The Forbidden Alphas Mate

Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable

Tao Yaoyao

My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.

Modern Parenting Ex-wife Drama

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Aurora's p.o.v

"Oh my God. Is that her? How shameless" I heard a student speak behind my back as I set foot into the grand hall. An open field for our ceremony.

"I know right. Such a shameless human thinking she could blend with wolf's. Pathetic!" Another replied giggling. I ignored their hateful comments and kept walking in but they were still staring at me. They all are. Those eyes that held nothing but hatred and loathe. I didn't choose to be the way I am. So why were they judging me?

"Ugh, such an ugly clothes. Where did she get it? From the dumpster" a guy said and Chuckled, alongside his fellow. My gaze shifted from the podium where the presenters will announce the graduates, to the boys. They had a sinister look on their faces. I scowled at them but couldn't find a voice to defend myself.

"Oh, look at that face. What are you going to do huh, Rory?" He asked with a smirk.

Nothing. Just nothing. My gaze lowered and I felt a gentle hand on my shoulders.

"Don't listen to them. You're beautiful, your clothes look amazing" Remi said beside me. I glanced at her and she gave me a weak smile before gesturing to an empty seat.

"They're saying the truth" I muttered under my breath, trying to hold the tears from falling. "I will never be a true wolf. I don't even have a wolf"

I felt Remi's face saddened and she retreated her hands.

Four years, four years and it'll be all over soon. I'll go back to my mom. And leave this hell of a college.

I am a human schooling in an all Werewolf's College. Wonder why I'm here?

Well, this is how it all began.

Flashback- four years ago, 18 years old Rory.

"Mom. I finally got the admission" I squealed in my room which echoed throughout our tiny apartment.

I dashed from my room to the kitchen where my mom was making Dinner.

"You did? That's great news" Mom said, turning from the pot she was stirring. She turned to me, her eyes didn't seem pleasing but she was happy.

"Yeah. I did. I finally made it. I'm going to Brooklyn university. The whole world will soon witness the greatest doctor" I said while running up to her and gave her the biggest hug. I was a lot bigger than her at eighteen years old. And I'm not talking about just height, but body size too.

When I was two years old, I was taller than most kids my age, and I have a very unique feature that made people run from me. I had crimson red eyes. My parents had blue eyes, with black hair colour and a fairer skin, while I have tan skin and curly brown hair. I was bullied for having such an odd eye colour and being a child giant while growing up but it never stopped me from having fun.

I pulled away from the hug and stared at my mom but she averted them. It was as if her eyes were trying to tell me something.

'Aren't you a happy mom?' I asked in a low whisper and she turned to me.

"I am happy. Why wouldn't I be? Your father will be the happiest if you ask me" she said as her face formed a small smile.

"Yeah. He would. I told him, I will be the best doctor in no time. Didn't I?" I asked in enthusiasm. Mom let out a small chuckle before turning to the kitchen.

"Aunty Lucy will be here in a minute. We have something important to discuss. But let's have a meal first shall we?" Mom's voice sounded serious but I was too ecstatic to care.

I dash back to my room to inform My best friend, Sadie, about my admission.

Immediately I got to the room, I searched for my phone then picked it to dial her number.

"Hello, what's up?" Sadie said immediately she picked up the phone.

"Guess what?" I asked anticipatedly while pacing up and down.

"What? You know I'm not good at guessing. Just tell me" Sadie replied.

"Ugh. Okay. I just checked and I found my name!" I squealed but she went quiet.

"What are you talking about Rory?" She asked, confused. Guess I'm Too excited that I left out the details.

I finally calmed down after Jumping and rolled my eyes "I got into the school dummy" I replied and I heard her squeal

"You did? Oh I'm so happy for you. I'll let the gang know about this and we'll have a night together" she informed, still ecstatic.

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