Lost Feelings For My Mate

Hana's POV

When the reckless truck rammed into my body in the middle of a busy road, I knew exactly what to expect. Death. Not just for myself, but for my unborn child as well. I was four months into the pregnancy; things weren't going well in any aspect of my personal life. The humans, all gathered around me and watched me twitch in pain. One amongst them was a scent I've grown so familiar with. A man in a tuxedo covered the eyes of a female and said, "Don't look. Not worth it. We're getting late for the pack meeting."

That was the moment I realized the voice and the scent belonged to my mate, Jordan Kunnis, Heir to the Darkglow pack. The other familiar scent that made my dying senses itch was Jane's. Jane, the omega assistant working directly under the supervision of my mate.

My summer dress was coated in blood, and my back was dislocated. Most traumatizing of all, I could still feel the liquid and chunks of clots rush out from between my legs. I knew I was miscarrying. In the middle of the road. In front of everyone.

Thankfully, a doctor was on the highway, and he immediately appointed me to the hospital. Realizing right away that I wasn't his species, he pulled some strings and got contacts. The healers and an elder of the Darkglow pack quickly came to analyze my situation.

"The Young Luna almost escaped death!?" The elder of our pack yelled at the innocent healers and the doctor.

"Sir. We understand your concern. She's an important figure in your pack - she's a beta. And thank god or goddess that's she's a beta. I bet she will heal from the injury and not end up paralyzed." I was conscious as I heard the doctor.

"What other injuries does she have?" The elder inquired.

"Apart from the stitches and dislocation, she was pre—" Suddenly, my consciousness grew rigid as I held the doctor's hand tight. He understood almost immediately. Looking back, I can never thank him enough.

"She will heal quicker. That's all." Saying, the doctor and healers came to a joint agreement to keep me in the ward for not more than two days.

Upon returning to the emptiness of my home, in the suburbs of a human city and away from our pack, I looked at the hallway lit up with a single room door ajar at the end. The source of light is from his office. Essentially, Jordan is my boss and I'm his beta. But guess what? I'm not even his assistant because he thinks 'I should work WITH him and not FOR him.'

That was said three months ago on a Wednesday evening when we were discussing about work stuff. When was the last time we ever talked about us...? I don't even remember. Well, that day, a new omega applied to be his personal assistant. She came all the way from the other side of the country to another pack to take the position.

And the funny thing was, Jordan hired her within the first round of interviews.

Back to the scenario, giggles filled the air. The voice of a male and female exiting the office room in our mansion alerts me. I could smell their scent in the hallway as I passed through to get to the staircase. Just as my luck is served cold on a broken plate, I bumped into Jordan's side as I tried climbing up. He watched me stumble back and almost fall disgracefully on the stairs while he did nothing!

"Sorry. I didn't know you were home." He said nonchalantly. All his happiness vanished into thin air when he saw me.

"I just came back," I said briefly. A few moments passed, and I wanted to do nothing but pass out on the bed. Before I wanted to do that, I remembered the two sets of documents I had with me during the fateful accident. One of them was my pregnancy scan and reports. And the other was a contract I've signed, discreetly.

"Where the hell were you?" Jordan walked straight into my room, teeming with unreasonable anger. I cocked my eyebrow up, turning back around and ignoring him.

"I asked you something," He strode towards me and pulled me by my weak arm! The wounds were still healing, and his force ripped the bandage right off! The friction elicited a screech from me and I pushed him away in defence.

"Shit— I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, but I only growled in response.

"I was in the hospital, obviously," I said as if it were a matter of fact. The accident could have killed a human or at least paralyzed them for life - as the doctor said. But I'm a lucky beta...who was given life to endure more shit from my mate.

"Yeah, and you recovered so soon?" I looked at him, flabbergasted and dumbstruck, both. Does he call himself an alpha anymore? I don't think he should because his common sense has gone down the drain.

"Stop talking to me," I growl again.

"Babe. Is it because I didn't visit you at the hospital while you were healing? I know you're a strong girl. Besides, I was caught up with work. You know that obviously." He says in his soft voice. It's been months since I've heard this voice from him.

"Of course not," I replied monotonously. However, something fell into my glance as I picked up the pack of condoms from our shared closet.

We don't use condoms. At all. I use birth control pills.

I held the pink and black box in my hand and turned around. Jordan's face grew pale quicker than me losing my temper. He snatched the box and simply said,

"Not ours."

Well. Why is it in our home, in our closet then genius?

Not bothering about it, I claimed to go to sleep. And yes, we have separate rooms for work purposes.

"I'll need to attend a pack meeting again." I heard him.

"At ten in the fucking night?" I asked, letting concern slip out.

"Yes. I'll be back in the morning. It's at a hotel."

Wow. He wasn't even being discreet about it. Guess who else was at this hotel? His sweet little omega assistant, Jane Herbert.