Chapter 6 – My oath

Ame POV

My legs give way, unable to hold the heavy weight of my broken heart…collapsing on the pack house floor.

Any sense of time escapes me as I stare at the empty moses basket, my mind spiralling out of control as day turns to night, darkness setting in on the compact room.

How could he commit such a crime against me, against our child. How could he choose a full-term baby over a premature illegitimate child.

Fated mate or not, I am his wife, I am his Luna.

I never knew he could be so cruel.

My eyes finally break away from the moses basket when the door slowly opens, the soft moonlight cascading down in the hallway…Calian standing in the doorframe.

His heavy footsteps echo throughout the pack house, coldness emitting from him.

At first, I don’t think he has noticed me, as he walks past until he stops by the bottom of the stairs, a sigh escaping him before he turns to face me.

“From now on, I think it best you stay away from Dessa and the child.” His hand grips tightly onto the staircase, his knuckles turning white. His order very clear.

There was no point defending myself, he only sees what she has told him. I never thought in the three years of our marriage…of knowing him my entire life, he could be so cold towards me.

Breaking any promise he made to me on our wedding day, in our marital alpha home…all destroyed.

Any hope of him believing me has gone.

“Well, answer me!” He furiously growls out, his demeanour remaining cold to me, indifference, like a stranger.

“You make me laugh. Suddenly I am nothing to you, the child we waited for….suddenly forgotten.” I sneer out as I stand, my voice rising as my hatred towards him becomes uncontainable, my body trembling with anger.

He’s silent, his eyes glaring daggers into mine before his lips finally open, his steps closing the gap between us.

“If it weren’t for you, our child wouldn’t have died.”

SMACK…

I slap him hard across the face, it was nothing to what he deserved…to what he truly deserves.

“It was you!” I seethe out.

I hate him, for what he has done to me, for blaming me for his crimes against our child.

“Are you crazy?” His hand touches the side of his face, a red mark appearing from the impact of my slap.

“The child is already dead; you need to accept this.”

“I will never accept it.” There isn’t a part of me that wishes to remain connected to him in anyway, I didn’t want to be near him, near this pack…not when he has destroyed everything…taken everything from me.

That inner strength, that confidence of being a beta’s daughter grows within me, forcing me to stand tall before an Alpha. I want to look at him at eye level as I reject him.

“I, Ame Althiste, Luna of the Shadow Hunters pack reject you as my mate, Calian Ombretta…”

“Ame, stop…” He roars out, his hands desperately reaching out to me, but I take a step backwards, continuing my rejection.

“ …and as my husband. I reject the title of Luna, making me no more than the daughter of the Beta.” I finish, my voice not even sounding like me…cold yet controlled.

An unbearable pain starts to ricochet through my body, my hand gripping onto my chest as I cry out.

“What the fuck have you done?” His hands mirror my own as he grips onto his chest, his body moving backwards as he hits the wall.

The full impact of the rejection hitting him square on in his chest.

He could feel my luna bond tethering, feel our mate bond dying.

“We are now nothing to each other Alpha, we are no longer tied to one another…” I painfully gasp out as the shooting sensation in my chest intensifies, catching my breath.

The combination of both the Luna and mate rejection preventing me from being able to breathe.

“I will leave this pack today.” I commit, I do not need to wait for the council to witness my rejection…I do not need to remain any longer in this pack…it is done.

“You aren’t leaving.” He snarls out to me.

“Then kill me.” I sneer out, flashing my teeth to him.

“I won’t let you leave. Even if you die, you will die in this pack!” His voice echoes out behind me as I drag my exhausted body towards the door, my vessel broken but my soul determined to never see him again.

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My body weak from the rejection but my resolve strong; I somehow make it back to the alpha house, to the bedroom that was once ours.

The bags I packed earlier remain by the door, however something feels wrong….off.

With further inspection I notice they have been repositioned, ransacked by someone….my thoughts go straight to Calian.

I’ll have to disregard the entire lot, the clothes were useless to me now, touched by him…maybe even bugged.

All I need is the teddy that reminds me of my son.

Carefully I place the wolf teddy into my inner jacket pocket, keeping it safe.

He will not keep me here.

“I’m leaving Shadow Hunters pack. I need to see you, it’s urgent.” I type out a text message on my phone, hitting send.

I take a deep core centring breath of air, building the courage to finally leave this place. When a taste lands upon my tongue…the air around me suddenly smelling damp.

That’s when I feel it…excruciating pain in my chest, as if I have been shot.

I search my chest for the source of the pain; to realise the wolf teddy I had just placed in my inner pocket was burning me.

I remove it, my fingers suddenly burning as I hold my son’s wolf teddy in my grasp, the entire plushie now holding the distinctive smell of wolfsbane.

It was poisoned; I have been poisoned by my own husband…he would rather murder me than let me leave.

I only had a matter of time before the poison consumes me fully.

I drop the toy, my throat swelling as I start to lose vision in one eye…panicking, I move to the ensuite, washing my eyes out with tap water before placing my finger into the back of my throat and forcing the potion back up.

I didn’t even know if it would work. I had inhaled the wolfsbane rather than swallowed but I cannot die; I refuse to die by his hands.

I vomit again, blood mixed with the substance as my sight slowly returns to me, my breathing still panicked but the swelling of my throat easing.

My hands frantically search the bathroom cabinet, searching for any products containing alcohol. I find what I need and a pair of tweezers.

I douse the bed and carpet of my room with bottle after bottle of flammable liquid. I move to the bedside table, a single lighter kept in case of blackouts during my pregnancy….my thumb pressing down on the switch, a small flame following.

My eyes fall upon the nursery; I would rather let it burn than have them touch my baby’s room.

I use the tweezers to painfully pick up the wolf teddy, my stomach now on fire….taking it to the bathroom and drenching it with cold running water before placing it back into my inner jacket pocket.

The cool wetness soothes the burn upon my chest as I move back to the main room.

The flames have already started to spread, the fire engulfing the bedroom quickly with the flammable liquid, my bloodied lungs stinging from the smoke.

I drag my weakened body to the window, pushing it open and rolling out from the top floor.

The impact with the ground forcing my lungs to contract again.

I pull my weakened body from the ground, moving in the darkness towards the main gate…keeping to the treeline as the guards turn to look at the rising black smoke billowing out of the Alpha house.

I remain in the treeline, watching on as the flames hungrily consume my past life.

“I will return; I will avenge my child.” I defiantly declare out.