Chapter 2: Dumped the second time.

AURORA POV

I ran out of the hall, tears stinging my eyes as I wiped them away with shaky hands. I didn’t stop until I reached my car—the same car Raymond had given me the day we realized we were mates. I can't really say how I was filling, it get to some point, I'm just laughing and crying at the same times.

The drive to my apartment was a blur. It seems the moon goddess handle the steering wheel, because my mind, soul is not cooperating to handle anything. As soon as I parked, I rushed inside, slamming the door shut behind me.

I sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the floor. My mind raced, but no clear thoughts formed. A tear rolled down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it away, refusing to break down completely.

My voice cracked as I whispered to myself, “Why wasn’t I enough for you? Why, Raymond?”

"He used us"  My wolf whispered...

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A loud knock on the door startled me.

I hesitated for a moment before opening it, and there he was—Raymond.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I snapped, my voice shaking.

“Aurora, let me explain,” he said, stepping closer.

I put my hand up, stopping him. “Explain what? How you humiliated me in front of everyone? How you acted like I didn’t exist? Or how you held Liliana like she’s your mate? or properly I was fool enough not too understand silent rejection”

“It’s not what you think,” he said, his voice calm, like that would fix anything.

“Not what I think?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Really?"

“Well, I have nothing to say to you,” I shot back, stepping back and hold the door to slam it on his face, but he hold it back.

I tried to slam the door again, but Raymond stopped it, his hand pushing against it gently. His eyes were filled with something I couldn't quite place, but I didn’t care. I had enough.

“Let go of the door, Raymond, ” I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Aurora, please. Just let me talk,” he pleaded, his voice soft, desperate.

"Raymond, Are you mad?, let go of the door" I screamed out with so much anger...

I forcefully pulled the door harder, trying to force it shut, but his strength stopped me. “I don’t want to hear it!”

But suddenly, something snapped inside me. I stepped back, pushing away from the door, and sat on the floor, feeling light-headed.

I placed my hands on my stomach, suddenly feeling a wave of nausea wash over me. The realization hit me hard. I hadn’t thought about it earlier, too consumed by the chaos. But now, it was clear—I was pregnant.

I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking as I put my palm over my stomach. My wolf growled in pain, but I wasn’t sure if it was for me or for the pup inside me.

Raymond stepped inside, his face pale, his gaze shifting to my hands. He froze, his expression unreadable.

“Aurora…” His voice faltered, like he was trying to make sense of what he was seeing.

I tried to stand up, but I felt dizzy, and before I knew it, I was in his arms, being pulled into a tight hug.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice thick with regret. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was confused. I should’ve never let Liliana get that close.”

I wanted to push him away, but I couldn’t. Something in me wanted to believe him, even though I knew I shouldn’t. The way he held me, so tenderly, felt familiar.

I didn’t speak for a while, my mind racing.

“Please, forgive me,” he said, pulling back to look me in the eyes. “I never wanted to hurt you, Aurora. I swear.”

I swallowed hard, still unsure of what to say, but the look on his face—the vulnerability, the apology—made me feel weak.

“Why?” I finally whispered, looking down at the floor.

He wiped a tear from my cheek, his fingers trembling slightly. “I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought protecting you from everything would be best, but I see now how wrong I was. I hurt you, and I’m so sorry.”

I wanted to hate him. I wanted to tell him to leave, to never come back. But his words, his pitiful face, made me falter.

He hugged me again, and this time, I didn’t push him away. Instead, I buried my face in his chest, feeling the warmth of his embrace.

“I’ll make it right,” he whispered. “I swear on everything I have. I’ll make it right, and I will explain every details why i just have to do that.”

I closed my eyes, feeling the weight of everything that had happened, and for a moment, I believed him.

I foolishly fell for it again.........Aurora, you are a fool.

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I don’t really know how I ended up naked. Glancing down at the floor, my clothes were scattered everywhere. My heart raced as I looked around, trying to make sense of it all. Where was Raymond?

"Raymond!" I screamed, my voice trembling.

I quickly grabbed the blanket, pulling it around me, trying to cover myself. My mind was a mess, and my stomach twisted with confusion. Why was I alone? What happened last night?

I looked around the room again, but there was no sign of him. He was gone. No, why would he just disappear like that?

Why had he left without a word?

I reached for my phone, my hands shaking. I needed to call him. I had to know why he left. But just as I was about to dial, I noticed a news alert flashing on the screen.

I clicked on it, not expecting what I saw. The headline read:

"ALPHA RAYMOND ANNOUNCES HIS MATING AND MARKING CEREMONY WITH HIS MATE, THE WINNER OF THIS YEAR’S MISS BEAUTY GODDESS —LILIAN, THE DAUGHTER OF THE ALPHA OF THE SILVER CROWN PACK."

I stared at the screen, my heart dropping.

This couldn’t be real. It was definitely a dream, Aurora. Was this really happening?

The phone slipped from my hand, landing softly on the bed.

"He fooled me again," I said, my throat feeling dry immediately.

I wasn’t the one he chose. I was nothing.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain on my neck, and that's when the harsh reality hit me.

I’m marked. Raymond marked me…

Tears welled up in my eyes as I touched my neck, feeling the warmth of the mark. I couldn’t breathe. How could he do this? How could he treat me like this?

I wanted to scream, to cry, to demand answers, but I just sat there, frozen in place, staring at the mark that now belonged to him.

I was marked, but not chosen.