Falling for the Lycan King

chapter 2

Lizzy

After I returned. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my lower belly and then rose up to my heart as if somebody had planted a fire inside of me that was burning me raw from the inside and then my wolf was growling, pensive and unhappy.

There was only one thing that could make it act out like this, and that was if my mate was having s*x with others. It had happened before, severely, with different women.

But that was impossible because he wasn’t with anyone. The only person that my mate is with right now is my sister.

They couldn't be…

The thought rang in my mind and then I crept from my bed, opened my door and walked down the way till I got to the study, but I had already started hearing deep moans and heavy banging sounds against furniture beyond the door

"Harder! HARDER!" I heard my sister screaming as if her life depended on it and then the grunts that came from my mate and my heart shattered into a million pieces but I couldn't move a single inch.

I was far too frozen by shock to move, and I just stood and listened until both of them sighed heavily, and I could only hear their heavy breathing.

Then it was my sister that spoke first.

"That was amazing, but we made quite a mess. didn't we?"

It would have been far less painful if somebody had actually placed their fingers in my chest and ripped out my heart instead of hearing what I was hearing right now.

The worst part about this was that it had been so blatantly obvious in my face, they had barely even been trying to hide that they had a special relationship, but I had blindfolded myself with denial and the love that I had for my mate and my husband.

“Don't worry about it, we are going to be making an even bigger mess soon," I heard my husband say to my sister, and I wondered how he had so little respect for me that he could do something like this under the same roof knowing that I was just a couple of steps away.

He had looked at me as if I was a diseased animal earlier but didn't hesitate to hump on my sister like there was no tomorrow.

Everything about this made me sick to my stomach and I wanted to walk away to go to my bed and pretend like I didn't ever hear any of this but my feet remained strongly glued to the ground and refused to move a single inch and save me from more misery.

"Lee," I suddenly heard my sister pipe up "..weren't we supposed to talk about security? after all that is what you told your wife."

She immediately burst into laughter but I noticed that my husband did not share in that laughter.

"Must you always mention that woman whenever we are having fun like this? can't we just forget that she exists?"

I felt like slamming my head against a wall but my sister wouldn't stop.

"Ok but next time I want to do it on her bed…"

My bed? Why that-

"Why on her bed? it's probably as boring as her…"

"I just want to..."

"Fine, If that's what you want Baby"

I wanted to confront them right this moment but I decided against it. Tomorrow was a big day for the pack but after the celebrations I was going to deal with both of them.

So sleep kept avoiding me like an enemy for the entire night and I just rested my head against my pillow soaking it up with tears until it was morning and the light was seeping into my room.

There were heavy eye bags under my eyes and my hair was a mess. It looked like a bird's nest. My skin was also looking pale and dull.

I dragged myself out of bed but I could not just find the energy to enter the bathroom and start preparing myself.

Then when my eyes glanced up at my wall clock dread immediately rushed through my entire body realizing that I was extremely late already and I had not even poured water over my face to wash it.

It was then that I had a very heavy banging on my door and I knew who was already at the other side trying to bring it down from its hinges with his knocking.

I went over, my eyes already fixed to the floor with fear as I opened the door and there was my husband standing over me, his face totally covered with rage.

He looked like his blood pressure immediately went up the moment he laid eyes on me, which was a normal reaction that he always had to me.

Honestly speaking, he always seemed to be irritated just by the presence of me even if I wasn't doing anything wrong at all just the fact that I was reading the same year around him was enough to make his blood boil.

"Elizabeth, what is the meaning of this right now?” My name sounded so dry from his lips as he roared at me as if I had killed somebody and hid their body under my bed where he had promptly discovered it.

If it had been a normal day I would have been ready much earlier than him but how could I sleep and wake up happy knowing that last night he had slept with my sister in his study and they even showered together before she left and I was only a few steps away hearing everything and feeling my wolf growling inside of me.

How could he stand like that in front of me without even the slightest feeling of shame or regret?

He truly had no respect for either me or our bond or the fact that we were married.

"I'm sorry that I overslept, I'll get ready in a few minutes."

He immediately scoffed after I said that.

"This is just another thing that I hate about you…" he said as if he was wobbling to talk about the other things that he despised about me but I doubt that if we sat down and went through that list, we will be able to attend the gala at all.

"... You know that you are naturally so ugly that your makeup is supposed to take so much time to cover at least a little bit of that ugliness, and now it is our poor guests, especially our special one, that will have to be punished with seeing you…"

I wanted to yell back at him, but what was the point?