Reborn Aria

Chapter five

Chapter Five – Landon’s P.O.V

Staring at the picture of Aria on my desk, I feel a strong wind blow and it carries away a couple of papers from the table, knocking over the photo frame of Aria on the desk and it’s glass acquiring a gentle crack on it over the face of Aria.

I pick up the photo, staring at it and unsure of what to say or do anymore. I miss her with everyday that passes but there is nothing I can do at this point asides wait for her to heal before I go and meet her again.

I wonder how she is doing after the poison she had taken in an attempt to end her life after our rough relationship. A photo frame of someone you love breaking before you is a bad omen of death but the though doesn’t cross my mind. I only pray for her safety and good health.

It's been a day since Alaric left to help take Aria back to her grandmother’s coven and he hasn’t returned back to the Pack yet. Maybe Mrs. Blaire must have taken out her anger on him. That would only mean declaring a war with my pack as I had sent Alaric to her coven in peaceful terms.

I have been with Sandra since the night before and she hasn’t truly displayed the attributes of one who is pregnant. It has gotten worried to the point that I decide to have a human doctor come to the house and examine her. I didn’t tell her the doctors true purposes of coming as that would make her find a way to covert the truth from me.

Alaric had instructed me not to do anything concerning the pregnancy until he returns but I can not but stay idle with my thoughts alone. A part of me hops that she is lying about her pregnancy as that would mean that I still have a chance of getting Aria back to myself and proving to her that I didn’t cheat on her.

“Pregnant women tend to complain a lot,” was the first thing the doctor had told me when he arrived at the house before going into her room with his instruments. I threatened him and warned him to speak no lie to me about whatever he discovers about her pregnancy.

“Pregnant women have very disturbing cravings.” The second thing the doctor had said to me. That didn’t feel like something I had witnessed from Sandra as she ate basically everything that I ate without asking for something else or demanding for a change in the menu. Maybe she didn’t say anything because she was still scared that I hadn’t accepted her as my Luna and the mother of my child.

The doctor emerges from her bedroom after an hour. I am seated in the living and waiting for him to inform me of what the test results are. He has a frown on his face and it makes me worry for a moment. Could he have good news or maybe bad news. Surely she can’t be pregnant with twins as that would be a catastrophe for me and my pack.

“What did you discover Doctor?” I ask, anxious and perplexed. My feet tap rhythmically on the floor and I unaware of it until the doctor takes a look at them and then back to me as though I was a child about to find out if his mother was indeed pregnant and he would soon seize to be the only child of the house.

“In all my years as a doctor and with my expertise. I’ve seen women who were pregnant but showed little or no signs of pregnancy, but that lady in that room is not pregnant.” The doctor declares with confidence and pride in himself for discovering the Truth.

Anger and happiness are my only feelings at the moment. Anger, a lady who I remember not what happened between the both of us showed up at my door step and before my Luna, accused me of having an affair with her and declaring to be pregnant for me. A false declaration that lead to the collapse of my beautiful relationship with Aria.

Happiness. I could woo Aria and get her to forgive me once she heard Sandra’s confession that she wasn’t truly pregnant for me. Even though I may have hurt her by cheating, the fact that I didn’t go as far as having a child with another woman would most certainly bring her some joy and comfort.

I settle the doctor as I had promised him I would and a guard sees him out of the house.

“How dare you lie to the Alpha of the Night Pack?”

The anger in my voice makes Sandra leap out of her bed where she lies down peacefully. Her face that of uncertainty. The doctor perhaps did not tell her the result of the test he had carried out on her, most likely he hadn’t even told her what the test was all about. He had to keep it a secret from her just as I had requested and I am glad that he did so.

“Landon, what are you taking about?” she questions.

I tell her everything the doctor had said to me. The fact that she didn’t behave like a woman who isn’t pregnant wasn’t much of a call for concern as a few women behaved in a likewise manner, but she truly was never pregnant from the on set.

Her apologies to me are unheard as my anger clouds judgement. I am provoked to act but the gentle knock of Alaric on the door saves her from my wrath.

Wanting for the both of us to have a private discussion, Alaric and I retire to my office. The only private place I had to myself. Although most of the rooms in my home are only accessible by me, my office felt like my hide out.

I tell Alaric of my discovery. The fact that Sandra had deceived me and ruined my relationship. He is angry at me once again for acting against his instructions, but he is happy that I have discovered the truth, yet something seems to bother him.

“Aria is dead.”

Those words sound unbelievable as Alaric let’s them out of his lips. I have actually lost the woman my heart has always desired forever and it was all because of a lie told by a nobody.

Finding it hard to believe, I have Sandra sent out of my home and isolate myself from the world. I am now the one who needs the time to heal from the wound in my heart. Maybe I should have reached out to her sooner. Maybe I should have called or visited.

Would things have gone differently if I had swallowed my pride and pleaded with her for forgiveness.

Days and weeks roll by and I have found not the energy to stop my mourning, but when I remember again that I have a pack waiting for me to lead them, I take comfort in the fact that we both truly did love each other even until the end.

Maybe, just maybe, we will meet in another life.