Pain

Sheliah’s endless whimpering and the sudden pain ran through my lower belly aligned together, spreading heat through my body as if somebody had planted a fire inside of me that was burning me raw from the inside and then Sheliah-my wolf growled out even more, pensive and rolled inside me unhappy.

Sheliah wouldn’t react this way on a normal day, something must have triggered it and it was only if my mate was having sex with someone else.

 But that was impossible, Leon was home right now, he wasn’t out with some stranger or anything but then the only person that my mate was with right now is my sister Zoey

  They couldn't be…

 The thought rang in my mind and then forcing myself,I crept from my bed, opened my door and walked down the way till I got to the study, but I froze halfway when I had already started hearing deep moans and heavy banging sounds against furniture beyond the door, it felt like the walls were shaking, their voices ran through the whole house and I was sure everyone heard it.

 "Harder! HARDER!" my sister’s screams welcomed me. She sounded like her life depended on it and then the grunts that came from my mate and my heart shattered into a million pieces but I couldn't move a single inch.

 I was far too frozen by shock to move, and I just stayed and listened until both of them sighed heavily and I could only hear their heavy breathing.

Then Zoey yelled “LEON!” Then their breaths ceasd, it was reduce to pants- their pants.

"That was amazing, but we made quite a mess didn't we?" It was Zoey.

 Maybe It would have hurt less if someone tore out my heart from my chest and sliced it into tiny pieces, it would have stung less instead of hearing what I was hearing right now, it felt like a train had run over me.

It had always been there, those signs that were bright as neon lights were blatantly obvious in my face, they had barely even been trying to hide that they had a special relationship but I had blindfolded myself with denial and the love that I had for my mate and my husband. I wanted to believe that I was enough. Maybe he was going through a phase or a tough time I had thought. A phase for three years? I wa pathetic.

 "This is nothing compared to the even bigger mess we’ll make in future ," I heard my husband say to my sister and I wondered how he had so little respect for me that he could do something like this under the same roof knowing that I was just a couple of steps away. He didn’t have respect for me.

 He had looked at me as if I was trash yet he didn’t waste time to find his way into my sister’s panties, they thought of me as a fool.

 Everything about this made me nauseous to my stomach and I wanted to walk away in there and confront them, but I know if I did, I’d end up with a few broken bones or even more. The least I could was to go to my bed and pretend like I didn't ever hear any of this, pretend that it was a bad dream and everything will be fine when I wake up but my feet refused to move, it was strongly glued to the ground, it refused to save me from more misery.

 "Leon," I suddenly heard my sister pipe up "..weren't we supposed to talk about security? after all that is what you told your wife."

She immediately burst into laughter but I noticed that my husband did not share in that laughter.

 "Please can we enjoy this moment without you ruining it? can't we just forget that she exists?"

 I felt like slamming my head against a wall but my sister wouldn't stop.

 "So next time we’ll do it on her bed right?"

 My bed why that-

 "Why on her bed?it's probably as boring as her…"

 "I just want to.."

 "Fine, If that's what you want Baby,"

“Cross your heart” I couldn’t see her face but I could tell she was pouting.

I walked back to my room like a zombie, void of all emotions. Sleep kept avoiding me like an enemy for the entire night and I just rested my head against my pillow soaking it up with tears until it was morning and the bright light seeped into my room, almost blinding me.

There were heavy eye bags under my eyes and my hair was a mess. It looked like a bird's nest. My skin was also looking pale and dull.

 I dragged myself out of bed but I could not just find the energy to enter the bathroom and start preparing myself. Preparing myself for what? To be a disgrace?

 Then when my eyes glanced up at my wall clock dread immediately rushed through my entire body realizing that I was extremely late already and I had not even poured water over my face to wash it. I began to panic.

 It was then that I heard those very heavy unceasing banging on my door and I knew who was already at the other side trying to bring it down from its hinges with his knocking.

 I went over my eyes already fixed to the floor with fear as I opened the door and there was my husband standing over me, his face red,totally covered with rage.

 He looked like he was trying to stop his hands from connecting with my cheeks, his eyes reeked of disgust and everything hateful.

 Honestly speaking he always seemed to be irritated just by the presence of me even if I wasn't doing anything wrong at all just the fact that I was reading the same year around him was enough to make his blood boil.

 "Arielle, what is the meaning of this right now?"

 He roared at me as if I had killed somebody and hid their body under my bed where he had promptly discovered it. I tried not to fidget and kept my eyes fixed on the floor.

On every time I knew we had to go out together as a couple, I was always early, much early than him to avoid him bringing down fire and brimstones.But how could I sleep and wake up early and happy knowing that last night he has slept with my sister in his study and they are even showered together before she left for room and I was only a few steps away hearing everything and feeling my wolf growling inside of me.

 How could he stand like this in front of me without even the slightest feeling of shame or regret? Like he was innocent and holier than thou? How could he do this to me without batting an eyelash.

He truly had no respect for either me or our bond or the fact that we were married.

 "I'm sorry that I overslept, I'll get ready in a few minutes."

 He immediately scoffed after I said that.

 "This is just another thing that I hate about you…" he said as if he was wobbling to talk about the other things that he despised about me but I doubt that if we sat down and went through that list we will be able to attend the gala at all.

 "You know how unappealing you always look, the least you could do was wake up earlier and try to cover up that face of yours with makeup, it is supposed to take so much time to cover at least a little bit of that ugliness and now it is our poor guests, especially our special one, that will have to be punished for seeing you like this, the only time you are supposed to do something right in your life, you don’t do it"

 My wolf yelled on the inside, I want to scratch out his eyes, scratch his faces In multiple places, I wanted to do that so bad. I wanted to watch him bleed and beg me for mercy but I couldn’t, I just couldn’t.