Chapter 2

Carmen’s POV

I froze, the air leaving my lungs.

Pregnant?

I had been carrying his baby for half a year and hadn’t known.

Joy flooded my heart in an instant. Hurriedly, I stood from the bed and adjusted my clothing, grinning from ear to ear. “I’ll see you later, Dr. Aris!” I called.

“You have to wait for your ultrasound pictures,” she reminded me.

“Oh, that’s right,” I giggled, sitting back down. My legs bounced of their own accord as the excitement could not be contained.

Immediately it was ready, I skipped all the way out and to my car, muttering profuse thanks to the Moon Goddess. After several years, she finally smiled on me.

Now no one could call me the barren Luna.

I drove past the bustling human city with a smile on my face, then stopped by a store that sold baby clothes. There had been this cute brown pajama I had seen on display once and always wished I could get it if I had a child. Now I was finally going to have one.

After making the purchase, I drove home.

The sun had disappeared beyond the horizon by the time I returned to the pack house, casting orange and pink hues across the sky. Somewhere in the distance, birds were chirping to one another.

The guards looked at me oddly as I could not keep the smile away from my face; however, there was also this look I couldn’t decipher—discomfort, maybe?

Sighing, I walked down the corridor and up the stairs.

“Yes… oh… ah… oh my goodness… that’s it right there!” a voice cried.

What the fuck? Confusion swept over me. Was that not sex sounds? Who’d be in here having sex so loudly?

Maybe one of the maids with the butler, but they definitely knew better.

With a sigh, I continued my journey up the stairs and walked towards the bedroom I shared with Silas.

“Yes… Silas, faster… keep going… Goddess, fuck!” she moaned.

A feeling I was not familiar with settled in the pit of my stomach. It was not a comfortable one.

The voice screaming and moaning sounded painfully familiar, as well as the grunts I could hear. But that had to be a mistake, right?

It had to be a hallucination, right?

Tentatively, my hands gripped the door handle. I turned it and pushed it open with my eyes closed.

Opening it didn't make anything better.

Silas was there, standing behind a blonde woman who was on all fours on the bed as he pounded her rapidly.

“Silas?” I called out in a shaky voice.

He pulled out from her and slowly walked away from the bed. “The fuck are you interrupting me for?” he snarled.

My husband cheating on me was one thing, but seeing the blonde woman turn to look at me with disdain sent a sharp stabbing pain through my heart.

“Chloe?” I asked in a hoarse whisper. “No… no, no… I can’t…”

“Get lost,” spat Silas coldly.

I stood there frozen, the ultrasound picture in my hand falling to the floor alongside the shopping bag that was hanging on my forearm earlier.

“How could you!” I suddenly screeched as my brain finally processed the intensity of the situation. I slapped Silas’s chest with fervor, crying. “Why would you do this to me?” I sobbed.

Silas scoffed, looking amused at my emotional outburst. “Why? You are fucking useless to me! Chloe on the other hand is pregnant with my child already! Pregnant! I can’t believe I wasted all those years with you!”

I staggered backwards, each information compounding the shock. This had been going on long enough for her to have gotten pregnant by him, and I was just knowing about it.

My hands reflexively touched my stomach where life was growing inside. Was there even any point in telling him the good news?

His eyes dropped to my hand placement and then he rolled them. “What you’re going to loe that you’re…” Silas trailed off as he saw the ultrasound on the floor. He bent, picking it up to scrutinize the image. Chloe who was still naked walked to be beside him, visibly uncomfortable. She avoided my eyes as she spoke. “Seriously, after six years you want to claim you’re pregnant. Who forged that shit for you?”

I huffed, sniffing and laughing at the same time. “I can’t believe you two.”

Before they could say anything else, I snatched the papers away from them and stormed out of the room, chest rising and falling. A sob escaped my lips as I reached the banister, pressing my body against it.

The sound of a door slamming echoed snd second later, firm hands grabbed my hand roughly.

“Get the fuck away from me Silas!” I screamed, trying to push him away.

It was to no avail.

He dragged me across the floor, ignoring my cries as my shins scraped painfully against the edge of each step. I was taken out through the back door, and into the garage.

“Get in,” snarled Silas, throwing me against the door of one of his older cars. “Do not let me repeat it.”

“What are you…”

“Get in.”

I did as he obliged, because honestly I did not have the strength to argue. Once Silas got in on the other side, I turned to face him with my test streaked face. “Where are we going?”

“You see,” he began, reversing out of the garage and then down the pathway that led towards the edge of the area. “I’ve spent years trying to make you work. But you’re like a broken toy, Carmen. No matter how much I fix you, you still don’t do what you’re supposed to do.”

The car picked up speed and j noticed that we were heading toward the Old Cliff Road. It was the part of the estate that was strictly off-limits because of the dangerous drops.

“Silas, slow down!” I shouted, clutching the door handle. My other hand stayed protectively over my stomach. I didn't care about him anymore or about his cheating with jy sister. Right now, I just wanted my baby to be safe. “Please, I’m telling the truth. The doctor said I'm six months along. This is your heir, Silas!”

“I don’t care what some stupid doctor said!” he roared. “Chloe is the one. She’s the one who will give me my legacy. You’re just a mistake I’m finally erasing.”

Before I could process his words, he jammed a heavy metal flashlight onto the gas pedal, pinning it down to the floor.

My heart hammered against my chest as the engine began to scream. “What are you doing? Silas, stop!”

He didn't look at me as he kicked the driver’s side door open and rolled out of the moving car, disappearing into the darkness of the trees.

“Silas!” I screamed, lunging across to try and grab the steering wheel.

It was too late. The car was moving too fast, and the cliff edge was right there. I felt the sickening moment the tires left the solid ground and hit nothing but air.

Weightlessness took over.

The car flipped in mid-air and hit something, probably another rock from the first drop of the cliff. I could hear the glass shattering and feel it cutting into my skin. I held onto my stomach with everything I had, saying a desperate plea to a Goddess who I thought had finally smiled on me.

Please, save my baby.

The car finally dropped into the river tyat waa below the cliff after tumbling across several rocks. I could literally feel my bones breaking. Cold, dark water rushed in through the broken windows, filling my mouth and lungs. The pressure was crushing, and the light from the surface grew smaller and smaller until there was nothing left but the darkness.