The Alpha s Chance At Love

Letitia's POV

I am going to get bad news today.

I knew and felt it. It was like a tickle in my throat - if there is anything like that. Once it started, it alerted me to something which would happen in the nearest future. In this case, it alerted me to the abomination which was unfolding right in front of me.

My wolf growled inside of me - that was what gave us away. If not, I was sure they would have continued completely oblivious to the other presence in the room. Four pair of eyes stared up at me with startled expression.

My sister - stepsister - Tasha pulled the duvet over her chest but what was there to hide? The shame? The embarrassment of sleeping with your sister's husband right on their bed? I was not upset. In fact, I was okay. But I still could not stop the tears that rolled down my cheek or the ache in my chest.

My wolf made a low whining sound. But that was the best we could do.

The worse was to turn around and leave. Pretend that I did not see anything and hope that maybe there was still a chance the man who loved me three years ago was still there somewhere but that was just another excuse I gave myself.

Although I told myself that I was okay, I was not. Raymond was not just the Alpha of our pack, he was my fated mate and I was his. Bonded with the moon as our witness and blessed by the goddess. But I had expected this for so long. In fact, I had seen it coming - even though I did not expect that it would be with my own sister - all the signs had been there.

We had begun drifting apart - albeit slowly - three years ago and in those three years, Raymond never looked at me as though I was a woman - his fated at that - except for the time when he had come home drunk and that was about one year ago.

Raymond's face had gone from shocked to 'I don't give a damn about what you think you saw' so when I stepped out he did not bother to run after me. To try to explain at least that maybe what I thought I saw was wrong. To make excuses for his actions and drill me with lies.

He did not care.

He had not cared for the past three years.

I staggered out of the room. I had a feeling that this time there was no going back. This time, it was over and there was nothing I could do about it but grovel and cry because there was no way I could live without Raymond.

My room was not as comforting as I had hoped it would be. It still smelt like him even when the last time he stepped foot in here was three years ago. Everything I looked at was a memory of what we used to be.

I wanted to scream.

My wolf wanted to tear down every tree in the forest and howl out her anger and frustration but I had to hold myself back.

"What are you doing?"

I looked up, startled as I heard the voice to find Raymond staring down at me. His lips were drawn apart and he looked more angry that I had found him and my sister than he was sorry.