His Mute Mate

Chapter Fifteen

Ambers POV

I’ve finally made my decision. I’m going to go out with Salman. I’ll let him take me out on a few dates and after maybe three or four I’ll decide if we can be a couple. Obviously it’ll be a while longer before I even contemplate being mated to him and if I even want any more children at all. I text Salman and let him know that I’d be interested in going on a few dates with him and seeing how it goes. He texts me back and is ecstatic. He asks if I’d be up for a date tomorrow night and I tell him yes. He then tells me I should dress comfortably for the date. I then message Willow and tell her I decided to go on a date with Salman. She of course is excited for me.

I go about my day and spend time with my children. Even though I hate their father I still love each and everyone of them with all my heart. I’m glad the moon goddess gave me my children back and let me escape that hellhole. However I still wonder why I was mated to such a piece of s**t to begin with. He was absolutely awful to me. He abused me in every way possible and took my children away from me. I don’t think I can ever forgive that monster. I hope he never has another mate or more children.

After playing with the kids for a bit I get up and decide to make a cake. The older three ask if they can help and I of course say yes. As long as an activity is age appropriate I wouldn’t tell them they couldn’t help me. Besides I think it’s a great way to bond with them. I bring them over to the couch and give them two options of cake we can make today. We can either make a chocolate cake with strawberry icing or a vanilla cake with chocolate icing. All three if them agree on the chocolate cake.

I bring them with to the kitchen and get everything set up. They each take turns putting in the ingredients and mixing it all together. I take out my phone and take a picture of them all trying to help me bake. I try to get pictures of things when I can so I could put them together in a scrap book. I think it would be a great way to hold on to these precious memories.

Once the batter is done I put it in a pan and into the oven. I take the three of them to get cleaned up and put down for their nap. I return to the kitchen and clean up the mess we made. I sit in the livingroom and read a book while I wait for the cake to finish. Once done I place it on a rack to cool. It smells good and I feel complete at the moment. Even if I didn’t have a second chance mate waiting for me I would still be happy right now because I have seven beautiful children whom I love so very much and make every moment on this earth worth living. I’ll admit I am struggling with my depression and have a hard time sleeping at night but who could blame me after all the s**t I went through.

After the cake cooled and the kids are up I ask the older three if they wanna help make the frosting and ice the cake. Of course all three of them squeal yes and run to the kitchen to help me. I grab everything and we make the icing together and I let them help me frost the cake. They have a lot of fun and I again take another picture and giggle to myself at the sight in front of me. My oldest three each with a plastic spatula with frosting on their faces trying to frost the cake. Once done I take them to get cleaned up and put them in the playroom so i could finish with the cake and make dinner. They didn’t do an awful job put i evened the icing out a little bit to make it a tiny bit nicer. I put the cake away and clean up the table and make dinner.

Once dinner is ready me and the nanny bring the kids out and put them in their chairs. I feed the youngest three while the older four eat dinner. Once I’m done and have the youngest three put back in bed I go and bring the cake out and give each of them a tiny slice. I eat my dinner and have a slice myself. Once done I put all of them back to bed. Then I go to my closet and figure out what I want to wear to mine and Salmans date tomorrow. I decide on a pair of jeans and a nice dark blue blouse and some comfy flats. I then go to sleep.

I get about maybe an hour of sleep before I feel a hand on my mouth. I wake up and am back in Teivals packhouse. I try to scream but nothing comes out. He slaps me and he has this look of glee on his face, as though he is enjoying this which I’m sure he is. He then rips off my clothes and forces himself on me as I try to scream and cry. I close my eyes and then feel someone shaking me. I open my eyes and see I’m back in my home and the nanny is there with a look of concern.

“Amber are you ok?” she asks me. I nod my head yes.

“I don’t believe you, I could hear you screaming from across the street” she said. I looked down in shame. The only time it seems I could make noise was when I was having a nightmare, otherwise no sound came out no matter how hard I tried.

“Amber it’s ok, there’s nothing to be ashamed about. I was just worried is all. Do you wanna talk about it?” she asks. I shake my head no. I just want to forget about it.

“Ok, well please tell your therapist about it. Maybe she can help you work on it and maybe one day you’ll get a decent nights sleep” she tells me. I sigh and get up to get ready for the day.

I get a text from Salman that he’ll pick me up at 5pm and bring me home around 8 or 9pm. I smile a little and let Willow know. She texts back that she’ll have two more nannies come over to watch the kids for me. I know Willow is excited I’m finally giving Salman a chance.

When 5pm rolls around a wait outside and see Salman walk up to my house.

“Hey Amber, you ready for our date?” he asks. I nod my head. We walk a little bit and then he asks to hold my hand. I look down and shake my head no. He tells me that it’s ok and he respects my boundaries and will always ask before doing anything to me. I nod and smile at him. He guides me to an outdoor stage where it looks like a play is getting ready to start.

It’s kind of interesting as it’s about a girl overcoming struggles and in the end she has a happy life. Once it’s over he walks me back home. He never once touches me and periodically asks if I’m ok or if I need anything. He even bought me flowers which made my heart melt a bit. Once I’m back home he waits till I’m inside before leaving. I put the flowers in a vase and smile to myself as I get ready for bed. If the next few dates go this well I might decide to become and official couple with him.