The Runaway Luna

CHAPTER2

Elsa's POV

"I'm finished! I'm finished!!" I kept on repeating on the bed, I pulled the white bed cover over me, up to my face. I was so ashamed of this news I'd heard.

I was a virgin, keeping myself for my fated mate, even though he delayed coming, I kept myself. I fingered myself anytime I was horny, so I wouldn’t have to worry about any guy, but that day was different. A man came and took advantage of me. Losing my dignity and pride to Shawn broke me and shattered my spirit. Now I was awake from that melody of the night, the bliss was off, and I was going to fade into reality.

“You must marry him!” They reemphasized.

In the Reinfield Pack, abortion was a serious crime, punishable by death. I wasn't ready to go through a gruesome execution. Taking my heart to the reality that was going to befall me, I slapped my hands so hard on the bed.

"Oh moon goddess, please help!" I prayed, aloud.

They were not furious with me. All they wanted was for me to marry Shawn and now that I was carrying his baby, the marriage seemed inevitable, and they were glad about it. Even if they tried to act angry at how indisciplined I was, I know they were happy deep down.

"If you don't agree to marry Shawn, I promise you I'll go report to the Alpha Council and you will be tried and sent to jail!" Linda even threatened. Her face was as serious as hell.

"Yes, since we've been begging you for too long, and you don't want to give in." Regina backed up her mom.

I turned my head slowly, starting to imagine this. This would be straight imprisonment with hard labor. Whenever a girl got pregnant in the pack without being married to the man, she was punished with imprisonment. Shawn here was willing to marry me so that his company wouldn't suffer, being the CEO of a global clothing company. We had a one-month grace period to get married as the law of the pack stipulated.

My mind was going crazy. I accepted this marriage proposal before evening getting to think of it. Before I realized it, I was off home with him. I couldn't stop imagining how my new home would go with me.

I was just breathing a sigh of relief as I entered his luxurious complex, situated in the heart of town, when he tapped me on the shoulder. I jerked, pulling out of shock.

"I'm married to you to avoid the long hands of the law. I don't love you, it's clear. So for as long as you stay in this house, stay out of my sight!" “If I knew you were so fertile that just one time would lead to this mess, I would have been more mature!”

I jerked backwards, staring so hard at him, his eyes were fixed with so much hatred. Shawn stormed off, leaving me on the first floor. I was stranded. I didn't know where to get to my room if I even had a room. It was like being left in the middle of nowhere.

I don't know how long I'd been standing there until a woman dressed in a maid's uniform, who was supposed to be in her mid-forties, approached me.

"Hello ma’am, come with me. I want to show you your room."

This offer seemed like after many hours, as I observed, the sun was very bright when I arrived there, but currently, it was evening, and I'd been standing all through, halfway lost in unconsciousness.

"Oh, okay!" I retorted, pulling out of my shock. A tear dropped from my eyes and I quickly wiped it off. Bending, I picked the little bags of clothes I had from the floor and followed the maid upstairs.

I lived with Shawn as a wife for months. It wasn’t easy for me. Verbal and physical violence was the order of the day with him. He would even threaten to throw me out of the house, saying I was too inexperienced in bed and couldn’t play with him the way his other girls did.

It was like he was always irritated with me. I went through a lot. No wonder my cousin ran away and pushed him towards me. She knew how he was.

At one point, I started suspecting that he was looking for a way to get rid of me. He didn't love me, he told me on my first day, but now his actions spoke more. Despite all the abuse and bad treatment, I tried my best to be a respectful wife. I always made an effort to cook for him if he was happy, but most of the time he ended up throwing my food at me. s*x with him was when he had no choice. I was the last option. He took several sexy girls into his apartment and had s*x with them. They would scream and moan all night. This broke my ego.

Shawn didn't care how I felt.

I wasn't happy being there with him, but then, I had nowhere to go. I didn't have a job, even with the fact that he owned a company. My uncle and aunty would not even allow me to go back if I wanted to. They were now respected because of my husband, which was what they wanted. Most of the time, I cooked in the kitchen, in his company, but my name wasn't on the payroll.

I did all this without complaints, trying to be the best wife I could, until one day I couldn't take it any longer.

I stormed into his room without even knocking. Seeing me come in this way, he was puzzled. He rose from bed immediately.

"What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to avoid me?" He stood up and began to walk towards me. Perhaps he thought I was gonna fear but I was ready for whatever would come my way. I stood my ground.

"Why?" I asked as my voice choked. I felt tears forming in my eyes. “Why do you treat me this way?”

He walked closer, his height towering over me. I felt quite ashamed crying about this, my head lowered. I was down in spirit but my anger at him wasn't quenched, and I didn't fear him.

With his index finger, he lifted my head. Leaning his face across and with stern eyes, he spoke.

"Who are you?" I mumbled, not knowing what he meant at that point. I just had to say something.

"Your wife!" I crumpled, looking down. I refused to look at his face even when he deliberately tried to keep my eyes fixed on his as he threatened.

"Do your job as a wife! A wife must always be submissive and ready to endure whatever comes her way. Right now, as it stands, you have no right to speak against what I do or how I treat you."

His statement got me pissed, and I landed a hard slap on his face in that anger.

"Why did you slap me when I'm pregnant for you?" This wasn't frequent, and should be reported. He will be severely punished, but yet, after doing this, where will I return to live, in the cold, outside? So I shunned this idea.

"f**k you!" As he was about to come over in retaliation, the door banged open, and his personal assistant came in. He was distracted, he was his childhood best friend, and even till now they were best friends, so when he got rich, he was inclined to employ him to be by his side and paid him so well. Donald coming in distracted Shawn and I stormed out, slamming the door against them.

Behind the door, I leaned, eavesdropping to hear what they would say. I had this instinct that they would speak about me.

"Shawn, your wedding to Elsa has finally been scheduled for next Wednesday!"

"The Alpha Council has approved it. Sorry, it will be coming up sooner than expected."

I gasped.

I'd forgotten about this. I hated Shawn so much that I could not imagine spending the rest of my life with him.

"Alas, I have no hope of meeting my fated mate! This is my final bus stop!" This weakened my wolf. I almost didn't feel it any longer, as I was lurking in despair. I retired sorrowfully to my room.

Everything happened so damn fast. In a bit, the day of the wedding had already come. A lot of people were invited because Shawn was a top man in the business class. I got dressed in my luxury wedding gown, I was sparkling, my makeup was so beautiful, and I looked like a queen, but deep there, I was hurting inside. My smiles were just to deceive people. Most of the people here didn't know this was a forced marriage and I didn't want to make it obvious.

We arrived at the pack's chapel in different cars, Shawn leaving the house before as usual for grooms. Looking straight at the altar, he was standing over there, donned in his fitting milky colored suit. He looked so handsome, I'm sure most of the girls here would be crushing on him except those who knew he was a wicked bastard.

To keep up with my smile under my transparent veil, I assumed it was my fated mate I was getting married to. Even though this wasn't true, at least I got to pretend in the eyes of people to be truly in love with him for the next two to three hours of the wedding.

"Today, we are here to join in holy matrimony these two individuals, Shawn and Elsa....... " the priest started, but was interrupted by Shawn’s phone.

Suddenly, Shawn's phone rang, and some murmurings could be heard. I'm sure people will be wondering why he didn't silence the phone. He obviously had no regard for me. If not, he would have at least silenced it. He took out the phone to place it in silence. I was tempted to glance to see who was calling.

I am sure it was a lady.

One would think he would be a gentle man and turn the phone off, so we could go on with the wedding, but no, he answered the call right there.

"What a f**k!" I put up my lower lips. The rites book fell from the priest's hands as he couldn't believe his eyes. There were confused murmurings from the crowd.

"Please honey, can you come over to me right now? You know I'm three months pregnant for you, and......" She dragged. "I'm feeling so uncomfortable, I need you here as soon as possible." Since his phone's call volume was on, I heard it all. I was right and it was a lady.

"I'm coming right away! Give me twenty minutes. Just twenty minutes!" With this, he stormed off.

"s**t!" I used my hands to cover my face. "What sort of disgrace is this?" As if him treating me badly wasn't enough, he had to disgrace me before everyone.

I couldn't stand the murmurs and whispers from the guests. I knew they would all be talking about me. Removing the veil and flinging it over, I gathered my wedding gown and ran out through the side door which was opened. I was ashamed as I had never been before.