Aylin’s POV

Nisha Endymion uploaded beautiful and eye-catching photos of her son Raoul on Instagram with an annotation:[Thanks to the moon goddess.

My prince can live again] She went ahead to upload another photo with an annotation:[Eternally grateful to this savior,for giving my son a second chance to live.

May the moon goddess illuminate your paths with greatness my hero]

She went ahead and liked the picture with countless love emojis. She was my mate's ex and Draco Altan—my husband, was the blood donor.

The reactions and comments from the post were mind- blowing.

People were expressing their gratitude and praising Draco for being a savior for donating his blood in saving Nisha’s son, Raoul.

There was an anonymous comment I saw. The person send a shocking comment that blew off my mind

[Wow! What a lovely man he's. It would have been beautiful and lovely if he was your mate. Is he your bonded mate?]

Nisha didn't reply to the user. I guessed she knew that her husband,Ragnar Blaez was following her on Instagram.

All she did was to tag the comment with a smiling emoji.

I gave the post a thumbs up and I went to the comment section and typed something: [huh! So beautiful.

Thanks to the moon goddess that your son is alive and healthy.

What a lovely and heart throbbing move from the donor!]

Instantly, as I tapped sent, Draco called me, ranting loudly, “C'mon Aylin! I just helped Nisha out.

Moreover,it was expedient that I donated my blood to Raoul since Ragnar,her husband, was not around the pack.

Don't escalate things. It is just a simple approach to help please.”

I hung up.

I was utterly and completely devastated and disappointed in my mate.

How can Draco say something like that to me?

Why must he be the blood donor? We have countless donors whose blood has been reserved in the blood bank of the clinic.

Why must he be the one?

Why must he show up and always intervene in Nisha's affairs?

My mind was going wild and something triggered this thought in me.

“It's time, Aylin,to break away from the foolish mate union. Divorce him.”

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I was Luna to Draco Altan– Alpha of Wolfshade Circle.I was pregnant and carrying his child when all this was happening.

I massaged my little belly, took a deep breath, and felt like I needed to tender an apology to the little one inside my womb—I couldn't hold up.

But as soon as I tried to say something, tears began shimmering down my cheeks like a river that had overflowed its bank.

I wanted to dish out the news as a wonderful surprise package to Draco on his birthday, but it was clear he didn't want this baby at all.

I was one month along, and goodness! I'd wanted this for like eternity! It took this long because Draco hasn't consummated his love for me as his Luna and mate.

He wasn't into intimacy with me and the thoughts of having children irritated him; he thought they were just nuisance and exhausting.

Not quite long, I caught him handling some kids stuff and he even went to the length of making spreadsheets— for newborns and children.

Then I tried to believe that he was accepting my pregnancy. That he was finally getting on board to take on the responsibility of becoming a father and a guardian. And now, I feel really stupid.

The picture was clear that he wasn't getting ready for me at all! His love and care was for someone's else.

Draco was the Alpha of the pack. He's a business tycoon. He has business ventures within and outside the pack.

He was really a busy man. Since we mated, I've accepted the fact that I will always see my husband and mate only deep into the night. He usually comes home by ten or past ten in the night.

But that night, Draco was back earlier than usual; it was only 7pm.He called out my name, but I stayed mute in our bedroom.

He just called out twice and he didn't try again. After a while, I heard footsteps in the shower. He went to have his bath.

When he was done, He came and collapsed on the bed. He slept right next to me without switching off the lights.

I felt this cozy and mild sensation around my waist. I was adrift in a Sea of surprise. This was the first time he'd caress me.

He curled up my neck and tried to wheedle me.

Oh, my sweetheart Aylin, I was just showing my token of love to Nisha and Raoul. Besides,the child would've died if I hadn't donated my blood to him.

You know that her mate, Ragnar has been away for a while. It wouldn't be nice for the child to have been infused with a strange blood while I am in a position to donate mine to him.

Nisha loved her son so much and giving a slight chance for any loss wouldn't go down well with her.”

He paused and continued, kissing and fondling my neck.

“Don't worry, okay? Once her son is okay and her mate is back, I won't be in touch with her again.”

“Hope you understood everything I said right?”

Draco stretched forth his hands to my stomach and caressed it.

Aylin's POV

I pretended to be asleep. I kept my eyes closed and I didn't speak a word. I just pushed his hands aside and turned my back.

He got the message I was passing across to him. He yelled out and said,

“What else can I do to please you? What do you want me to do again Aylin?

I'm trying to keep my cool and be nice, and you're rejecting me? What happened to—" He emulated my speech —"'I don't care about your ex. You belong to me now, and that's what is paramount!”

I heard him let out an aggravated sigh.

“Can you spare me that drama Aylin. Stop behaving and nagging like a jealous wife.

I could've kept this away from you 'cause I don't wanna upset you and make your nerves hot, but I chose to come out clean –no hidden or obscure motives.

That's what mates are supposed to do! Now, look at you, giving me this silent, disgusting and sucking attitude!”

Draco drained all his frustrations and in the end, he said, "Look Aylin, I Know you solely desire to have your own baby, and here I am, striving to be a solace and pillar of support to you.

But you're rejecting it. Guess I should just give you some space. I will sleep on the couch tonight, huh?"

He arrogantly stood up and slammed the door with great intensity. I couldn't help but laugh sarcastically at how messy my union with my mate has become. We have been distant and drifted apart. Our relationship has become like two parallel rivers, running in different directions.

Every union or bond undergoes trying times. It is normal. But the ability to recognize that there's a need to remain united despite the storm and circumstances, is a different ball game.

Draco has failed to recognize my apology language. It is so simple.

“I am sorry.”

“I was wrong.”

“What can I do to make it right again?”

Instead, to him, saying sorry was something he only said for me to forgive him or else in his eyes, I'd be just a ridiculous jealous and nagging wife.

I guessed all the blame should be leveled on me. He knew I'd always preach and stand for peace. I will always forgive him because I loved him. And this was the burden I have to carry and the price I had to pay.

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The next morning, Draco was nowhere to be seen. He slept on the couch last night but I couldn't find him as I woke up to check.

My mate left the house so early.

I wasn't bothered though. I didn't stress my head to think where he went early in the morning.

It's not like it was the first time.

He'd be back when the day is deeply old. His business associate and Gamma of the pack— Luan Oberon called countless times, looking for him, saying he hadn't shown up at the office since today.

Permuting all possible places and putting the facts together, there was only one place I could think of: somewhere far out the pack with Nisha and her son, Raoul.

I was on my way to somewhere in the pack. After booking an appointment, I hopped in a cab to the clinic.

When I was already lying in bed, the D&C was done on me. Before I knew it; the baby was no longer in my womb in just a few minutes.

Not quite long, I was already in line to settle the bills when I barged into two familiar figures—my mate and his ex, Nisha.

Draco instantly shot me an accusing glare. "Aylin? What the f**k is wrong with you. Do you have to tail me here? Are you stalking me?"

I poured my gaze on Nisha. She deliberately avoided them and pretended to appear and act like a saint before me.

She feigned an act by scolding my mate. "Draco, stop that. Don't accuse her like that. She didn't do any wrong.

Do you really think she'll stalk us? I mean, we're here for Nisha's X-ray and also, to collect Raoul’s medical report from the doctor. Aylin gets the situation. Right, Aylin?"

Nisha’s mischievous and deceptive words totally drifted the focus onto me. I could only smirk and respond, "Yeah, you're absolutely spot on.

You're just here for his medical report and for your X-ray. I got it. I just happened to be here, too. I'm not stalking anyone!"

Thinking I was defensive, Draco shoved me, seething, "Goodness, Aylin, stop creating and imagining what's non-existent! She's practically a sister to me!"

I had just had surgery; my body had me knocked to the ground from his shove. Pain shot through my lower abdomen, and I winced.

Nisha quickly came to my rescue, but she shot a mischievous smile my way while scolding Simon.

I pushed her away, feeling disgusted. I tried to lean against the wall, but she flopped down next to me, acting dramatically like he had hurt her chest.

Draco ran quickly and held her hands. He helped her to stand upright and then yelled at me. "If anything happens to her, I swear, Aylin, you'll regret this!"

There was this strange feeling that aroused all over my body. Cold sweat broke out as I felt pain coursing through me while my mate, Draco cared for his ex.

Maybe I made the right decision not to keep the baby; a man who doesn't cherish his wife and mate wouldn't love her offspring either.

I didn't desire that my baby would come into this life to face this ugly omen. It is better that I save him or her from the hatred that they will encounter. How pathetic that would've been.

When I returned to the pack, I went to Twitter to post something until I saw the latest post of Nisha.

Aylin's POV

It was a sexy photo of a man's back, and I was very certain that it was my mate—Draco. She backed up the photo with a caption: [Guys’ it is obviously true that when you have a man that genuinely loves you, your safety is highly guaranteed.

I am over the moon now because I have such a man in my life.]

Comments were flooding in. The familiar and notable ones were from the pack's high ranked wolves.

Beta–Hesperos Lysander:[Gosh! That back is so sexy! I know it's definitely not Ragnar Blaez.]

Draco’s Gamma and Business Associate–Luan Oberon:[Beautiful and lovely! Finally you've gotten hold of him. Congratulations!!]

Leandro Arcturus–Draco’s office assistant:[Why am I having this feeling that this exactly looks like the back of Alpha Draco of Wolfshade Circle. Anyways, Congratulations! Make things to work out between you guys.

It would be wonderful if that can happen. So happy for you,Alpha for winning back your long lost goddess.]

Those men are just blowing things beyond proportion. I could perceive something fishy here. Are they trying to get me upset?

When Draco saw all their comments,he quickly went and posted something. He pretended to care. Just to avoid me from getting angry.

He went ahead and indirectly started scolding them

Draco Altan:[Guys, guys, what the hell was that? Are you guys trying to separate me from my Luna–Aylin? Please stop!!! Am just trying to be of help to Nisha and Raoul.]

As soon as he dropped that comment, they all stopped. Except his Beta–Hesperos Lysander:[Come on, man, we know you don't love her.

She's not worth it, just ditch her. You've been with Nisha since Uni, and we all know you can't let her go. Stop the drama and win your rightful Luna back!]

Hesperos had been Draco's right hand man and best friend. When I became Draco's Luna, he never accepted me. Infact, he'd never liked me.

He always thought I wasn't perfect for his friend. saying I wasn't as gorgeous and dripping like Nisha Endymion. To him, I just didn't measure up.

He hasn't for once acknowledged me as Draco's mate and Luna.

I pretended to be cool. I just let Hesperos say whatever he wanted. Not that I don't know what to reply to him.

But for the sake of Draco, I let that die down. I also restrained myself from speaking now that I was considering breaking our bond and planning on divorcing him.

I typed something and commented: [Don't worry. Your wish is gonna happen as soon as possible.]

Then, I brought up two photos—my pregnancy ultrasound and my abortion certificate—and annotated it: [Finally! I am breaking free and letting go.]

Few seconds after I posted the photos, my Facebook notification exploded. I gazed at the likes and comments one after another, and not one was from Draco's men.

I suspected they hadn't seen what I posted yet. Ha, they must've called him privately to toast to their little celebration!

Not quite long, just three minutes later, my phone was buzzing non-stop. It was almost blowing off. My parents and friends were all trying to contact me.

Draco was blowing up my phone too, but I completely snubbed it. I just sent a short and precise message to my Mom: [I'll be at the pack later. I'll give you the crux when I get there.]

I hastily gathered all my stuff together. Just as I was about to step out to leave, I spotted Draco pulling into the driveway.

He scuttled out of his car and marched right over.

"Aylin! What the heck is going on? You flushed our heir all because I donated my blood to save Raoul's life?!"