” He asked immediately as he shifted his attention to me.
I shook my head slightly, as I stood up and slipped into my wet clothes that my lying carelessly on the ground.
“Aurora, don’t ever forget that I would never acknowledge you as my Luna in my heart, not to even talk of acknowledging it in public,” He said coldly, breaking my heart into pieces.
“You are a wolf-less woman who is unfit for the role of the Luna,” He said coldly, as his eyes bore deeply into mine.
I already know that but it's painful enough for everyone to keep repeating it to me, reminding me of my flaws and imperfections as if it's my fault to lose my voice and my wolf in the first place.
“Sophia,” He said and paused, “Would always be the one,” He completed with a note of finality.
This statement alone shattered my heart, and with that, I rushed out of his room towards my room with devastated emotions.
I curled up on the bed in agony, as the words Asher said kept coming back.
“How much do I need to endure this humiliation and pain?” I thought as tears streamed down my face.
I’ve always dreamed of fighting back, but it was impossible since I'm only a helpless mute.
How can I possibly survive on my own?
Knowing fully well that I was an orphan, I knew I had nowhere to go, and that was the main reason I endured everything and still stood strong but now, I was breaking!
I didn’t have a single soul to support me, and the only person I had the memory of who supported me was Asher’s dad who is now late.
I was still in the middle of my thoughts when a knock on the door disrupted my thoughts, making me divert attention to it. I quickly wiped my face, but it was too late as I had been caught.
Asher’s mother walked in with a smug on her face, as she burst out in a boisterous laughter while staring at me.
“Poor thing, you keep crying every day” She mocked laughing hysterically.
“Hey, look here, you should stop crying and accept things the way they are already,” She warned, pointing her index finger at me.
“Who knows if your tears would bring bad luck to this, my precious family,” She said, making more tears flow from my eyes, but after she shot me a deadly glare, I quickly wiped the tears off.
“Such a good girl,”
“Get up and prepare quickly for Asher’s Nephew’s birthday,”
She commanded with a cold look that sent shivers down my spine.
“Be fast about it,” She ordered.
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