Escape

FAEDRA

My heart thudded hard in my chest while my eyes darted around hastily. Cold sweats broke on my forehead while cold chills ran down my spine. I remained stiff for a few moments, not daring to move. An escape was all I needed.

The door pushed open just as I had anticipated; his footsteps drew cooee to me, yet he had not seen me, nor had he seen the object in my hand.

“I know you are in here; don't make me find you; come out, and we will talk this out.” He yelled; all his words were lies. I knew better already.

He turned on his feet, sending jolts of electricity around my body. glancing straight in my direction as our eyes bore into one another. I took my chance and poured down the whole contents of wolfsbane in the bottle against his body with shaky hands.

“Fucked up, bitch!” He snarled and launched at me, but he could not see. He wallowed in pain, and I sprinted across the doom, headed straight for the door. I could not take it anymore. I knew it was just about mere minutes before his men found out, and I knew I needed to be far gone by then.

With each step I took, my heart got heavier. I picked up my keys, wanting to act as calm as I could. Hastily, I headed down towards the garage and ignited the engine in my car with a smile plastered on my face.

“Isn't it too late, your highness? Are you sure you don't need a driver or anything?.” Gerald, head of the security team, asked.

“It's okay, just a light drive. I'll be home soon.” I responded to him, still having a fake smile, so much so that my jaws had begun to hurt.

He hesitated for a while; my eyes danced about, scared of being caught.

"Okay, then, be quick, my lady. I don't want to end up getting in trouble with the alpha.” He added in and gestured that the gates were opened. I nodded slowly before driving past the gates. 

Guilty conscience pricked on my humanity as I made way through the gates, knowing in minutes everyone would be out looking for me, but then he would be in trouble. Gerald had always been nice, but his blind loyalty to Aries bothered me.

They all saw him as a god, worshipped him for being an alpha, one who protected the pack at all costs, one who was loving and kind, they all believed aries were special and unique, and worst of all, they beloved him to be a saint. 

But that was all wrong; they knew nothing about him. I was his mate, his wife, and I knew better; I knew who he truly was. … I had endured so much pain, so much despair, and so much humiliation.

I threw off the scarf wrapped around my neck towards the back seat as I increased my acceleration. I winced from pain as I rubbed my palms against the little bump on my belly.

I had less than seven minutes; I needed to be done and gone from their grounds.

Aries and I had been in love, 

Well, so I believed.

My parents were alphas, just like his. Although our marriage was arranged, two families joined forces for the same reason: the growth of their packs. but we wasted no time in falling in love. Then again, so I thought.

It had been seven bloody years, seven years of marriage; things had continued well; we had the best times of our lives; and, as Aries usually said, he wanted us to enjoy our lives and marriage without thinking of children.

It's been three abortions already. We were old enough, wealthy enough, and powerful enough; we could afford to give our children the best thing they needed, but for Aries, it was never enough; he wanted more.

He was just not ready, but then there were three abortions, and I realised I couldn't anymore. I wanted a child of mine, so when I found out about our fourth child, I held it to myself. I had no interest in telling him, at least not until my bump was fully visible. I wanted it to be a surprise.

But a month ago, everything crashed down when I found out about his constant affairs. I had not slept, like he believed I had done; he had served my dinner just like always; it was a habit of ours; he always found time each night to be busy or not to have my food served by him before me.

But the pregnancy was taking its toll that night; I couldn't eat it; I needed some other sort of food; I've gotten huge cravings for steak and not pasta; I didn't want to piss him off, so he went off to the bathroom, and I scrapped it off and tossed it into the bin as fast as I could. Only if I had eaten would my life have continued in the perfect manner I believed it to be.

But I didn't; he returned, cleared the table just like always, and I laid in bed to sleep, but I couldn't; I was hungry, yet I played along. waiting until he slept off and I could finally sneak off into the kitchen.

But a call came through, then a knock, and then a female figure walked in. The lights were dimmed, and I said nothing, startled and shocked. I remained in bed and watched as they spoke, caressed, and kissed. 

They took turns, made fun of my simplicity and foolishness, laughed at how I was like a pushover, loving Aries even when he loathed me to the core Aries had mentioned that night; he claimed I irritated him, and he really couldn't stand me anymore.

But it got worse when he asked for his son. one who was four years of age, had a grown child already, and we didnt keep  three of mine.

I remained beneath the duvet; tears dropped from my eyes, but that was not the worst; the bombshell was dropped. Each night for the past seven years, I had been fooled  to sleep while they screwed  around in my very room and presence.