Secrets Of A Scorned Woman

One Year Later

    "They're ready for you" her body suddenly turns scurrying behind her desk before I can even reply. Fine by me I don't need friends, I need peace to find a way out of this. Don't get me wrong I love my mate' I do. But he did the most unspeakable and my soul hurts daily just being around him. I need to do something, anything to feel like myself again. I haven't felt my wolf since that night and even though I wanna live as humans do I don't want to do it without her.

Silently shaking my thoughts from my mind I decide I can't stall any longer as I get up and head towards the room. My mate's cherry and dogwood scent shows me the way. Here we go. Taking one last deep breath I grasp the cold doorknob twisting it to reveal the two men on the other side.  Their faces stoic as I find a seat as far away from him as possible. His hand shoots out begging me to grasp it, begging for some form of contact. His face covered in stubble from not shaving, his frame looks so broken, but is that not a suitable punishment? I believe so.

"Luna, we are here to try to talk through your issues together as one, as mates should '' the chubby doctor says. I couldn't help but scoff internally but at the same time maybe just maybe if I work with him my wolf will come back. With a new outlook on the situation I put some pep to my step before sitting beside the homewrecker of a mate. 

"Fine. I'm angry as hell, we were and still are mates, he shouldn't have betrayed me that way. And to this day I have yet to hear a reason why or even a sincere I'm Sorry from him. You want us to talk then I need at least that." my eyes solely on the Alpha beside me as I release a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"I'm sorry Lily I really am, it was a moment of weakness that I let go on for far too long and honestly I'm so f*****g relieved you finally put a stop to it. I love you, only you see as you are my chosen mate. I will do whatever needs to be done to earn back the trust we once had." Tears threaten to fall from his beautiful eyes as my heart breaks for the man known as my mate. But he still didn't give me a proper reason.

"Why Malcolm?"my voice breaks with his name as my mouth goes dry. I don't know if I can truly do this but I will try. 

"You just wasn't what I needed then but I know now that you are more than what I need, you are my wants, my dreams, and my desires Lily and I will spend the rest of our forever showing you" he is pleading with me, his voice, his body, his eyes they are all pleading me begging for another chance and who would I be if I didn't grant that one last wish.

As we leave the doctor's office my heart is in turmoil cause no matter what I decide my heart and soul is scorned and I don't know if they will ever heal from the burning ache that is present. We load into our new 2021 Dodge Ram headed for the packhouse, the whole way we are in a comfortable silence as he rubs circles on the top of my left hand. I missed this I did and that's enough to make me try and work this out. My heart somewhat agrees as my brain is reluctant to anything to do with Malcolm. The inner turmoil is killing me. 

One one hand he used to be such an amazing mate and on the other he cheated and hit me... I sit in silence trying to get my head and heart to come to an agreement before we reach the packed house as I can't lie to a certain person who shall not be named right now. He would see right through my bullshit that being said I think it best to avoid him for now till I figure everything out. My mind drifts off to the days before all of this bullshit, when Malcolm was the most amazing man and person I had ever known. He would always bring me home lilies with a couple of orchids just because I loved both flowers equally so instead of choosing one he made it to where I always had both. He would prepare me dinner along with a foot rub followed by a sexy time bubble bath for both of us. Ahhhhhh how I miss those days. Reminiscing has made my heart hurt so much that one thing is very clear to me, I can't believe I'm gonna say it but no matter  the bullshit I do love him and maybe I can see us working out in the end.

We pull up to the pack house my hand still in his I look up to see him studying me, I look back at him, at the man I chose to be my mate I also start to study his features, his honey toned skin, the stubble on his square chin a deep shade of brown, his clear green eyes, along with his beautiful man bun no matter what he will always make my panties drop so maybe that means I can at least try right? Finally with my heart set on something I decide to try and give him back the mate I once was before that night, before the bimbo, and before he struck me. If it kills me at least I can say I didn't give up. The look in his eyes says he has come to the same conclusion.