I was no fan of Emily especially after her display in the office the previous day yet I listened to whatever she had to say hoping it was good and Draven was coming soon but that was where I had got it completely wrong.
"What do you want Emily?" I asked folding my hand across my chest in a defensive stance. "You sent a message to Draven didn't you?" She smirked as she walked in and shut the door properly behind her "And whatever message I sent has nothing to do with you either. " I was really irritated by her guts. "I don't think Draven shares the same thought as you else he wouldn't have sent me here to talk to you in his stead." "What? Draven sent you here to meet and talk with me instead?" I was shocked. "Oh Aveline, what really do you expect from him?" She blinked like a cute puppy. "Draven sent me here because he does not want to have anything to do with you or your bastard baby." Her words hit me hard. My child was no bastard. "He can't," I stammered because I saw him read the text from where I stood and now Emily had the exact details of my text and was standing in the exact room I had asked Draven to meet me in "He cant?" Emily laughed like a maniac. "Don't act dumb, Draven sent me here with just one message and I'll tell it to you." She said increasing my curiosity. "And that would be?" I should never have asked in the first place. "He wants you to get an abortion and he thought I would best communicate it to you for your sanity sake. It hurts less this way." I took two steps back as my knees buckled, "Did he say that to you?" I asked in a small voice before sitting on the bed that stopped me from taking more steps back. I knew Draven had suddenly turned cold and cruel but to kill his own child?... "Oh Aveline, you are so naive," I saw the devil grin and the glint in her eyes were unmistakable. "Draven and I would be mated soon and I will be Luna of the pack. I don't think he wants a stain on that identity at all." She said pinning me down with a stare. What was i thinking, that Draven would accept me insteasd of his mate simply because I became pregnant? Damn Aveline, he told you your place already yet you had to foolishly tell him about the baby, now you have to lick your wounds yourself. I scolded myself. "Are you listening to me?" Emily was still talking but I already zoned out. My heart continuously shattered at the thought that Draven would kill his own child. "I will not abort my child," I didn't care what she thought about my decisions but I said it all the same. "Fine, you do you. I was only sent to remind you that—" she shrugged and was interrupted by the ring of her phone, she smiled at the caller ID. "Yes baby, I'm done here already. I made it clear to her too." She finished her call. "See you later, my mate is waiting for me. She swayed her hips as she left me to my demise in the ward. My world came crashing again. The room was spinning and my mind was blank. All I could think of was the time I had wasted loving and trusting Draven because it was all a waste, it meant nothing to him, he had no place in his life for me or my child. No! Something wasn't just right. I pulled myself together remembering the doctor's warning about my emotional and mental state for my child's sake. I got on my feet and decided to hear Draven say it to my face so I hurried out and caught them in the hall way. "Draven," I called out to him and he was decent enough to stop and turn. "What is it?" His brows furrowed ina frown and his eyes were cold and distant. I shook my head unbelieving of who stood before me. He was a complete stranger. "I want to speak with you," I managed to say, I Knew it would break me to hear it from him but I wanted to know. "Oh baby, please can you take me home right way." Emily clung to him like a rag doll and batted her lashes "I don't feel too well." She pouted. "Sure," he smiled at her but when he turned to me, his expression was sour again. "You can take of yourself Aveline, I have better things to attend to, you don't need me to spell out what you should do, do you?" He glared at me and I understood his communication and nodded. "Good girl," he picked Emily up in bridal style and carried her away to his car. My throat felt patched as I walked back to the car, "take me home please," I told the driver before completely breaking down in tears. I felt my whole body quake as I sobbed but I managed to get off the vehicle and drag myself to my porch, that was when I felt the sharp pain in my stomach. "No!" I immediately wrapped my arms around my body as if to keep my baby safe but the pain was excruciating along side the howling of my wolf in my head. What have I done, the pain in my heart was still stinging so I couldn't control my emotions either, I felt warm liquid trickle down my legs and when I looked down it was blood. The life that I was so proud of was slipping away before my eyes all thanks to Draven. His wish had come through. I fiddled with my phone as my vision blurred from the bleeding and managed to call someone. "Help me," was all I could manage before Vel my wolf howled again and everything went blank.I blinked back the excess sunlight and shielded my eyes with my hand when I regained consciousness. My head hurt slightly but I was alive."Damn it girl," a familiar voice filled with concern rang through my ears before I could catch a glimpse of the company around me."Hi," I muttered the words as I struggled to my sit upright. "Hey, be careful." Sabrina my best friend helped me to a sitting position. "What do you think you are doing to yourself?" I saw the lines of worry on her forehead as she squeezed my arm gently. I didn't need a lecture, I wanted to know what happened to me."What happened?" I asked in the loudest tone I could but it still came out a whisper. The sadness in her eyes fueled my curiosity, "Brina, where..." she shook her head and I trailed off.If not anyone I had surely informed Sabrina about my pregnancy. "I didn't lose it right?" I asked still hopeful."I'm sorry baby girl but I couldn't get here fast enough after your call and I met you in a really bad stat
An average person hates Monday mornings, but I have hated my life for the past seven years. Sitting in the back of the car, I clasped my palms together, rubbing them absently in a vain attempt to warm the cold dread crawling up my spine. But no amount of heat could ever thaw the ice that had settled in my heart over the past seven years.It's funny how time doesn't wait for you to heal and how it didn't wait for me to outgrow the scars that came from harmless wishful thinking. I shrugged and looked outside the window at the skyline of the bustling city and the most magnificent building in the whole country where I worked. But I am far from excited. I will soon be standing before “...the very face that ruined my life without even realising it, by never looking at me the way I wished.“Which spot in the VIP parking lot, is yours, Ma'am, the middle one”“No,” I screamed in response to my new driver, my eyes widening in shock. “Turn in the other direction,” I raised my hand and pointed.
The expression on Emily's face was smug, but taking a closer look, I caught something else beneath the surface—something darker.“I have heard a lot about you, miss...”“Aveline,” I completed for her. "Right," she smiled, pulling a perfectly manicured hand from her pocket and extending it toward me. "I'm Emily, Draven ’s true mate—and soon-to-be bride."Her words hit like a punch to the gut. My stomach twisted as I glanced between her outstretched hand and Draven , who sat casually in his chair as if nothing had been said. This felt surreal like I was living in a lucid nightmare or a scene from a dystopian horror movie. I took a closer look at Emily now, she was tall, with the gate of a runway model. Her nose was long and pointed, her face exquisitely sculptured. The red lipstick across her lips complemented the silver colour of her eyes. Was it what drew Draven to her? The beauty? Or was I simply not up to par? “I don’t think you’re much for handshakes with strangers,” Emily’s
The sun did nothing to alleviate my suffering as it shone merciless above me. It was an unusually hot day. Another day to face the bricks that would break my bones and leave my life in the shadows of pain."She's here," I heard whispers and everyone seemed to stare awkwardly at me, not like I cared since I had been dealt the worse blow of my life the day before and was really ready for anything. Maybe mot anything. I casually dropped my bag and buried my head in work to distract myself all day."Here comes the slimmy and shameless bitch." Someone said when I walked out my door to give a file to an employee. "Excuse me what?" I turned when I realized I was the only female approaching since the rest sat behind desktops."You heard me," a slightly tan lady eyed me but no matter how I tried, I couldn't recall her face. She definitely didn't work here."And who are you to think you're worthy of speaking to me?" I was done playing dumb and doormat. "Oh, I see you have wings simply bec