My mother-in-law’s words passed chills down my spine. But, I chose to stay silent. Arguing with her would do no good to me. It was even useless to keep standing there and listen to the packmates’ whispers and my mother-in-law’s taunts. Also, I was looking for a chance to bring up the divorce with Lucas. So, I decided to follow her instructions and walked upstairs through the stairs, intending to clear things between us.
I had only reached out the door and my ears were filled with Lucas's voice, laced with concern and worry.
“Ember, what are you doing?” He asked in desperation, “Your condition is acting up, you should lay still on the bed. Please don't get up.”
As I reached out to the door, my legs got frozen at their place. I couldn't move at all. There was a scene, too improper to even watch, let alone interrupt. Ember's hands were wrapped around Lucas’s shoulder and legs around his waist. He had held her on him with the support of the wall, clinging to each other as passionately as they could.
“Ember…” he moaned, “Please don’t do this.”
“Why, Lucas?” She said seductively before brushing her lips against his, “Don't you like this?”
“Are you worried about my condition?” She asked after partying her lips, “I lied! Just to get you up with me alone.”
“Why are you holding back, Lucas? I know you want me as desperately as I want you. Aren't you married to Ava just because she has similar facial features as me?” She asked seductively, “Tell me, Lucas! How many times have you slept with her imagining me in your bed? I bet it's everyday.”
“Ember…” he moaned, struggling hard to not respond to her kisses as he groaned, “You are making things harder on me,”
“That's what I want, Lucas.” she said while moving her hands downward to his shirt, “I want you to get harder!”
As soon as her hands grabbed the zipper of his pants, he lost all his control. He couldn't hold himself anymore and soon the sound of undressing the clothes echoed in the room, followed by the sound of skins’ intervention. I clenched the door’s knob in my hand, that hadn't been pushed open till now, and ran away, leaving them alone to bring shame to their relationship and to the pack.
I burst out and reached the balcony, gasping for air. The thought of them intervening to each other, naked in the same bed, was disgusting to me. But even the cool night breeze couldn't calm the storm raging inside me. I felt like I was drowning, like I was losing myself in a sea of despair.
And at that moment, I knew I had to get out. I had to leave Lucas, leave Ember, leave the pack. I had to find a way to heal, to move on, to forget.
I reached for my enchanted stone and used it to contact one of my trusted friend and ally, a fellow werewolf named Lucy.
"I need your help," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own heartbeat.
Lucy's response was immediate. "What do you need, Ava?"
I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was to come. "I need you to help me take back what's mine."
There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, I wondered if Lucy would abandon me. But then, her voice came back, strong and resolute. "I'm with you, Ava. Always."
At first, I wanted to confront Lucas and talk to him face to face about what he did to me. But now, I was disgusted with the thought of even looking at him. There was nothing left to talk about. What's done was already done. I could not change what had already happened in the past. But, my future was in my hands and I would never let myself be bewitched by him again. So, in that short moment, I had already decided what I needed to do next.
The full moon was rising, and with it, a new era would begin. I was ready to unleash my inner wolf and take back what was rightfully mine.
