Next Two Years
Sabrina's POV
I didn't think it through. Actually, I wasn't thinking at all. I just woke up early, headed straight to wherever the hell I thought I was going so I could get my kids ready for school. Of course until it hit me, and I rubbed my eyes properly.
I was inside my kid's room, but it was in a different house, akin to a mansion. Soon my brain rebooted, the memories hitting me so violently it hurt.
I walked out and saw Theresa about to enter.
“Good morning, Luna Sabrina.” She greeted me with a warm smile.
“Good morning, Theresa. Do you know where Ellie and Ethan are?” I asked, smiling right back.
“We prepared them and took them to school. The alpha said he would like you to discuss a few things with him at the dining table after you freshen up.”
Yes, I definitely imagined the rudeness. Theresa was all sunshine and sweet, kind too.
“Alright, let me go back to my room to do just that. Thank you for taking my kids to school.”
“The alpha did. He woke up really early and took them.”
“Are you serious? He drove them personally?” My eyes widened in shock. Why would he do that?”
“Yes ma'am. I promise the alpha isn't the bad man you think him to be, he's just been through so much. I'm so happy you're our Luna and you'll get to know him better.”
“You're very kind. I'll be on my way now.” I flashed her another smile and headed straight to my room, thinking of the million reasons why he would do that and the million ways I'll tell him never to do it again. I even have a shift, so I guess I should prepare for that instead of breakfast, but I'll stay for it.
I didn't take time. I saw a glass of a drink in my room. I guess I must've missed it when I got up earlier but still, I didn't touch it. I just headed straight down with my bag so I can go to work after the discussion.
I met with some of my old things so I guess my alpha husband decided that it was okay to go through my stuff and throw out the things he wasn't comfortable with, all without my permission.
I told myself that nothing he does will ever shock me, so I let myself believe it and chose not to care so I wouldn't bawl.
I just went out to meet him, wearing a blue dress and sandals. I looked just like a mom and I loved it.
He was already seated, in a full suit piece, looking annoyingly and disgustingly dashing. He took me in momentarily before I took a seat. I guess he approved of my outfit, since he got it obviously. A part of me wondered what would've happened if he didn't like it. Would he have ordered me to change?
I brushed off the thought.
Breakfast was a feast and there was definitely more food on the table at once than the meals I've been eating with my kids for a week combined. Who the hell eats all of this, and is this how he'll waste these meals when nobody eats them?
I was beginning to get pissed off, and I literally just woke up.
“Morning, wife. Won't you greet your husband?” He said, bringing me out of my reverie.
I took a deep breath, feeling suffocated for some reason. Guards were everywhere.
“Good morning, Kyle. Thank you for taking my kids to school but please, no more. It's my job, okay?” He might think I'm ungrateful and unappreciative but maybe he should've asked me first before taking my kids to school.
After what happened yesterday, they are completely off limits and anything he wants should go through me. I refuse to let my kids know they have such a shitty father and I refuse to let him know they were his.
It's already annoying that he's so controlling, what will happen when he knows they are his? I don't want to find out, so the fake care has to stop.
His face scrunched up a bit like he was irritated.
“You don't have to attack me first thing in the morning, especially after my good deeds that you're not grateful for. Anyway, I have something to discuss with you about your kids.”
My heart skipped a beat. What?
What did he know? I examined his face for any hints as my heart thumped. Did he finally know they were his? My hands began to get sweaty for no reason.
“What discussion?” I managed to ask without losing my voice, but I knew it wouldn't last long and if he didn't speak any faster I would die of anxiety.
“I want to change your kids' school. Technically, they are now my kids and I don't hate the idea. So I want to move them to a better school. And you, you're not going back to that job. You'll become my stay at home wife and you'll get ready for the event the pack is celebrating soon, The Luna eclipse masquerade.”
“Excuse me?” I swear, there's no way I heard him correctly. There's just no way. Just when I thought we were at least going to be good friends. I guess now it's clear that he's my ex husband's rival for a reason and I get it. He's going to make me uncomfortable and ruin my life, and I'll let him for the next two years.
“I'm sure you heard me loud and clear. Let me take care of you and stop being difficult, Sabrina.”
“No. You're not taking care of me, you're taking everything I have and love.”
As I stared at him, it was hard to believe that he was the same man that came to apologize to me for misbehavior last night, and now he's doing the exact same thing. I never asked for any of this so what gave him the right when none of this is real?
“Do you have any hobbies? You can do them here. I'll provide you with everything you want, just stay put here. I promise not to hurt you. I just want to help.”
Help? Maybe he had no idea what the word meant because he was handling it poorly.
“You're clearly not asking. You're simply telling me and this is why I'll forever hate you. I got dressed to go to work and I'll assume you've already done something to ruin that and make me jobless, haven't you?”
He pursed his lips. Yup, I was right.
“Yeah, I thought so. Well, I promised to listen and be calm so do whatever you want. Sure, change their school. Lock me up in your big castle. Do whatever you want.”
I've given up and I've embraced sinking into the darkness he created.
Nothing will shock me again, and I've made sure of that. I tossed my bag on the seat next to me and dug into my meal, ignoring every way Kyle tried to use to talk to me like we were cool. It's just two years. I'll deal with this and leave.
I'll be thirty, and I hope the moon goddess will spare me for once.