Chapter three
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Holly's POV
“What are you waiting for? Reject her already!” Maggie yelled at the man.
“Why should I?”
Maggie’s face turned blank. “What?”
He turned to look at her. “We promised not to be involved in each other's personal life. My mate is my personal life. You have no right to ask me to reject my mate.”
“What? You're not going to reject her? Then what about us? What will happen to us?”
I stood watching the drama unfolding between my aunt and the man. As much as I hate to say it, I couldn't deny that my aunt cheated on me with the man.
She looked so hurt by the man’s words and tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked at him.
“You can't accept her, Marshall. You're with me. You're mine. I love you.”
My heart twitched, hearing my aunt confess her feelings to him and not me. A moment ago we were lovey-dovey in her bedroom and now she was confessing love to a man before me?
“Maggie, what do you mean you love him?” I asked. I was hurting too and couldn’t keep quiet.
She wiped off her tears with the back of her hand and faced me. More tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked at me. She rushed to me and held my hands.
“I'm sorry, Holly. I didn't mean for you to find out this way. I've been meaning to tell you for a long time now that I'm seeing a guy.”
“Seeing a guy? You mean him?” I shoved her hands away, “You've been cheating on me, Maggie.”
“I know. I know. And I'm sorry. I just…wanted to give myself a chance to love a real man and it became the best thing that happened to me.”
My heart broke.
Best thing?
What about me?
My eyes burned with tears and I held them back. I couldn't afford to shed tears here. Never. I never let anyone see my weakness.
“Maggie, I'm confused. Just a moment ago we made love to each other—”
“Wait. What?” The man looked between my aunt and I in confusion, “Maggie, what's she saying?”
My aunt looked down in shame.
“I'm trying to say we are a thing.” I stated plainly, hoping he leaves us both alone. He can't just come from nowhere and destroy the relationship I've built for years.
He scoffed, looking from my aunt to me and vice versa before finally keeping his gaze on my aunt.
“I thought you said she's your niece.”
My aunt who was full of shame nodded.
“Yes. She's my niece.” She cried.
He scoffed unbelievably. “Oh heavens! What is this? So you both have been sleeping with each other?”
“Yes, anything wrong with that? This is our personal life. You have no say in it. So mind your business and take your leave now. Don't bother telling anyone about what you've heard here. I'm sure you know who I am.”
His brows furrowed. “And who are you?”
I snorted, folding my arms on my chest. I wasn't going to reply him. It was his assignment to figure it out himself.
“She's the Alpha's daughter.” Maggie answered.
The man eyed me with shock.
A worried look suddenly flashed on his face, “You mean the Alpha's daughter is my mate?”
“Yes. That's why you can't accept her. You're a rogue. She's the Alpha's daughter. There's no way you can be with her.” Maggie explained.
Myra has been rolling in my mind, filling my body with the urge to run into the man's arms.
I was disgusted by the idea. I've never been attracted to any man before. But this man was different. His scent intoxicated me like alcohol and I was beginning to lose my senses. My body moved in rhythm to Myra's feelings. And for the first time, I was desiring the touch of a man.
I resisted. But I doubt I would be able to hold out much longer.
Was this how all mate bonds were? It was driving me crazy. Myra was forcing me to believe only this man's broad arms would soothe me.
I gulped in saliva as I lost myself slowly to Myra's urge but my heart stayed with Maggie.
I was conflicted. My heart wanted Maggie but my body and wolf wanted the man.
Myra was doing everything to force me to accept the man as my mate. She'd waited for this moment long enough.
But I will not.
I hate men. They annoy me. They disgust me.
I love Maggie. I want her and will do everything to get her to love me again.
Not even the mate bond can force me to stop loving Maggie.
“Reject her Marshall. Now!” Maggie cried out and the man gave her a stern look before storming out of the house.
“Marshall!” Maggie called, but he paid deaf ears to her.
Maggie turned to me. She wrapped her arms around me and I melted into the warmth of her embrace until she asked the question:
“You will reject him, right?”
I pulled away quickly. “Is that all you care about? Why do you want him to reject me so badly? Is it because you're afraid of losing your relationship with him or because you really care for me and love me?”
“Holly,” She took my hands, “I care for you and don't want you to get hurt.”
“But you didn't sound so earlier. You sounded like you wanted him to reject me so you can continue your relationship with him. You were hurting me, Maggie.”
“Hey, look at me.” She squeezed my hand. “Nothing good will come out of you and him accepting each other as mates.”
“Are you going to quit your relationship with him if I reject him?” She dropped my hands quickly and turned away. My heart twisted painfully. I loathed my next words but had to say it. “Why? You love him and not me?”
She turned to me again, “Holly, I'm carrying his baby.”
“What?”
Myra retracted to the back of my mind, whining. She was upset.
‘Mate hurt us. He couldn't wait for us. He got her pregnant.’
“QUIET MYRA!” I screamed, startling Maggie.
I didn't care about the man. All I cared about was Maggie. She was my first love and I wanted only her till I'm dead.
But she was hurting me.
“You didn't just f**k him, you let him get you pregnant?” I cried. I couldn't hold back my tears any longer.
The pain in my heart was too much for me. My world was tearing apart. Maggie was my world. She was my everything.
I never imagined life without her. And now…she was breaking my heart.
How could she get pregnant for that man? How could she love him? What happens to me now?
I ran inside her room and packed my backpack. She met me at the door when I was about to leave.
“You can't leave now. It's late.”
“Get out.”
“Holly,”
I pushed her away and ran out of her house in tears into the heavy downpour outside.
I wore my backpack in my front, wrapping my arms around it as I cried and walked the lonely tarred road to the pack house under the rain.
I've seen shewolves cry about heartbreak from their male partners but I didn't know how it felt. I thought I escaped heartbreak since I was dating my gender but I was wrong.
Myra, my wolf, was whimpering for the betrayal of her mate.
We were both heartbroken. We were both betrayed by the people we love the most.
My heart tightened, my lungs blocked, and I gasped for air. I quickly reached into my backpack for my inhaler but couldn't find it.
Shit.
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