My Mute Wife Novels & Stories

“I thought we could catch up.” “And yet here you are touching my wife when she doesn't want you to.” The words hit me harder than they should have. My wife. Not Azzmi. Not her. My wife. “Don't be ridiculous,” Melvin scoffed. “She didn't say anything.” Then he looked directly at me. “Isn't that right?” Before I could answer, Raven stepped forward. “Just because my wife stays quiet doesn't mean you get to put your hands on her.” The room suddenly felt warmer.

Amelie stutters speechlessly. “Come in,” my voice echoes in the large living room. A man walks in holding a little pup. “Alpha, Luna,” he greets. We responded to his greeting. “You are Maya's husband and that's her daughter, right?” I asked him. “Yes Luna,” he replies. “Can you tell us all that happened and why your wife committed suicide?” I asked him. I didn't want to say anything. I want them to hear everything from his mouth. “My wife didn't commit suicide. She was murdered right here in this packed house,” he said, trying to control his emotions and not break down. Everyone gasps.

she stammered. That was something I discovered before barging into that church to stop the ridiculous wedding. She had been mute since she was thirteen. No one knew exactly what had happened to her, but I did. Her father was a bastard who forced everyone, including the doctors involved in her birth, to write that she had been mute since birth. “You shouldn’t have come down without your shoes, Mariana. You could have worn the shoes from last night; why didn’t you?” I asked, observing her lips twitching.

Whatever this is, we can work through it. "I am done with the theatrics!" His voice rose sharply enough that the couple at the next table glanced over. He did not seem to care. "Can you not get it through your head? Or does being mute mean you are stupid too? I said I am done, Ava. Done with you. All of this. I cannot fucking take this anymore so there is nothing to work through. You…embarrass me and I am tired of pretending that things are forever going to be a ray of sunshine between us."

Marcus stared at me, his face white. "You're not human," he whispered. "You're a Mute Omega. The rarest wolf in existence." The council elders were shaking. The students were frozen. And Damon—my brother, my protector—looked at me with something I'd never seen in his eyes. Fear. "The Mute Omega hasn't been born in a thousand years," one elder said, his voice trembling. "Her voice can command Alphas. Her howl can tear packs apart. She's not just rare. She's dangerous."

"How is that possible? Isn't that mute married to someone else?" Seth frowned slightly. "Miss Woods, how do you know about this?"

When she saw the waiter coming with her order , she tapped the mute so Luke wouldn’t hear the server when he gave her the cheesecake and coffee. "Thank you, “ she quickly said to him. Luke cursed. His wife was lying to him. He ended the call. Isabelle let out a sound of frustration when he hung up. She dialed his number. At first she thought that he won’t " What?!I am driving!" he hissed and she bit her bottom lip. She was aware that he was using a hands-free phone so he could talk while driving. She knew he was in a black mood because she wasn’t able to get the call immediately.

“Ray, apologize to Dale right now. If you do, I’ll keep you around for old time’s sake.” During our seven-year marriage, we had no children. The problem wasn’t me, but Krystal—her underdeveloped ovaries made it impossible for her to conceive. I kept the truth from Krystal to protect her pride, taking the fall for our childlessness. Alas, my commitment to her was thrown back in my face. Locking my gaze onto her, I hissed through gritted teeth, “Krystal, the problem lies with you. You’re infertile from defective follicle development.”

"He said that if someone doesn't use a body part for a long time, the organ will atrophy. Does anyone want to see whether the mute girl's tongue has atrophied?" Everyone in the classroom heard her. But not a single person looked up or chose to help me. They just packed their bags as fast as they could and quickly fled the scene. I shoved Ayanna aside, but her posse stepped forward and surrounded me. "Open your mouth!" Ayanna barked, holding up her phone camera. "If you don't, I'll just have to do it myself." I bit down hard on my lip, resisting silently. She moved closer and closer.

Ethan shot Juliet a look full of disgust, slung an arm around my shoulders, and pulled me away without a backward glance. I glanced over my shoulder and saw her standing there, utterly lost. The moment our eyes met, her lips parted as if she wanted to speak, but no sound came out. "What are you looking at?" I lowered my gaze and asked softly, "So, she really was my wife?" Ethan corrected me, "Ex-wife. And you don't need to remember her. Forgetting her is the best thing that's ever happened to you. She's not worth a single second of your thoughts."