Chapter 4

Annette's POV 

It's been four years, going on five. Lorenzo and I are married, we have marked each other, and it turns out he isn't so great. It wasn't bad at first, the first couple years he was really nice, charming in fact. We have two children together, mainly because we were expected to, and also because I wanted someone to call my own, someone I know would never hurt me, someone I could love forever and who would love me forever, my two boys are probably the best thing to happen to me. Lorenzo gives me a headache, one moment he is a complete ass, the next he acts all loving and caring, it makes my feelings for him confusing and I can't stand it. I dont know if I should love him or hate him. He is controlling, and can be mean, he always has to know what I am doing and who I am with at every second, he even spies on me at work sometimes, work..at least I still have that. I still bartend at the restuarant in the human town, its's my escape from my confusing reality. I think I love Lorenzo but there are times where all I want to do is leave him. Meda isn't too happy with him, she longs for our fated mate, even though I tell her its probably not going to happen, and even if it did, we have a choosen mate, and children, we can't just leave. She doesn't want to hear it though, so I let her daydream. 

I have been having this feeling as of late...a feeling I cant quite describe. I have always had this intuition of sorts, I like to call it a "knowing" it started happening after my dad died. There are times where I just know something is going to happen but I can't always put my finger on it, I knew during both of my pregnancies that I was having boys, even though everyone tried to tell me my youngest was a girl, even the doctor, I didn't believe them, I knew he was boy. Meda calls it our "gift" she says we have another one too but until I'm ready I won't know what it is, I asked her what it was, but she doesn't seem to know either...some knowing gift huh. "Meda, can you feel that" I ask her in my mind, "Yes Annette, I feel it, something wicked this way comes girl" she says with curosity. "A bad feeling indeed Meda" I reply. I carry on about my mundane day, the only joy I've had lately is spending time with my boys and going to work. I get dinner ready and tuck the kids in after, I go into my room, Lorenzo has a guard shift at the pack house tonight so he won't be home until the morning. I lay down and drift off to dreamworld.

"MEDA! it hurts!" I jolt from my sleep holding my stomcah, "Meda what is that" I ask, "HE'S CHEATING" she growls in my mind. I knew what that pain was but I had to ask her to be sure. Anger, all I feel is anger, not sadness, not emptiness, full on rage, I pick my phone up and call Lorenzo, no answer, I call again, no answer. That asshole, ok think Annette, who could it be, Meda chimes in "It's got to be Veronica girl, we've seen their interactions", "Yes Meda, I've seen it, just tried to ignore it, thinking he would never do that to me and our children". Veronica has had it out for me ever since I bumped into her at the pack house. Of course it would be her. Then it dawns on me, he was supposed to be working as a guard tonight at the packhouse. I wait twenty minutes and facetime him, he answers "Hey baby, what are you doing up, are you ok?" he asks, I can tell he has a look in his eyes wondering if I felt the betrayl through the mark. I decide to play it off and study the background of the room he is in, take note of the painting and see if he'll tell me, "Oh I just woke up starving is all, hey have you heard from Veronica today, I have some papers to give her but it slipped my mind" he looks a little shocked but I can tell he is trying to act like he isn't. "Veronica? What papers? No I haven't babe", "Are you sure?" I ask, "Yes I am sure babe, go back to sleep, I love you". I hang up on him and immediately face time Veronica "Hello, Veronica speaking" she says with a grin on her face, she normally wouldn't answer my call, she knows I also would never call her, but I know she's been dying to stick it to me for some time now so I figured she'd answer if they were together. I notice the background of the room, its the exact same painting on the wall that was in Lorenzos, "You cheating whore" and I hang up. Lorenzo calls me back " Baby, baby I can explain, it wasn't like that, I love you and our children not her", "Fuck off Lorenzo" as I hang up on him.  I am fuming with anger, as much as I don't want to admit it, I did love him, and his betrayl hurt, even Meda howled in pain from it. I cry and cry until I find myself waking up the next morning on the couch with Lorenzo stangin over me waking me up. 

"Babe wake up" he says, he is trying to be sweet but it isn't going to work. "How long" I ask, "how long what?" he responds. "Lorenzo do not play games with me, how long have you been having an affair with Veronica!" I yell at him. "It's only been a couple weeks, but I swear we didn't have sex Annette". I cannot escape the growl released from my mouth as Meda comes to the surface making my eyes glow "LIAR!" she yells at him, I feel a fire burning inside me as my eyes glow brighter than ever. "We felt the batrayl last night you idiot!" she yells again. Lorenzo begins to explain how sorry he is and how badly he wants to be with me and his family, and how she was just a fling, and it will never happen again. I want to kick his ass out, or storm out myself but I know I can't, I have two little boys sleeping in their room that depend on me, and him, I lower my head to my hands and sigh at my frustration. "Fine" I say, "I will you give ONE chance, but you are to never speak with her again, and if you continue your affair I will tell Alpha Mark and her father Beta Troy about your activites while you are supposed to be on duty, got it?" I say with a defeated look, "Whatever you want baby, I am so sorry" Lorenzo says, he sounds sincere, a part of me, the part that loves him wants to believe him, but the part of me that has been ready to leave for years wants me to run like and tattle on him to the Alpha so I can be free. "Oh Meda, this is awful" I say to her in my mind. "I can rip their faces off if you want, they'll live, they'll just be ugly and scarred forever" she laughs in response.