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Morgan's POV

There was always that suffocating sense of disgust when I walked past the halls. I knew I have heard them say the words in their head so many times it has become a mantra to me, but I was still not used to how they stared at me.

Like I was a disease.

" So...you did the shopping again?" One of the maids asked in disgust as I placed the bag of groceries on the counter, trying to avoid their eyes.

I gave a small awkward smile.

" Yes I did....my husband asked me to be involved in the cooking process more"

She snickered.

" Of course the alpha did..judging from your size I know he thinks you will be better suited for the kitchen. Since you eat everything anyways"

A pang cut through my chest as I stared at her, opening my mouth to say something and then closing it back.

Small beads of sweat cut through my features as she struggled to keep in her smile.

" I mean, I don't mean it in a disrespectful way of course. You know I can never disrespect my Luna."

I scoffed internally, choosing to give another small smile instead of letting my conflicting thoughts slip through the surface.

" It's fine. I understand what you meant. I will go see my husband now, you can get started on dinner"

She hummed, her eyes glossing over me like I was trash before she picked up one of the grocery sacks in disgust.

That hurt still sat in my chest as I walked out slowly, refusing to let the thoughts sink in my chest as my steps became slow.

I passed by the hanging mirror in the hallways and just like every other time, I paused, my eyes taking in my reflection.

I was a 5'2, brown eyed, fat woman.

Fat...

I felt my chest seize when that word crossed my mind.

My cheeks were too flabby and my arms had far too much loose skin for comfort.

I could see why I have always been the butt of the joke in this pack even when I became their Luna.

I was an ugly, fat woman.

I liked to think that the first step to healing  was acceptance.

That and trying to get into the good books of my husband.

I clutched the little parcel I had bought from the store tightly.

He has mentioned before that he needed a new watch, I'm sure this was the perfect gift to get him.

Maybe if I did more, maybe if I showed how much I love him, he would finally look at me without that disgust clinging to his eyes.

His room was at the longer side of the hallway, my eyes drifting through name plates until I stopped at that very familiar door.

Alpha Brian.

My hands hesitated, and that was when I heard it.

It was almost unnoticeable at first because the noise in my head was far too loud to even note what was going on but eventually, I could hear it clearly and I felt my heart sink.

A moan.

Once, and then twice.

" Oh fuvk me...." That sly woman's voice came in, her moans growing louder like they did not care who heard.

That was when the rest of my world fell apart slowly.

I tried to convince myself that it was nothing, I was just overthinking it, but as I pushed that door open, a smaller part of me died.

I stared at the scene in front of me, Brian tangled up with a sexy slender woman I recognized as the delegate of the black scar pack.

Brian jumped as the door opened, startled.

I watched the woman cling to the duvet as she tried to hide her naked body, her shape, as far as I could see pristine.

My hands trembled and the present I held fell, my heart sinking faster as I took in a deep, shaky breath.

" Brian?"

He grunted.

" Could you not knock?"

I stared at him,.stunned.

" What?"

" You are not using your ears now? I asked why you didn't knock?! Do you just go around storming into people's rooms without having manners any longer?"

My heart sank completely.

I opened my mouth to speak and then shut it back again, the words not coming out no matter how I tried to frame it.

" How can you say that?" I finally settled on saying.

He scoffed, sitting upright as the duvet dropped from his hold to reveal his perfectly sculpted chest, body that I had so dreamed over holding for the longest of times before it finally appeared in front of me now and....

" How can I say that? Have you stared at yourself in the mirror? Do you not see that I cannot even stand seeing your stupid fat body not to talk of even touching you?"

There was that word again, fat.

The image I saw in the mirror flashed in my mind's eye and my body stiffened.

I was too fat. That is why this was happening.

" Baby, don't tell her that. You don't owe her any explanation " she said, her voice so sugary, hands curling up to him as she let out another chuckle.

" I'm just saying! I'm an alpha, she should know better that I need relief. And she just barges in and tries to guilt trip me"

Guilt trip you?!

My mind was spiralling.

I was cheated on, he was the one who is in bed with another woman and somehow, it was my fault.

" I was just trying to..."

She let out a scoff of annoyance.

" What? Why do you need to let this poor man talk more than he has to? He already told you he is not attracted to you. He needs his relief so why are you still standing here and trying to justify your presence. Leave!"

I gulped.

" Brian...I..."

" Leave. Or I will reject you as my mate right this instant. Know your fucking place"

My chest tightened.