All Chapters of Second Chanced Mates: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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 everyon

My eyes had gone close by themselves, I couldn't believe how close that was, I looked up to see the person that had evidently saved me from that embarrassing fall and then my eyes were blessed with one of the most handsome werewolves that I've ever seen in my entire life. It was a miracle that my mouth didn't fall agape He was a whole piece of art, like he had just walked out from a Leonardo Da Vincci painting, the features of his face seemed to perfect, like it had to be from a great artist brush, as if that was not good enough, he gently helped me off to my feet as I thanked him profusely but he didn't respond with anything more than a nod and his face was completely expressionless so much so that I could not tell if he was upset that I had fallen in his way and he had to grab me and I was suddenly feeling self-conscious about myself but still thankful then his eyes came over to my husband and said in a monotone voice that was low and deep and velvety. Yet filled with so much comma

Leon wasn't even bluffing about not taking his eyes off me, he kept sending dark cold glares from where he was seated with other Alphas, glares that sent shivers down my spine, it made me want to cower under the table and hide or crawl in a cave and never come out. When I looked away and looked back at him one more time just to be sure, his lips moved and I regretted why I read his lips because he mouthed “Slut” with the most maniac glint on his face. Pain stabbed me. It felt like needles piercing every inch of my body and then they were going deeper and deeper until all the blood had turned to ice and I wanted nothing more than to curl up into a ball and hide again, that was all I could do only that this time, the urge was stronger. But I didn't, so instead of curling up into a fetal position and hiding away from my problems, I stared back at him wondering where I had ever gone wrong. The Lunas were either gossiping or whispering about something, some gave me looks of sympathy, a

I woke up at the same spot I had passed out only that the sign of Leon. I managed to drag myself to my room and made sure the door was fully locked. I was ashamed of my reflection in the mirror, my eyes were puffy and red, red angry marks marred my neck, and blood stains were on around my nose and mouth, peeling the dress off my skin, purple circles had graced it, some were even reddish purple. I had my hand over my mouth to suppress my sobs. I looked like a train had run over me. I didn't even do anything wrong! My wolf felt angry yet exhausted. I wouldn't let it act. I loved Leon and he loved me too. At least used to. Or maybe that was what I thought. I sat on the bed, ignoring the pain that accompanied I sat on the bed, ignoring the pain that accompanied the movement, and cried silently for hours. I finally fell asleep around 5 am, the sheets were still damp. My wolf's anger had been reduced to sadness and exhaustion when I woke up, the migraine and dizziness were a little pri

They always said your darkest hour comes before your dawn but I didn’t think my dawn would ever come.How could he do this to me? How could they do this to me?This hurt was different from all the ones I have felt, it was tearing me apart and I couldn’t point where it hurt the most between my physical, mental and emotional state.I ran inside my room, the bed was in a mess and I fought the urge to puke. Grabbing the sheets, I threw it at the farthest end of the room, ignoring the pain that jolted through me. I didn’t know what came over me but I remember is that I was yelling and throwing things, I even broke my vanity mirror with my old heels, I tore the pillow and it feathers flew everywhere, I kept throwing things, anything I could find.I didn’t even know someone had walked in until I felt the person’s arms around me.“Your grace?” Eleanor called out.I ignored her.“Your grace?” This time she held my hands to prevent me from throwing any other thing.“What is it? Leave me alone!”