The Rejected Mate

Chapter3

Selene’s POV

He was looking forward to our children so much. If I had gotten pregnant earlier, would everything have been different?

Although I know he no longer wants me, I think I should at least try our children. Perhaps he'd rethink when he knows that we are going to have two beautiful babies. Perhaps he will reconsider the divorce. After all, as a father, he does have a right to know about them.

A glimmer of hope enters my heart and I head towards the Pack Hall. Sebastian would be working in his office at this time.

The Pack hall sits beside our mansion, separated only by a black gate. Our pack members live across town, and this is the one place where they can gather for meetings and important events.

Making my way inside, I enter the code for the third floor by scanning my fingerprint and make my way up the carpeted stairs. This floor is only for the ranked members of the pack, and no one is allowed up here without a pin.

I muster my courage and square my shoulders, hoping that he might just reconsider throwing me out, when I spot none other than Aria sitting on Sebastian's desk in an extremely short dress as she laughs at something he just said.

For the first time, I wonder if Sebastian took a liking to me because I reminded him of my half-sister.

Although Aria is taller and slimmer. With her beautiful blond hair and blue eyes, she is the angelic doll that anyone would be deceived of.

I can't help but look at the ginger hair strands that fall over my shoulder. We are similar, yet different...

“Oh Seb, I can't help but be worried that you are really in love with my sister.” Aria's voice makes me look up sharply.

I am still Luna and his wife and until I have signed those papers, he is still mine... How dare she! I'm unable to hold back the anger I feel as I stride down the carpeted hall.

“Don't be mistaken,” Sebastian replies.

I falter as Aria laughs.

The tinkling sounds like nails scraping down a chalkboard to me and I clench my teeth as I stare through the gap in the door.

“So are you saying in the past three years, you never developed any feelings for her?

There's silence, and I place my hand on the wall, hoping he doesn't shatter my resolve entirely.

“Not at all. It was simply a three-years-late rejection. Something I should have done long ago.” His cold reply comes.

My breath hitches and I try not to let the overwhelming rejection squeeze at my heart.

“Oh, that makes me so relieved, especially considering we can finally return to how things used to be before she came between us.”

Through the gap in the door, I see Sebastian sitting there silently, a hard expression on his face as he looks distractedly out of the window.

“Are you listening to me, Seb?”

“Sorry, I was just... What did you just say?”

“I said — things will be just the way they were before she took everything from me.” She ran her hands along his shoulders.

I press a hand to my chest, wishing the pain away as Aria continues to prattle on.

‘You don't need to worry about anything. I mean, she couldn't even give you a child in those years... I will have a baby for us. You deserve an heir,” she says seductively.

I wish I knew what I did to be treated like this. Memories of our time together fly through my mind, and I shake my head.

Yes, we married immediately when we found we were mates, but that's normal. Sebastian's father had been adamant, yes, but I never felt that Sebastian wasn't happy. He doted on me, complimented me, and I know he found me attractive…

Then what happened?

“Sebastian, I was thinking perhaps we could go on a date to one of our old hot spring weekends?” she purrs coquettishly.

My husband sits forward and my stomach churns when he places his hand on her bare thigh. “I think that's an excellent idea.”

I step back, my heart screaming in pain, a pain no one will hear. I'm unable to stand here and watch them make a mockery of me.

I can't do it. I can't tell him about my babies. What if he tries to take them away from me?

Turning, I flee back to the steps and run down them, trying to hold back the tears that are threatening to fall, but I fail and the dam wall comes crashing down, just like my life has come collapsing.