The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Melissa's POV 

"Congratulations, Mrs. Alexa, you are three weeks pregnant." The words of the doctor are recalled in my head, as I robbed my belly. A huge smile spread all over my face as I arranged the last few flowers on the dining table. 

Today, my husband and mate, Alpha Derek Winston of the Golden Fang Pack, will be returning from training camp. Today was also our anniversary celebration of being together for five years, I felt so excited about it all. I already had every detail planned out for what a private celebration would look like. 

His favorite had been prepared already, with drinks and flowers littered around, just to make the room fit more into a romantic mood.

Derek had been away for a month, though it felt like an eternity because we had no means of contacting each other because phones weren't allowed over there.

My hand found its place on the belly and I envisioned a scene where I would jump on him the moment he returned, showering with kisses before throwing in the bombshell. 

And at that moment, the doorbell rang and I needed no one to inform me that my lovely husband had finally returned. I ran to the door and pulled it open, letting him come in before jumping on him.

"Happy anniversary, my love," I screamed, jumping on him, my arms going round his neck. His next action was something I never thought could happen. He roughly pushed me off, and I almost landed on the floor.

He didn't care to check on me, instead, he turned around without stopping, and it stung more than anything.

What could be the problem? Did I do anything to get him angry?

I tried to rid all negative thoughts, convincing myself that the moment I told him about the baby, whatever was upsetting him would be tossed aside.

Taking a deep breath, I approached him with a smile on my face. "How was the trip?"

"The training!" I quickly corrected, them to avoid pissing him off but no reply came. He was busy rummaging through his bag. "You seem so angry, what is the matter? I... I have something to share with you."

He suddenly gave me a dark stare. "Not now," he said sharply, more crudely than I had ever heard.

The words hurt me a lot, but I managed to smile and hold myself together. "Please, it will just be for a moment. It's important to me,

"I-" I stretched my hand softly, placing it on his arm.

But without any warning, he pushed me. Hard. I fell and landed on my knees. 

Pain shot through me on the side I landed on but that was nothing compared to the pain that I felt in my heart.

"Did... did I do something wrong?" I eventually asked looking up hoping he would tell me  

The man who stood in front of me was the one who was supposed to love me and keep me safe and he was looking at me with a blank stare.

He did not say anything. Rather he reached for the briefcase beside him and took out a thick pile of documents.

I saw the heading of the document and felt as though I had lost my balance. Divorce Agreement.

"Sign them," he ordered, shoving the document to me. "After which I'll reject you and our bond will be severed."

My heart felt like it was broken into pieces. No, no, this was impossible. Not on this day that I was going to tell him that I was carrying his child.

"Why?" I cried, tears swelling up in my eyes as I struggled to stand up and reach for him. "Please, I beg you... tell me why. I don't get it. I thought... I thought we were happily married."

I was about to speak again but was interrupted by the sound of heels tapping loudly on the floor behind me.

I turned around and it was Laura, my cousin, walking towards us.

She came closer to us and I couldn't understand what she was doing there.  

"Laura?" She barely glanced at me and averted her gaze to him.