Falling for the Lycan King

Lizzy It couldn't be, it just couldn't be. Something was not right or maybe, just maybe I was overthinking. I can't believe that he forgot. Why? Had it come down to that? Was there more? I couldn't It had been five years already since I walked down the aisle and exchanged vows with my mate Liam, the Alpha of our pack, when I turned nineteen. And I wouldn't lie, there were nights when I laid awake thinking if it all happened too soon, If I was wrong to feel the way I felt towards him. Was it wrong for me to expect love back in return? We used to be in love, that I remember very well, so what went wrong? How could he forget? I had leaped out of my room to go and greet him at the door of his own since we both slept in separate rooms despite being married and mates. I understand that he wanted privacy… I sighed, hating how I sounded pathetic, how I sounded so desperate. "Hi Liam, did you sleep well?" I greeted him. He responded grudgingly and muttered something under his breath about staying out a little late, not that my opinion mattered to him and then slammed the door in my face Both of my legs remain glued to the floor after watching him slam the door, with only one thought ringing in my mind like a bell; had he really forgotten? He had forgotten our anniversary. For a split second I made up excuses for him. Maybe he was going to come home to surprise me right? It seemed like a wonderful thing for anyone to do so I needed to get ready for him. I took out the red set of lingerie which I had gotten as a wedding gift but I was always too embarrassed to put it on. Maybe if he saw me in this, he would want me as much as I wanted him and wouldn't look at me with such disgust, just maybe. And besides that, tomorrow was our pack's annual gala and I had to come with him as his Luna. It breaks my heart that the only time he ever wanted to come out with me was when it was compulsory. Liam would never stay close to me for more than five minutes if it was not necessary. And I don't know what I did wrong, I've been apologizing for things I didn't know of. He used to be my best friend, my only friend but immediately after we got married, he became so cold to me as if we were nothing more than strangers that had been forced into an arranged marriage. Five years had passed and it seemed like things were getting worse every day. With him it felt as though I was walking around eggshells. But I was so in love with him and I wanted our relationship to work. I wanted us to grow old beside each other, to have children together. Now my skin shivered, and I shifted on my bed, the cool night breeze caressed me, my cheeks were as red as roses as the robe I wore over my lingerie did nothing to save me from the cold. I wanted him to come back and see me like this. My eyes crossed over to the wall clock and anxiety group to my neck like fingers of steel making it hard for me to even breathe if he spent any longer, I was going to put on my robe and just sleep. For a brief foolish moment, I still kept the thoughts that maybe he was actually getting me a wonderful present for our anniversary. Suddenly I heard his voice coming from the hallway and my heart/ wolf leaped with joy. I ran like I was being chased until I got to the door and flung it open. What I saw immediately made my tongue dry for words, and I just gaped there for a couple of seconds like an i***t. I was broken out of my state of shock by my sister's screeching laugh which was just as pleasant as hearing nails run across a chalkboard. "Oh, Lizzy, I didn't know that you were here," She said with mock innocence while one of her hands rested on my husband's shoulder holding him as if she was the one who had exchanged vows with him and not me. But then I noticed that he was glaring at me and the anger in his face seemed to be conflicted with annoyance or disgust, that was when I realized that I had been so excited that I hadn't even bothered to cover up myself before rushing out. What if the servants had passed and seen me like this? I wrapped my arms around my body, but it barely hid anything, especially my shame. He looked like he was about to throw up, and I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself inside. "What are you wearing?" He spat in anger. his once beautiful facial features were now rearranged. I bit my bottom lip thinking that nothing could make this moment even more embarrassing but then my sister walked over and tried pulling my hands away while giggling. Did she think this was funny? "Lee…" She called him by the nickname that she had coined for him. "She obviously wore something like this for you! Come on, Sis, show him the goods!" She went on, unperturbed by my glare. I was so angry with the way she was acting that I pushed her away and almost immediately my mate had reached forward to grab her by her waist and he glared at me again. He couldn't even bother to veil his disgust at all. "I hope you don't end up embarrassing me by wearing something like this tomorrow…" My eyes were glued to the floor because I couldn't even dare look at him now without bursting into tears and then he walked past me with my sister. My damn sister! I gathered some courage and asked them where they were going. My sister laughed and then she turned to my husband with a smile that almost passed her eyes- which was new. "Well, aren't you going to tell her what we are going to do Lee?" He grunted and without even looking back he said. "We are going to be looking at the details of the security for tomorrow's annual make sure you don't disturb us," And then they just kept heading towards his study from the looks of their direction. I quickly crawled back into my room before somebody else would come down the hallway and see me in basically nothing but my underwear. The moment I closed the door behind me, I melted on the floor with tears and sobs that shook my entire body. After a while I was finally able to pick myself up and I went to my wardrobe changing into my normal baggy pajamas that looked like a sack over my body. It didn't make any sense at all. Why was he even discussing anything like that with my sister? What did she know about security that made it necessary for them to go to his study privately when most of the preparations had already been concluded? Dreaded thoughts passed through my mind, but I immediately buried it in the back of my thoughts. There was no way that Liam would do that to me. He said that they were going to talk, they were just talking! Would I be too surprised if they were doing something more? My sister never really cared about my feelings, because the truth is that I was actually the adopted daughter of the alpha of the moon crystal pack. My dear sister never failed to remind me that I didn't belong in their family and possibly not even in the pack either. She would bully me every single day and make sure that I ended every night with tears on my pillow. To say that I hated her with every fabric of my being was a huge understatement. Now I just wish that she would stay away from my husband.