Scarlett
My body seemed to surface on the ice as I felt my consciousness knocking in and opened my eyes to locate myself lying on the floor. My eyes darted over the room to find my mate who had promised not to leave me alone during my heat.
It would be an understatement to say that my world crumbled down when I found his wife sleeping peacefully, resting her head on Klaus’s chest. She didn’t even bother to cover her bare chest, the way their chests brushed against each other reminded me of my moment with Klaus and all I could feel was anguish.
Probably I had my head just like this on his chest. This scene showed me the reality of how replaceable I was in his life. He could have his wife in his bed and it wouldn’t even be counted as cheating on me because I wasn’t his wife.
The roles got reversed when I was in Amber’s place. Everyone was calling me whore but the same people wouldn’t call Amber a slut for sleeping with my mate whom I had already marked and with whom I had mated.
How pathetic a situation I was in!
Klaus was mine, my mate, still, slept with another woman who was his wife and I was supposed to accept this and not call it a betrayal.
What I felt didn’t matter to anyone. All the pack members had sympathy for Amber and hate for me. Nobody thought about me, they didn’t think about my pain of seeing my mate marrying someone else, to find my fucking mate with someone else in his bed.
The tears of pain, anger, and betrayal welled up. I turned my face to another side, not being able to condone another woman in his bed.
My body was aching weirdly, I could feel my organs burning but it wasn’t something like I felt during the heat. This fire could engulf me, and give me enough pain to die. I had to go out, the more I stayed in his room, the more pain I felt in my heart.
Standing up from the floor, I waddled with shuddering legs toward his wardrobe. I couldn’t go out in his bathrobe no matter how furious or in pain I was. His cupboard was filled with shirts and trousers, I couldn’t find anything decent to wear rather than his black hoodie.
Promptly, I slid my arms into his hoodie and thankfully, it reached to my thighs and covered my naked ass. Throwing a last glance at my fibster mate and his beautiful wife, I walked out of his room, tidying my tears with the back of my hands.
How could he do that to me?
I was passed out on the floor and he fucked his wife, not bothering with me still lying there unconsciously.
“Hey, Letty. How are you-” Marcus greeted me in the hallway and halted his words when his eyes met mine. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you crying?” He scooted toward me immediately and without thinking twice, I hid my face in his chest.
“Hey, shush,” he tried to calm me down, rubbing his hands gently on my back.
“What’s happening here?” Evelyn’s voice startled me and I pulled myself away from Marcus, hiding behind him.
Marcus cleared his throat and uttered bluntly, “you may leave us alone. I’m sure that whatever is happening here doesn’t concern you.” I was too stunned to see Marcus behaving that way with Evelyn, I assumed that everyone loved Evelyn which she definitely used as a trick to get done what she wanted.
I hated that woman, if it wouldn’t have been because of his mother, he wouldn’t have agreed to get married to Amber. She manipulated my mate and forced him to marry someone else besides having a mate which caused him to attempt suicide and I could never forgive her for that.
“Watch your mouth, boy,” she barked, stepping towards us. “This is my house and whatever happens under this roof is my business.”
Grasping his shirt in my hand, I stopped him from retorting anything to her and started walking outside of the house.
“Then, I shall be farther from your house just like your husband,” Marcus bitterly stated and followed me. I didn’t know that there were some complications in Evelyn and Albert’s marriage but from what Marcus said, it seemed like a taunt.
He grabbed my wrist and turned me to face him. “What happened, Letty? Did Klaus hurt you?”
Faking a smile, I counter-questioned, “is it visible on my face that I’m hurt?”
Nodding his head slightly, he flickered me a pitiful glance. “It’s not necessary to hear a sound when something gets broken. I can see someone pretending to smile even when her heart seems broken.”
I shook my head and sighed. “Let me tell you one little secret. When you get hurt by someone whom you love the most, not only your heart breaks but you, yourself, too,” my voice rumbled as I finished my words and I took a step backward when he raised his hand to wipe my tears off.
“Please, Letty-” Marcus started but I didn’t want to listen to anyone.
“No. I would like to have some time alone and let all the pain come out through my eyes,” I bit my lower lip as it shivered when I spoke. “Can I say something?” I added when the burden on my chest seemed insufferable to carry to Rachel’s house.
He nodded his head in approval and offered me a faint smile. “Always.”
“I was that kind of person who never compared herself or her life with others. I was happy with whatever Moon Goddess gave me, I always fought against the wrong but the painful thing is that for the first time, I wish I would have been Klaus’s wife rather than just a mate whose feelings or existence didn’t matter to anyone,” I said in between sobs before sprinting towards Rachel’s house. I wasn’t able to take the sympathy or pity that his eyes offered to me after listening to me.
“Letty,” my mom screamed out in awe as soon as I entered the house. “Your face…” her words seemed stuck in her mouth and she jogged towards me, leaving the cup of her tea on the table.
I thought they would have left after I asked Layla to leave and I didn’t want to talk to them but I was grateful that they didn’t leave. Throwing my arms on my mom’s back, I held her tightly in an embrace.
“I’m so sorry, honey. I shouldn’t have left you alone, I shouldn’t have listened to Layla,” she started whimpering, seeing me crying in her arms.
She rubbed my back and hair affectionately and continued, “when you stopped coming out of your room after Rhea’s death, I was so scared of losing my second daughter so I asked Layla to check up on you and she said that you’re in a depression. You need to be away from Rhea’s memories to get back to normal so we pretended to hate you and blame you for…”
My mom started weeping as she couldn’t finish her words. She was feeling regret while I felt relieved to know that my parents didn’t hate me. “It wasn’t your mistake but we had to send you away and we knew that you won’t leave us that easily until you feel unworthy in the house. I’m sorry for everything, sweetie. I’m sorry," she added.
Pulling myself a little farther, I stared into her tender eyes. “It would have been better if I would have died in place of Rhea. I can’t tolerate the pain that Moon Goddess has written in my destiny.”
Her face slanted uncomfortably in guilt, she sniffed my scent and gasped. “You mated with him,” she said and searched for my marking spot on my neck, fidgeting her fingers with the hoodie. “Goddess. You’re marked and mated.”
“Isn’t that a good thing to celebrate? You’re making it sound like a curse,” Layla’s amusing voice appeared and we turned our faces to find her standing on the doorstep in track pants and a sports bra. “You went on heat?” She asked, scanning her eyes over my body.
Letting out an irritated sigh, I nodded. Layla hastened her strides toward me and made me sit on the couch before kneeling and taking my hands into hers. “You were with your mate last night, right?”
I again nodded my head, retrieving my hands back from hers. “I won’t throw myself on some random guy, Layla. Have some faith in me,” I muttered, feeling uncomfortable talking about sex in front of my mom.
“Then, what went wrong?” Layla and my mom asked in unison and then, looked at each other before peering at me.
“He…he slept with his wife,” I broke into tears and Layla pulled me to her chest. “Please, find me a way to get through this pain. My body is craving his touch though I’m feeling hazardous pain in each bone and vein. How can I be so shameless to want him after what he did to me?”
“Because you’re true mates and only he can save you from this pain. I’ll drag his ass right here and remind that fucking arsehole that he can’t cheat on his mate,” Layla seethed through gritted teeth before letting me lay on the couch.
“You can’t do that, he is an Alpha, now,” my mom uttered and made Layla stop. “He isn’t obliged to follow your or anybody else’s order. Give my daughter the herbs to get swooned and she’ll leave with us to our pack.”