All the time, she thought she would be scolded for leaving the mansion and doing her job since he has specifically told her not to leave. But Deep inside she feels relieved that the father of her child isn't against her job that she loves.Now, she is standing outside the studio, kinda anxious about everything. What if he didn't scold her to save his face in front of everyone. She doesn't know as she can't fathom what he thinks. With a soft sigh, she grips her purse, trying to see if he will be here or he was just all talking. But her attention goes to the car which stops before her and the window slides down, revealing that handsome face." Get in." Jacob opens the door for her. Her tensed shoulders straighten up when she notices his expression. He isn't upset or mad at her. With a soft sigh, she hops in, thanking him.After Jacob hopping in, she guessed he would just drive but, to her suprise, he leans closer to her, leaving no space between them. His eyes meet her, shaking her ins

-Aurora-It's been a long time since I felt so good about someone's scent. It's ironic. The matter of the mating season and having a mate never help me to understand its necessity. Why would we have to be connected with someone stranger? Why can't we choose someone who we love to? Those questions always keep living in my head rent free. My mother was in love with her childhood sweetheart. He betrayed her by marrying her best friend who was his mate. And she questioned herself - Why?- Why destiny needs to play with heart? Why did his love have to be so fragile? But she didn't blame the destiny. After all, he chose her best friend because the love they shared wasn't strong, to him obviously. My Mom as third person, wasted her life on that heartbreak until he appeared. The monster in human form, as my mom's mate. It's said, When you meet your mate, everything feels useless, nothing works around you. You will feel weak but stubborn. Your heart will squeeze to bleed to be with your mate.

The entire day, Aurora didn't leave her room after she woke up in the early morning. She rests her head on the duck pillow with her eyes closed. As she opens her eyes, her eyes are set on the window. It is slightly open and the faint daylight escapes from the slightly open drapes. Her chest goes up and down with a deep breath. Dawn is breaking through the sky but it doesn't encourage her to leave the bed and starts doing what she regularly does. The phone next to her chirps But she feels so weak that she can't gather the strength to reach her phone by raising her hand. So, she snuggles more, feeling so empty and exhausted. Her muscles are stiffened and sore. Her full brown panic attack has left its painful sign in her body. Yet, she tries to sleep another half an hour before her office time. She needs to replenish her strength to move forward and work. But it doesn't make her feel better. The thought of yesterday, the memories of her past and her uncertain future, everything has bee

-Aurora-It's not I wasn't aware of her family situation. She was like a opened book that could be read easily. Her lunchbox was filled with sweet potatoes and some dry bread. But she was bright and warm person. I thought she would be able to focus on her work properly. Since I was her senior, the directors sent the email regarding her promotion in my work email address. I should have informed her before or this thing wouldn't have happened.Whatever, I quit. Come to think about it, I actually took the decision out of nowhere. I loved the job but she needs it. Also, recently I think I am feeling really weak and disdained. The Morning Sickness has gotten worse. No wonder, I can see those dark circles underneath my eyes. " Ma'am! Are you OK?" I hear a masculine voice. Is it the bodyguard? I don't know. I should wrap things up and leave first. I have no strength after throwing up for ten minutes straight. I regret having morning coffee. However, as I walk towards the door, a sharp pai

" He cheated on her with one of his best friends!" Patrick places the hotel information and the CCTV footage of the day when he met Aurora in that hotel. His eyes get stern as he puts his arms on the table, leaning forward to having a clear vision. The moment he watches the CCTV footage where Xavier his nephew's actions were evident enough to make it clear that she was terrified of what he was doing, he clenches his jaw. He stands up, grabbing the phone and keys." I need to go somewhere. Don't follow me!" He says, walking out of the room. He has been with Aurora who sometimes jolted awake with tears in her eyes. He doesn't know who gave her such a deep scar on her heart but he will keep digging up the information until he can erase those scars. " Boss! Don't hit him so badly. Next week is his succession day. If you get involved -!"" Nobody will move freely after hurting what is mine. I hope you won't meddle!" His tone is calm, but his eyes are full of anger. After driving for hal