Kayla
I took in sharp breaths as a familiar pain with a flush of anger found me when Emily came barging into our chamber in the middle of the night. Well, she didn’t exactly barge in but knocked a few times waking us up from sleep. Asher immediately stood up from the bed, his eyes locked with mine briefly before pulling his gaze away. He rushed to the door, opened it, and stepped outside, closing the door quietly behind him. It sent a jolt of pain in my chest, and I felt an instant sadness envelope my heart just at the thought of another woman in his arms.
I began having a bad feeling about this already. I felt my insides churn with rage and a little hurt. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that Asher would rather run to the rescue of his ex-wife than stay with me. I shut my eyes, rubbing my palm against my face.
Pain and fear quickly engulfed me, swallowing me whole. My heart hammered loudly against my chest as my brain tried to catch up with the endless emotions attacking me all at once. I couldn’t pry the hurt away from my eyes.
This was surely going to be a long and agonizing night, I could just feel it within me. I gripped the sheets hard as pain, anger, and jealousy began to infuse with my blood. I could feel the tumult within me, and I knew just then that everything was about to get much worse.
The small spark of jealousy was now roaring like an inferno as I stared at the closed door. I had no idea what the hell was going on but I tried hard to ignore the feeling of jealousy trying to take control of me. I sighed in my frustration and rubbed my palms against each other.
The restlessness within me only increased with each fucking second that ticked by.
I tried not to be bothered that they were both out there talking but I couldn’t deny wanting to know what they were talking about out there. My heartbeat was spiking up and a certain fear crippled my insides as I gently climbed out of the bed and tiptoed my way to the door. I should be able to hear them clearly from here.
“Is there a problem Emily, why are you still awake by this time? It’s midnight already. Do you need something?” Asher questioned
“Why won’t there be a problem when you decide to leave me and share the same bed with her? Have you ever considered my feelings? Do you know how it feels to have your mate spend every awakening moment with another woman? It hurts me, Asher. It hurts me when you spend time alone with Kayla. Please stop whatever thing you are doing with her, I am here now. My arms should be your safe space and not hers.” her soft, gentle voice tried to keep evident as she made sure to put pressure on that last word “Not hers”
My eyes rounded from their cage, I felt my legs go weak, but I held on to the walls as her words hit me hard on the chest. My forehead creased as I tried to digest her words. Did she just ask Asher to throw me out of our chamber? Imagine the temerity. I wanted to rip her throat in half and shred her body to pieces. Asher was mine and no bloody motherfucker would take him away from me. I felt so possessive about Asher that I was struggling so hard not to pull the door open and drag him away from her. I don’t think I can handle him being with someone else.
My hand clenched hard on the doorknob in my grip. I groaned internally, placing my other hand against my raging chest in a bid to stay calm. But something doesn’t make sense to me. Why wasn’t Asher saying anything? Was he actually willing to do as she asked of him? Could he actually be considering her words?
Couldn’t he even do the barest minimum of saying something in my defense?
Pain enveloped my heart. Somehow, I felt anguish. I knew she was his wife and mate but I expected more from him, after the way he treated me a few hours ago. I felt things were different between us like he wanted me as much as I did but it looked like I was the only one with a beautiful love story in my mind.
Little by little, the pain I felt morphed into rage. I felt absolute anger spreading through my body. It felt like my blood was beginning to boil at an extreme rate.
My rage and frustration stemmed from the harsh and bitter reality that Emily would always be the one he needed and the woman engraved in his heart. I felt my eyes sting with tears, but I fought it hard.
Why was I expecting anything different from him? He had never for once hidden his true feelings for her, she was the woman he loved and needed in his life. I meant absolutely nothing to him. I felt my anger fusing with my soul and I couldn’t control it.
It was obvious that he couldn’t possibly deny her this one request. He loved and worshiped the ground that she walked on and he would do anything and everything to make her happy.
I wasn’t sure that I could stay and witness and endure the pain of the man I was deeply in love with, adoring another woman. It would be too much on me, my fragile heart could not take it. There was only so much I could take, I shut my eyes in a poor attempt to quell whatever pain and rage that was fighting for dominance within me, and when I opened my eyes I finally made my decision.
It was better to leave than stay here with the pain, frustration, and rage that threatened to kill me.