Aurora
"Zuriel.. I- I have a child in me," I whimper, the words feeling like bile beneath my throat.
Zuriel looks at me, his nose wrinkled with likely disgust. His eyes harden as he looks down at me like I'm a bag of trash.
"I'm sure I used that condom correctly. How did this happen?" He snorts, cradling Alisha even closer to his chest till the space between them is practically nonexistent
His words slap me right in the face, their cold, rough hands strangling me till I accept the truth.
"Are you sure it's his? We don't want another wolfless child prying about in this pack," Alisha hisses, a cruel smirk smug on her face.
"Zuriel please.. it's yours.. and I.. I.." I struggle to force the words out of my mouth, "I want to raise the baby with you."
Zuriel throws his head back, laughing up to the ceiling— long, hard, bitter and cruel.
"Listen you stink ass whore. I'm not accepting that thing within you. I only married you to save your father the embarrassment of letting him keep a wolfless thing with him. I don't want another wolfless thing close to me either."
Alisha snickers, "Look at her. She's so shameless."
I swallow hard, the hot tears tugging at my eyelids.
"Zuriel. Please just father this child. I don't want him to be fatherless. I don't mind doing whatever you want me to do, but please..." I sob, drawing in snot nosily.
Alisha gags, covering her face with her hands, "You're so disgusting, ugh!"
"It's either you kill that thing, or you kill yourself."
My eyes pop out of my head at his words. What the actual hell?
"You should kill yourself instead. Ugh, don't kill the poor thing still struggling to grow inside you," Alisha waves around her nose.
Rage bubbles up in me at her words. This is the actual whore, who goes about on all fours for every dick she sees, and she's probably stuck to Zuriel because he's an upcoming businessman who has already begun to find fame.
And she dares call me shameless.
"I politely ask you to stop using degrading words on me, Miss Alisha."
Alisha eyes me in annoyance, "Excuse me? What do you even think you are?" She stands up advancing towards me, "You think you're some kind of heroine in a movie," She raises her hand to hit me, but I catch it in time, and twist it the opposite way.
Much to my satisfaction, she lets out a satisfying yelp of pain.
Tears won't stop pouring out of my eyes at this point, so I decide to vent out all my frustration on her. I lunge at her, pulling hard at her hair, scratching her face as well.
"Zuriel help!" She screams like a dying cockroach.
Zuriel rushes towards us, and tries to pull her away, "Let go of her you witch!" He tries breaking us apart, but my grip is stronger than her frailing vagina.
"You evil woman, you have absolutely turned my husband against me!" I keep pulling at her fake hair.
All I can see is red. Nothing else. I just want to kill this witch who thinks she's some kind of hotshot Before I know what's happening, Zuriel whips out a revolver, pointing it at my face.
I gasp in shock, immediately letting go of Alisha.
"Raise your fucking hands above your head!" He screams at me.
I raise my now shaky hands above my head, my heart pounding in shock. My tears seem surprised at his behavior also, because they stop rushing out, and just dry on my cheeks.
Zuriel is never a violent person. What happened?
"What do you think you are, bitch? An entitled omega who doesn't even have at least a weak wolf," he spits in disgust, still pointing the gun at my face.
"I'm a grown man. I know what I want, and you are certainly not one of my wants," a cold smirk spreads across his face.
His smirk is unsettling, unkind, the kind that stirs up something reviling in me.
"I Zuriel Grimhollow am done with you. We're done."
Those words land on my head, crashing the little thread of hope I held onto so tightly.
My hands instinctively drop at their sides. The weight of his words is still pressing on me till my chest is literally squeezing. I blink in sheer surprise at his words.
He didn't actually mean that, did he?
"You- you're rejecting me for her?" I gawk at him.
"I already told you. I never liked you!"
Waves of anguish crash against my head, a searing pain hits me in the chest, knocking me numb. My knees weaken as I sink slowly to the ground.
A small smirk curls up at the corner of my lips, "You're.. you're just stupid.." something in me snaps like a feral beast that has been set out of its cage.
"You're one blind fool Zuriel, a horny no one who has never accomplished anything, that's why you're stagnant..."
"Watch your mouth young woman," he warns.
"You're shameless, Zuriel. I stayed with you at your lowest times, I was with you for fucking six years! Now this hopeless whore who has probably slept with everything that has a dick comes along, and you forget who helped pick you up from the–"
A blinding slap cuts me short, sending me spiraling on the ground. My eyes go dizzy, and my head begins to throb painfully.
"Don't you dare say another word against Alisha, don't even think of it!" Another punch lands at the back of my shoulders, pressing me further into the ground.
"Get the papers, Alisha. Now."
Nothing makes sense. Nothing makes sense at all.
A soft something lands on my head.
"I have already signed them. You better sign them, and return to being called Ashfang."
The tears return in torrents, but this time I don't sob. No sound escapes my lips.
"Here's a pen bitch," Alisha yanks me up by the hair, and makes me sit upright, shoving the pen into my hand.
I stare at the divorce papers, a small burning sensation igniting at the base of my stomach.
Without hesitation, I sign the papers.
Getting to my feet, I look at him, "Mark my words, Zuriel. I will come back here, and will make you pay," my voice is hoarse from all that crying, but I don't care.
Zuriel and Alisha burst out laughing at me, "Oh you poor thing," Alisha shakes her head, "What will you do?"
I laugh bitterly, wiping the useless tears off my face.
"Give me three years," I turn on my heels to the front door, "Three years. I will come back, and make you regret the day you said these words."