His mute mate

I stared at the pregnancy test result in my hand in shock. I wasn't expecting to get pregnant again after what happened last time. How did this happen?

I bit my nails nervously, wondering what to do next. Should I tell Ronan? I can't! I can't let what happened before repeat itself. The memory of the last time I told Ronan I was pregnant still sent shivers down my spine.

Even though it's been three years, it's still fresh in my memory. I can't forget the cruel words he said to me when I gave him the news.

"A weak and wolfless mute like you can never bear my child, the future Alpha of our pack!" I still remember the darkness in his eyes as he glared at me like I was a criminal.

And to him, I was. I was the reason his life was ruined. If I didn't exist, he wouldn't have been forced to be with a mute, weak Omega. He would've been with Seraphina, the love of his life. Not that they aren't still together now.

But it wasn't my fault. I didn't choose to be paired with him by the moon goddess. I didn't choose to lose my memory, my voice, and my wolf at such a young age.

Even though he spends most of his time with Seraphina, he still despises me. Despite everything I've done to be a good wife these past five years, he treats me like I'm nothing. We weren't always like this. I still remember when I first came to this pack, even though it feels like forever ago.

I was only eight, the last surviving member of my pack after a rogue attack took my family, my voice, and my wolf. Ronan's father, who was best friends with my dad, brought me in.

The Blackthorn family welcomed me everyone except Eliza. I was bullied for being mute and wolfless, but I endured it because of Ronan. He protected me, cared for me like a little sister, even stood up to Eliza for me. But everything changed when I turned eighteen and found out he was my fated mate.

"Why the hell is it you? Everything's ruined!" he'd roared, his eyes wild. Instead of happiness, he only felt rage when he realized we were bonded.

His words cut deeper than any blade. I'd always loved Ronan. I was thrilled to be his mate. But he wanted nothing to do with me.

He was already in love with Seraphina, a beautiful, capable Beta's daughter, the perfect Luna. I couldn't blame him.

I was ready for rejection, but no one expected Ronan's father to demand, as his dying wish, that Ronan marry me if he wanted to become Alpha. That was the start of Ronan's hatred.

For five years, I've hoped he'd warm up to me. That he'd love me. But I was just a mute Luna,a source of shame. He kept me hidden. No one even knew I was his wife, so I was treated with disrespect by everyone, even the servants.

I was lost in my thoughts when the bedroom door opened. I panicked and quickly hid the pregnancy test in a drawer before stepping out of the closet.

There stood Ronan, staggering and red-faced. Drunk. I rushed over to help him.

The moment I touched him, sparks flew down my spine and my core warmed. I was ashamed, but I couldn't help it he was my mate. But only I felt it.

He loathed my touch when sober. I struggled to get him to bed and collapsed on top of him from the effort.

Feeling his body against mine stirred butterflies in my stomach. Maybe it was the hormones making me crave him more than ever.