Anabelle's POV
I had gone on a stroll in the garden one fine morning. Admiring the scented roses that always awakened a part of me. Adoring their bright colors and splendor. When Doc Davenport's Mercedes stopped at the entrance of the castle. He perhaps sighted me from afar and walked up to me.
"Luna Anabelle…" he said, lowering his wide waist and huge belly, down to the ground where he'd find it difficult to get up. "Doc, what brings you to the castle…..it's been ages." " I can't even remember the last time I saw you..." ,"On your last miscarriage..... A year and 8 months ago" he interjected and concluded. Then I recalled that terrible day. The day that marked the genesis of Lucas' cruelty on me.
"Oh yes….. I remember" I said, still reminiscing on the abuses. "Thank the moon goddess. My Luna, I've identified the root cause….." Doc Davenport said with a look of anticipation to speak. "Root cause?" I was confused as to what he meant. "Yes Luna Anabelle. Your womb was never the issue! Your womb could house so many babies. You don't have a weak womb like Alpha Lucas accused!" he said emphatically.
I was thrown aback. Confused, perplexed and disoriented by where he was headed. "It was negligent of me to have made such a mistake…." he added in an apologetic tone. The look on my face reeked of confusion. "I'm sorry, My Luna. You went through so much." "So much for a lost…. battle" he made me more confused. "What do you mean?" I inquired. Doc hesitated before replying. But the vexed look on my face made him understand how quickly he must speak. "Well Luna....sadly Alpha Lucas has had a.....very low sperm count!" "Ones too weak enough to swim fast to an egg and fertilize it" he concluded handing the medical report to me.
I was stunned and in dismay. "I was going to give that to him and explain it all. I should just go in." he said, reaching out for the report. But I held it back. Refusing to hand it over. Instead, I insisted on walking with him to meet Lucas. I wanted to rub the shame all over his face and watch his stutter. It was obvious the news of I and Lucas's separation was yet to reach Doc Davenport's ears.
By the startled look on Lucas's face seeing I and Doc together, means he had an idea of what Davenport was about to reveal. "What part of 'Do not mention it to anyone didn't you understand' Doc?" he queried as he whispered into his ears. "There's nothing to be ashamed of Alpha Lucas.", "Anabelle here has promised to be with you through every stage of your treatment" he said to Lucas who basked in the look of embarrassment.
"And all the while, you grew…... and became my tormentor. When you have been the culprit!" I said angrily, pointing a finger at him. Doc was stunned seeing how mad I was. And tried salvaging the situation."Luna Anabelle, I know this is a difficult time but you have to be there for Alpha Lucas." "He needs you", "No Doc, he needs the moon goddess to bless him or curse him with another mate" Doc Davenport heaved in shock.
I paused and smirked. Staring right into the eyes of Lucas, filled with pity and hopelessness. "This news shouldn't only shatter him but break him into a million pieces. Same way my heart did!" I stated fiercely. "News flash Doc, I and Alpha Lucas are no longer mates. We…..or better still 'I' would no longer be needing your services". "But you've not lost anyway. You have one more dead Co*k to make….come alive!" I concluded and walked out of Lucas's office. I made sure my words didn't only hurt his feelings. But his pride and ego as a man. I heard a hard bang on the door. And I knew definitely that must have been either furniture or Doc Davenport's 200 pound body.
I and Logan thought It wise not to reveal to everyone yet about our affair. In order to avoid accusing fingers on me for infidelity. The news of Lucas's divorce was yet to be known by many. That's why Lucas begged I return back to him before the news goes haywire. Hence Logan insisted we take things easy. First, to solidify my divorce, I needed to leave the palace.
This decision came two weeks after Christian and Nicole left. I had to stay fourteen long days under the same roof as Lucas till I found a new place. Of course with Logan's help. I was in love, having my head up in the clouds. Shielding my ears from all of Lucas's pleas to start afresh. I promised myself never to return to my vomit. Logan was my future and Lucas was my past.
In Logan's usual behaviour, he would sneak up on me while taking a shower. Walk his fingertips through my back. Grasp my round firm bo*bs in his palms and send kisses to my neck and lips. That evening he began by taking off the bathrobe which I used to wrap my wet skin. Opening the curtains of deep pleasure and hard core romance began. We began from the bathtub and made our way to the bed.
Stark bollock naked staring into my eyes. He walked his hands through my thighs. Movement which made me itch so bad for him. The next minute, he was spilling juices from my well shaved pu*sy. He had a naughty habit of making me yearn for his thrusts. It was always his custom to appreciate every inch of me before pounding his co*k in and out of me.
I was breathless. I came alive with every touch. I gripped hard on his huge arms. Perhaps I laid marks on him but Logan never mind. He'd always say they were imprints of my desires. The unholy ecstasy of his actions. Finally he did. He thrusted into me. A feeling in a million times felt anew. I heard him moan my name slowly. Whispering how much he loved me into my ears. I didn't want him to stop. It began by me squirting. As held on tightly, on the joy ride. Until I heard a growl.
It definitely couldn't be Logan who was on top of me and was having the best time of his life. I got taken away for a moment from what I called 'Deep sexual pleasure'. And wondered my eyes faintly about the dark room. Where only the open bathroom radiated some light. "So it's because of him!" the voice thundered causing I and Logan to heave in shock. And there the figure stood. Pants ripped to the thighs, shredded like it was handed down by a mad man. On the chest was a white singlet screaming to be ripped off.
The heavy breathing could wake the dead and the sinister look could depart a living soul to the grave. Saliva dripped down its lips like that of a hunger monster. That monster was Lucas. Transformed into his fierce looking wolf. He gazed at us with so much rage, squeezing in his fist what looked like a piece of paper. "So it's true!" he stated, tossing the sweat drenched paper on the bed. But before Logan could read its content. Lucas ran his claws through the paper, separating words from sentences.
In a twinkle of an eye, Lucas pinned him hard on the bed. Burrowing his nails into his shoulder causing a runaway of blood to trail down Logan arms. "Lucas let him go!" I insisted. Trying to wrap the sheets on my naked body. And with his right hand Lucas flung me like a piece of paper. I landed my back hard against the door of my wardrobe. Breaking it in two.
"Why did you have to do this brother....why." " I trusted you...." Lucas then was silent, the entire room was silent. Then he continued, "If not because of THIS letter" he said pointing a finger at the torn sheet on the ground. "I would never have never known of this dirty secret affair you two have been having. Behind my back!." He continued in creating excruciating pain on his brother. Who I knew didn't want to defend himself. They were identical twins and shared equal features together. Logan was just as strong as Lucas. "I would make a feast to the anonymous sender of this letter. For revealing the devil behind the veil!" he said, turning to gaze at me.
"And you whore!" Lucas ran like the speed of light, abandoning Logan to face me. Picking me up from the ground like a bag of grains and tossing me again to the wardrobe. My ribs felt the effect of the assault. I felt slaps from different angles grace my cheeks. My wolf was annoyed and couldn't take the torture any longer. But Lucas subdued her. Squeezing life out of my body. I was already fading away when Logan came to my rescue.
Since the Alpha contest that happened a year before I was mated with Lucas. The brothers after 6 years came fist to fist again. This time it wasn't a battle for the crown. But the battle for me. Logan transformed into his own wolf and the combat began. Bodies were bruised and faces were smashed against the wall. I stood helpless not knowing what to do. But first, I need to shield my nakedness, keeping in mind, the room would be filled with Betas and maids. I picked up my robe lying on the ground and put it on.
As expected, it began with a maid, then two and soon the residents in the mansion gathered at the entrance of my room. Watching the two, vandalize the entire furniture and themselves. No one could stop the Alpha, he owned everything and certainly no one could stop Prince Logan. So we all stood in dismay. Soon Uncle Richardson showed up in his night robe. The chaos and noise obviously woke him up. "Stop this madness this instant!" he ordered angrily.
The two men paused and came to their senses. As their wolves breath heavily from the fight. "Alpha Lucas, what is going on?" uncle Richardson asked. "Don't ask me Uncle." ,"As this whore of a woman and this bastard of a brother" the audience who watched the show heaved in shock. And the side talks began. Uncle Richardson was wise enough to send each and everyone of them back to their quarters.
"What do you mean?" uncle Richardson asked further. Aiming to find clarity on the reason for the midnight chaos. "These two" he began by pointing a finger at Logan and I. "They…..have been having an affair all…..these while behind my back!" he dropped the bombshell. Uncle Richardson turned and looked at us with so much disappointment. "Anabelle…..why?" he turned to me. "Uncle, it's not what you think…..","Shut up whore!" Lucas injected me and insulted me.
"Uncle ... .trust me" I said going before him. "What I and Logan shar began after the man you made me HIS chosen mate…...declared me rejected" I replied. "Liar!" Lucas interposed. And all the while, Logan said nothing. "What are you so mad about...….brother?" he finally said something. And Lucas stared at him, puzzled. "You did it to her", "You did it to me", "Do you now…...know how it feels". Everyone else except Logan was confused as to what he meant.
"What are you talking about?" Lucas asked, confused and upset. "The past brother....The past." he replied mischievously, still keeping everyone in the dark. "oh so you don't remember?" he asked sarcastically. Laughing aloud as the rest of us stood in confusion. "Scars never heal. A wife for a fiancee" he said. But it was still unclear to us. "Remember…...when you snatched my fiancee from me. 5 years ago, before Anabelle was handpicked for you…." he stated. At that moment, everything stood still on my end.
"You were too arrogant to apologize. Too rigid, too cruel to identify your wrong" Logan stressed further. "Take this as your wage. For your sins" he concluded as they both glued deadly stares at each other. "Logan" I called out to him. And made sure he looked right into my eyes. Then I asked, "Does this mean?" " I was bait in your pond?"