Goodbye Ex-mate! You've Lost My Affection

CHAPTER 01- "Congratulations Mrs Lasko Susan, you're three weeks pregnant." My doctor announced earlier today, with a smile that was so evident on his face. Staring at the pregnancy report in my hand, I giggled in excitement. This news was definitely going to fill the void in my marriage. Finally, Drake would love me when he gets to know I'm carrying his child, the next heir. Drake and I have been mated for three years, yet there's been no sign of pregnancy, not even a miscarriage. Those years were the most terrible years of my life. Coincidentally, today is also Drake, my mate's birthday, and a day he would be celebrating his latest accomplishment of being the Alpha of Greywood pack. That was a triple celebration, I knew he was going to be so excited when he learned he was finally going to be a father. Staring at the wall clock, a sigh escaped my lips. I wanted to surprise him with gifts and news of my pregnancy, but he wasn't home yet. Sadly, our union wasn't a bed of roses with a handsome prince holding the banquet. Rather, it was a grave of icy desolation. Drake's homecoming was usually characterized by wordlessly walking past me, followed by his icy gaze. He never ate my meals and the only time we spoke was during the days we addressed the pack. I would have chosen to announce it on such a date, in front of everyone, but I needed to respect my husband's opinion since I wasn't sure what his reaction to the news would be. Usually, I would wait up most nights but this evening, I would go surprise him in his office instead. "Maybe he got stuck up at work...anything could be holding him back." Iris, my wolf said in an attempt to pacify me. Soon, I was donned in a navy blue velvet jumpsuit which had a fitted, wide-leg design and flowing long sleeves. Paired with metallic silver heels, a simple pearl necklace, and light makeup, I knew I was good to go. A smile graced my lips, my elegant ensemble, exuding glamor and sophisticated business attire. Taking my car keys, I asked a servant to carry the gift items into the car, and off we went. Arriving at his company, I sucked in deep breaths before walking in, my steps and posture, portraying confidence. Pack members littered the premises, hinting that the ceremony had taken full shape. They were going about their businesses but once I walked in, their attention turned to me. As I met their hostile stares, my pulse quickened, the room thickening with tension at their scowls, smirks, and resentful gazes. Did I do something wrong? I wondered before shrugging off the thought and walking on. After getting off the elevator, I spotted the conference room and began walking in that direction. That must be where the ceremony was taking place since most official celebrations he'd had in the past occurred there. I entered inside the spacious conference room which filled me with the inviting scent of air fresheners and freshly brewed coffee, and the cozy hum of the air conditioner. I scanned the room for my mate but he wasn't there. Even his scent was faint, meaning it was long since he departed from here. There was only one place he could be at the moment and it was his office. I spun around on my feet and began walking in that direction. Suddenly, my feet skidded to a halt as the unmistakable voices kept echoing in my head. The door to his office was barely open, so I hesitated before leaning in and listening to their conversation. I leaned against the wall for support, the barely open door enabling me to remain unnoticed while watching them. My jaw dropped to the floor and I gasped, and I could hear my heart beat fast in response to the scene unfolding before me as I looked. Shutting my eyes tight, I pinched my arms, just to get a reality check. Was I seeing things? Could it be that I was hallucinating? My legs instantly turned wobbly and I clutched tighter to my purse just to keep myself steadied. Tears sprung in my eyes as I watched the man I mated, clamp his arms around Karen, my sister’s waist, lowering her until she was seated right on his lap facing him. With feverish excitement, he unbuttoned her top, exposing her fair boobs and collarbones. He adored her body, peppering kisses on her lips and neckline, and my heart shattered to pieces. He had never touched me with so much love as I saw in his eyes while he groped my sister. Even my pregnancy came as a result of a drunken night and the next day he had given me the pills, only that I refused to take them unknown to him. "You're so sweet," He professed, his eyes beaming with a smile while my face contorted more. A heavy stone descended on my chest, refusing to ease away as I watched my mate who didn't spare me even a little bit of affection, light up at the very instance of her smile. "Why don't you reject that lame mate of yours and claim me instead?... If we get mated, I'll make sure you get an alliance with Father," She paused, kissing him deeply. “Moreover, the sooner she gets to know I'm pregnant with your pup, the better she'll be able to handle it. Just tell her.” Her cruel words hit me like a thunderstorm. My beloved junior sister, I couldn't believe, was the reason I'd never experienced love and affection in three years of mating with Drake. Cold freezing water poured over me, drenching and chilling me to my bones. I wanted to obey the voice in my head, telling me to turn around and leave in peace, wait for him to come home like the good mate I'd always been, but I couldn't take it anymore. Jealousy clawed at my lungs like a bear, suffocating me with piercing pain, a dark feeling gnawing on my insides, making me want to tear my sister apart. Just then, Karen lifted her gaze and our eyes locked. Shock greeted her expression and she gasped. Didn't she expect that I would be present? Drake mirrored her gaze and when his pair of eyes landed on me, he jolted forward, almost tumbling over. The guilty will always be weak. “Drake, you’re cheating on me now, huh?” I fired at Drake and they exchanged nervous, desperate glances. With calculated steps, I walked closer to them, closing the distance between us, as my eyes burned with a dangerous glint. “Let's talk about this at home.” He replied dismissively, his tone dripping with irritation. I scoffed. It wasn't like what we shared for three years could be called a home. Homes weren't as cold as graveyards. He didn't even bother explaining to me, and this made me understand that they had been sleeping with each other. Perhaps all that was left for him to say to me at home was a nice rejection. I lunged at Karen in a frenzy, just when they least expected, my palm connecting with her cheeks, my long fingers clawing and scratching, as I hit her with my handbag. Drake pushed me away from her, pulling her behind him in a protective gesture when holding me down didn't seem to deter me. While growing up, my sister was everyone's favorite and still is. No one ever seemed to notice the touches of sarcasm in her undertones, or her sly way of excusing herself from tasks by pretending she was sick, or simply just the way she always wanted everything that was mine. When she crossed boundaries, she was forgiven, but when I did, I was given the s******g of my life. I usually gave in to her demands, especially when she wanted my best dresses or she wanted to be with some boy that had a crush on me. But this? She had gone too far wanting my mate. Because of her, My dreams shattered... Hopes destroyed... All that painful unease of my mate cheating, which I felt when Drake stayed late. The cold lonely days. The devastating answers. All that feeling of being unwanted in my chest, stomach, and gut - it was all because of my sister. I blinked back my tears, not wanting them to see just how much damage they had done to my emotions. “Karen, what wrong have I done to deserve this from you?” my eyes trained on hers in an accusing stare. Instead of remorse, the look in Karen's eyes became more and more confident as a smug smile lingered at the corners of her lips. She buttoned up her loose collar. I was still puzzled when she spoke, “Don't you dare pretend to be the victim here. You knew how much I loved Drake yet you selfishly manipulated Father to force him on you.” This explains the horrible looks of jealousy I saw on Karen's face at my mating ceremony and her adamant refusal to be my chief bridesmaid. Oh, I didn't know she loved Drake or I would have let her snatch him even before we mated. She didn't just h ave to f**k my mate and get pregnant for him. “His parents have my support.” Her smug smile broadened. My eyes widened in horror. If Drake's parents supported her, then what chance did I ever have - who would side with me in this?