Chapter Seventy Three

Book:Our Dad’s Wife is Our Mate Published:2025-2-8

Lucy’s POV
Thankfully, Shaun and Seth intervened on my behalf, making good arguments in my defence. Although they were equally shcoked by the news, they didn’t allow their emotions concerning the situation to dictate what happened afterwards. It didn’t even look to be necessary anymore because the Luna seemed to forget about me and walked over to Annabella, asking more questions about the unborn child. When did she conceive? How did she know that the father was Scott? How long had they been together? And so on and so forth.
I could see on Scott’s face that he wanted to be anywhere else but rught there with us in that room. His face was a little red-either from embarrassment or from annoyance, I couldn’t tell. I couldn’t tell what was going up with him of recent, and it was honestly getting on my nervees. I had to see him soon and understand what was actually happening. Things were moving so fast and if we didn’t do our best to actually iron this out, we might never have gotten the chance to again.
“Scott, you know what this means, yes? You’re a father now, and you have to take responsibility for this child,” said the Luna, walking up to where he sat. His arms were folded across his chest, and his eyes were narrowed. Everything on his face read ‘leave me alone’, but of course, being the triplets’ aunt meant that no matter how angry they were, or whatever they felt, she was still granted access to them.
She took one of Scott’s hands, prying ir away from his chest with a little effort. “Come on now, you shouldn’t be like this. You should be happy.” The woman was trying to cheer him up, but I didn’t look like she was making any progress with that. I almost felt bad for as I watched the exchange.
After some minutes of her trying to convince Scott to take that leap of fatherhood and accept the responsibility, his body went stiff, and he sat up straight. “I’ve gotten your point, Aunt Trudy,” he finally said, but he still didn’t look happy to be saying it. He got up to his feet and walked out of the room after that, leaving us all in a stunned silence.
Annabella got up to her feet and rushed after him, calling his name as though he was already her husband. “Please, Scott, wait.” This left just Agatha sitting on the couch.
The older woman definitely looked like she didn’t want to be there, but didn’t have a choice. I used that opportunity to send her a glare from where I sat beside Shaun. I had done nothing to her, and she had allowed herself to be used as a tool against me for absolutely no reason at all. Or maybe she had her reasons for trying to frame me for hurting Annabella. I was starting to see that not everyone was worth trying ti bring back into your life after things set you apart. She was no longer my mother’s friend, as she had claimed herself, and I was done trying to dig deep into what could have happened.
“What happened?” Shaun whispered in my ear, wrapping an arm around my waist gently. “Why were they on your case?”
A simple touch from him seemed to absorb some of my stong emotions. Craving more of his touch, I moved closer to him and leaned my head on his shoulder. His cologne washed all over me, and captured me in a wonderful scent bubble.
“I didn’t do anything, Shaun,” I said to him, burrowing closer to him as though he was a little cove for me to safely hide in. Briefly, I thought about how in the beginning we had disliked each other so much that we couldn’t stay in each other’s presences. When he would call me names and try to taunt me. At that time, we didn’t know just how much we were going to feel towards one another, and how our lives were going to change because of the revelation. “I didn’t do anything,” I said again, too tired to speak further.
Shaun seemed to understand this, because he merely rubbed my lower back as we sat there together. After a few more minutes, it was obvious that the thing which had brought us to the Luna’s office was over, and we had no reason to have been seated in the main hall where she sat. We got up and prepared to leave. Shaun said something brief to the Luna, which I believed was a minor pleasantry so that we could leave her presence without appearing disrespectful.

By the time we got back to our room, it was clearly dark outside. And with the night, came the accompanying anxiety that I had been feeling since that attack. I went to the window of the room, and stared out into the distance, watching for something, anything.
Shaun came up behind me and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. “A penny for your thoughts?” Over my neck, his lips went, stirring up a warm trail of desire. I wanted nothing more but to give in to him, but I wasn’t quite ready yet. At least until I got the suffocating weight off my chest.
“I’m just so tired, Shaun. Since we came here, it’s been one trouble to another, and more often than not, these troubles often find me at the center. If it’s not about my history as a slave, someone is questioning our relationship, just one thing or the other. It’s so tiring.” I curled my hands into fists and pressed them against my thighs, breathing as deeply as I could so that every instinct within me to cry would get silenced.
Shaun gently turned me around to face him, and after, he brushed away hair from my face and tucked the stubborn strands behind my ears. “I’m so sorry, my love. I didn’t know how difficult things are for you. I’ll talk to Aunt Trudy-”
“No, that won’t be necessary at all. I’m done trying to prove to anyone that . . . That we’re together because it’s written in our fate, and not because of some mere whim.” I cupped his handsome face in my hands, and realised just how much I had missed him the past couple of days where he had been working and investigating the attacks. Coupled with the desire growing inside of me, was also the knowledge that I needed something to take my attention away from everything that had happened that day, and what better way was there than to spend a little quality time with my chosen mate?
Shaun seemed to understand where I was going with my words, because then his hands went over my body in a flurry. In seconds, I stood before him in nothing but ny undergarments. Before he could make more advances, I quickly turned back to the window we stood by and closed the curtains, shielding us from any unknown sightseer.
“Lucy, what people say don’t matter at all. What matters, is the truth that we both know.” He leaned in and gently kissed me on the mouth, his teeth grazing my lower lip like he was a little afraid to kiss me fully. I could sense his immense desire, but spending so much time apart had made things a little different. Different in the sense that now, it was almost as though we wanted to make love for the first time.
I agreed with his words. In the end, it didn’t matter because our situation was always going to appear odd to people who didn’t understand the series of events that brought Shaun and I together.
I helped him take off his own clothes as well, but unlike him, I didn’t stop at his undergarments. I wanted him completely bare for my eyes to feast upon. I pulled down his undershorts, baring all of him to my gaze. His breathing had turned shallow and quick, and the corded muscles of his body had gone painfully taut.
When he stepped out of everything clothing him, I caught his gaze directly, not caring that he stood and I was on my knees.
“Lucy . . .” he groaned, trying to pull me up, but I resisted.
“I want to do this,” I said to him. “I want . . . to taste you.” My cheeks heated up at my own brazen declaration, but I didn’t allow timidity to set in. I closed my hand around his member, which had already started throbbing even though we had barely started anything.
I played with him a little, using my fingers to stimulate and drive him stark mad until his member twitched in my hand, and indication of what was to come soon. He threw his head back with a groan, and I could tell that he was really struggling to keep his hands to himself. A little white string of sticky, clear fluid seeped out of him, coating my palm as I stroked him. Pleased by the reaction, I doubled the speed of my work.
He cursed underneath his breath, and I knew that soon, he was going to come apart in my hand, just like I had in his so many times prior. I straightened my posture, bringing my breasts closer to his thighs. A dampness had already formed between my legs, and it took all the strength I had to not slip my hands there to alleviate the sensations taking over my body.
Shaun cursed again, twitching and throbbing more violently, and I knew that he was about to reach his limit, so I leaned in and finally took him completely, tasting him at last as he came apart.
As he came down from his high, I got up to my feet and finally allowed him to lead me to the bed.
“It’s my turn now, sweetheart,” he whispered to me, spreading my legs apart. His long, strong fingers slipped within my already slick folds, moving back and forth and rubbing against my knob until I released a flood of sticky nectar.
“Shit,” he groaned, pulling me closer, “I’m not patient like you are.” His member was already engorged once again, ready for another round. In one smooth movement he slipped inside me, and I arched my back in response to accommodate him.
Once he reached the point of no return, his fingers went into the flesh of my waist, pressing me to him in a way that effectively communicated his immense desire. Our flesh slapped together as we moved, and the sounds of our combined moaning filled the room as we gave in to our desires.

Scott and Annabella’s wedding took place days after, and even though we were expected to celebrate and congratulate them both, I still couldn’t get over the fact that something about their union still didn’t feel right to me. So once the ceremony to bind them as mates and spouses finished, I immediately went to find Scott.
It was then that I found out that what I had seen, had been completely different on Scott’s part.
He could barely even remember how Annabella had ended up in his bed the morning after I had seen them together. The pain and bitterness in his voice as he recounted his experience shook me to my core, but it was as clear as day that he had been taken advantage of.