Taking his advice to heart, I hoped to encounter Aiden around the infirmary during my three days of rest. Yet, I was left heartbroken when I discovered that my dear mate was away on leave with his healer assistant, Lauren.
The moment the pack healer permitted me to resume my duties after three days of rest, I determined to concentrate solely on my work, pushing thoughts of Aiden aside. I had reconciled myself to my fate as a servant, an Omega who was never meant to be cherished.
When the head servant caught sight of me in the pack mansion, she announced, “With your long absence, you’re now burdened with every task. This is Alpha Argon’s decree.”
Despite my desire to explain my situation, the head servant would not hear me out and demanded I throw myself into my duties, all while I struggled to cope with the aftermath of my miscarriage.
As I toiled away all day, my mate, concerned about my absence from our home, reached out through the mind link. “Are you still upset with me? Why aren’t you home yet?”
Despite the warmth of his words, I opted for deception, telling him my tasks had become overwhelming, and I was too exhausted to argue with a pack healer who thrived on lies.
Once again, he pledged to fetch me that night, ensuring my safe passage home. I opted not to dispute his promise, choosing instead to immerse myself in my duties.
Little did Aiden know, once I finished my duties, I embraced my inner wolf and ventured home, feeling braver facing the wandering rogues than enduring the disappointment of waiting for him.
Upon arriving home, I was greeted by silence. Then, unexpectedly, a furious mind link broke the stillness, “I’m at the pack mansion, and you’re missing. Where are you?”
“I apologize, Aiden. I lost track of time. I’m already home,” I replied, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.
When my mate asked what was wrong, I explained the heartbreak of my miscarriage.
He had been swamped with warrior patients, terrified that Alpha Argon would reprimand him for neglecting his duties.
Yet, at that moment, I lay alone in the infirmary while he was nowhere to be found.
There were no injured warriors, nor had there been any rogue ambushes. It was all just a fabrication of his lies.
I allowed him to grasp that his repeated assurances to fetch me were nothing but empty words, always followed by last-minute changes of heart.