The Second chance at love

Letitia's POV

I am going to get bad news today.

I knew and felt it. It was like a tickle in my throat - if there is anything like that. Once it started, it alerted me to something which would happen in the nearest future. In this case, it alerted me to the abomination which was unfolding right in front of me.

My wolf growled inside of me - that was what gave us away. If not, I was sure they would have continued completely oblivious to the other presence in the room. Four pair of eyes stared up at me with startled expression.

My sister - stepsister - Tasha pulled the duvet over her chest but what was there to hide? The shame? The embarrassment of sleeping with your sister's husband right on their bed? I was not upset. In fact, I was okay. But I still could not stop the tears that rolled down my cheek or the ache in my chest.

My wolf made a low whining sound. But that was the best we could do.

The worse was to turn around and leave. Pretend that I did not see anything and hope that maybe there was still a chance the man who loved me three years ago was still there somewhere but that was just another excuse I gave myself.

Although I told myself that I was okay, I was not. Raymond was not just the Alpha of our pack, he was my fated mate and I was his. Bonded with the moon as our witness and blessed by the goddess. But I had expected this for so long. In fact, I had seen it coming - even though I did not expect that it would be with my own sister - all the signs had been there.

We had begun drifting apart - albeit slowly - three years ago and in those three years, Raymond never looked at me as though I was a woman - his fated at that - except for the time when he had come home drunk and that was about one year ago.

Raymond's face had gone from shocked to 'I don't give a damn about what you think you saw' so when I stepped out he did not bother to run after me. To try to explain at least that maybe what I thought I saw was wrong. To make excuses for his actions and drill me with lies.

He did not care.

He had not cared for the past three years.

I staggered out of the room. I had a feeling that this time there was no going back. This time, it was over and there was nothing I could do about it but grovel and cry because there was no way I could live without Raymond.

My room was not as comforting as I had hoped it would be. It still smelt like him even when the last time he stepped foot in here was three years ago. Everything I looked at was a memory of what we used to be.

I wanted to scream.

My wolf wanted to tear down every tree in the forest and howl out her anger and frustration but I had to hold myself back.

"What are you doing?"

I looked up, startled as I heard the voice to find Raymond staring down at me. His lips were drawn apart and he looked more angry that I had found him and my sister than he was sorry.

I straightened my skirt and squared my shoulder. Every part of me wanted to snatch him off the ground and haul him someplace far. That might reduce this heavy feeling weighing on my heart.

He took more steps closer that for a moment I thought he was actually sorry and was here to apologize.

"There would be a meeting at the Court by evening." His voice held no form of remorse. "Your attendance is mandatory."

My wolf growled and I shot to my feet.

It was not on purpose, it was not on purpose I swear. What the hell was I doing? But I was already up and Raymond who had turned around to leave had his eyes on me, one brow arched up in question. I could just as well finish what I already started.

"Why?" I croaked. The tears which I did not want to fall rolled down my face and I immediately wiped it away. "Did it have to be her? She's my sister!"

Raymond did not look like he cared. If anything, it looked like the mere sound of my voice aggravated him. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist - I have no idea why I was following every little movement his body was making. Maybe because I was looking for a sign that he was actually sorry?

That he had followed me all the way back here to apologize and not remind me of a useless meeting.

Did he really not care about my feelings? Did he not care about our bond?

He said nothing. Nothing to placate my bruised ego and shattered heart. Nothing to give me hope that we would be alright even if it was just lies. I wanted to hear those lies so badly that it hurt. Instead, Raymond simply gave me an impatient shrug, spun around and was gone.

I drew back into the room and threw myself against the wall.

I should not have gone there. With all my 'knowing' it was a shame that I did not know enough not to go to his room. I should have stayed back in my room and mourn the death of my husband's father as I was meant to.

Why did I care if Raymond was fine or not? Why did I make the mistake of going to check on him? I would not have seen anything. I would not be nursing this huge wound in my heart and Raymond would not have looked at me as though I was the worse person to ever cross paths with him... Like we were over.

I was suddenly tired.

Kylie, my wolf had not said anything since we left Raymond's room but I could feel her anger and resentment. It poured out of every part of us. Was she tired too? Like me? Have she finally decided to accept the fact that Raymond was lost to us and move on?

Evening was in the next one hour and I was on my knees till that time. The full moon sat limply in the night sky shining as bright as it could. It was a complete contrast to my gloomy world.

With a sigh, I lifted myself off the ground and straightened my skirt once more. I would not wait for Raymond to send someone to remind me again of the meeting when he had been here himself before to do just that.

As Luna of our pack, it was only right that I was punctual - even if we had issues internally - give my husband the respect we expected his pack members to give him. Since we were in mourning - the death of Raymond's father and our previous Alpha - I was still dressed in all black and hid my red fiery hair under a scarf.