The Rejected Luna Queen

NINE

Aurora's POV

Some Months Later

"Ah..."

"Take it easy, my daughter," my mother said to me, holding me by the shoulder as I shut my eyes in pain

My stomach was heavily protruding as I was already eight months gone. I

struggled to get up to do things because of the immense pain that I felt, each time I tried it but I just had to do it.

My mother wouldn't let me lie down all the time. She told me that it was very bad for a pregnant woman to do nothing. She said it would make me weak and make childbearing more difficult for me. As much as I didn't quite believe that fully, I knew that being idle wasn't the best thing for anyone to do.

We continued our walk down the garden and I felt a bit better after standing in the same spot for a few minutes. She held my hand, just to make sure that I was safe and I loved that so much.

As we walked, I recounted all that went on in the Pack. It felt too good to be true. I never imagined that we'd stay so long without any sign whatsoever of a war. I had spent so much of my life dreading an impending war that looked like it was never going to happen.

There was peace in the land and everyone went about their business very happily. Somehow, it made me a bit concerned as I imagined that we had also begun to let our guards down in the process which wasn't good at all.

But after a few months, I too resigned to the fact that no war was going to happen. Alpha Bane himself, also gave up and began to talk to me about the doubts that he had about the prophecies of the witch and I could do nothing to convince him otherwise since there was peace. If I hadn't seen some of her prophecies come true, I might have doubted her too.

"How do you feel, my child, knowing that you're about to give birth to a beautiful baby?" My mother asked, very delighted.

"I feel great. I can't wait. Although the pain that I've felt these past few days has been so much, it's all gonna be worth it. I need to hold my boy in my hands..."

"Boy?" She laughed. "I see you've already attributed a gender to the child without setting your eyes on it yet."

"Well, he kicks a lot," I explained. "I think that's more of a guy thing."

We both laughed and kept chatting. It was one of my favourite things about being

in the Pack; having a chat with my mother. It always had this soothing effect on me that nothing else could give me.

As we talked, some of the maids joined us. Anna joined us too, as we let everyone speak freely as we conversed.

All of a sudden I spotted Dylan's mother walking by and she was a shadow of herself. From the first day that I set my eyes on her, what stood out apart from her glaring eyes that seemed to bring fear into my soul was her elegant sense of dressing.

Now, all I could see was an elderly woman so shabbily dressed. I noticed a few years here and there as she kept walking toward us and I shook my head in pity.

This wasn't the woman that I used to know. Indeed, she still commanded a lot of fear in me but it was clear that something was very wrong. Her son's absence had taken a toll on her and she didn't know how to take it, nor did she know how best to react to it.

She thought that her son was dead and had been grieving him for months, refusing to eat most of the time and acting like she was insane at times. She preferred to be by herself mostly and wouldn't talk to anyone else. Sometimes, she was even spotted talking to her son, whom she supposed was dead. She was a thread away from insanity.

As we got to her, we moved to the side so that we could walk past her without any form of trouble whatsoever. My mother walked in front and I followed her behind, while the maids followed suit.noveldrama

She wasn't having any of that. She accosted us and hissed. "You evil woman," she cursed me. "Nothing good has ever come from you. Your arrival was the beginning of the problems that we currently have in this Pack. If not for you, my son would have probably been alive right now and I wouldn't have to suffer this much. You'll live the rest of your life in pain and regret!"

"I haven't done anything wrong to you," I said in my defence. I wasn't happy to hear her say all those horrible things about me and I wasn't about to let them slide without saying a word.

"Your child too," she continued. "As you didn't let me enjoy the fruit of my womb, you'll never get to enjoy yours. This child will be a source of pain to you and Alex, all the days of your life. It'll bring nothing but sorrow to you; so much that you'll curse the day that you birthed it. You'll wish that you could take back the hands of time but you can't. All you can do is live with it, knowing that you brought this to yourself. Only you!"

I shivered slightly at the hearing of those words. They were so cruel and seemed to eat deep into my being, feeling me with so much fear that I couldn't take it off my heart.

I immediately took my hands to my stomach, clutching it as I maintained eye contact with the woman. I prayed in my heart to the goddess that whatever she had said was never going to work because I was innocent of the entire allegations against me.

"TI..."

"You'll do nothing!" My mother yelled at the woman, standing right in front of her. "You'll leave my daughter alone and get the hell out of our way before I make you do that."

Dylan's mother gasped, visibly surprised. I was surprised too. I didn't know my mother could be that fierce.

"You can't speak in that manner to my daughter and your child. If you failed to make your child useful, that's on you. Leave other people's children alone, woman. Let her be!"

I thought the woman would try to put up a fight or anything of that sort. She didn't look like the type to back down from a fight so I was expectant for what was about to happen.

Surprisingly, she cowered before my mother and just stood there, while my mother took hold of my left hand and dragged me away from the garden.

I kept thinking about what just happened. I couldn't take my mind off all that the woman had said to me and the child. She sounded so serious and the more the words played in my head, the more I felt like they were going to eventually happen.

"I'm scared, mom," I said to my mother on leaving the garden. "I can't seem to forget her words."

She sighed and caressed my hair. as we abruptly stopped walking. "You see, my child, you must learn to not let the words of others affect you this much," she advised. "Don't let those words get to you. They mean nothing at all. You'll be fine, my love."

I threw myself at her and hugged her so tightly and she soon held onto me. I placed my head on her shoulder, sniffing back my tears.