Chapter thirty-nine( Can't seem to endure anymore)

Mira's Pov:

Sloping my hands I tried standing up, I tried lifting myself from the ground but the pain was too much that I couldn't make it up. I don't think I can endure this for long, Nicholas is a demon and I fear what Derrick will transform into when he finds out about the truth. The mere thought of that has my bone grating and my stomach rumbling. My whole body aches as I notice a severe pain shooting through my ribs to the target place that Nicholas had me kicked, I felt dreadful and horrible. Nicholas is a demon, a brutal monster that cares nothing about other people's feelings. I have to reject him before he strikes with his disastrous plan, I need to detach myself from him. Not only him but with his brother too but first I have to reject Nicholas, I have to reject him and this mate bond even being his Luna. I need to distance myself from this family and anything that has to do with them.

"Haa…..!!" Using my last strength, I forced myself out of the floor. Lurching and shuddering, placing my hand on the wall I used them for support to reach my end. With wobbly legs, I proceeded with my plan of meeting Nicholas and rejecting him. I feared removing my hands from the brick walls to prevent losing my balance and falling to the floor. All the bones in my body pang me, so I needed to be careful to avoid making it worse.

Gritting my teeth in pain, I proceeded with my walk. I wanted to walk faster to avoid colliding or bumping into anyone in this hallway but the pain within me wasn't helping the matter. Trying to take one step faster causes my whole body to ache, my body burns in severe pain, and my bones feel like they have been ripped out of my flesh. I felt like I was in hell, it wasn't easy and I don't know how long I am going to withstand this torture. My only mistake is turning 18th years old. My only mistake in life is celebrating my 18th birthday for when I haven't turned 18th was a pleasant memory though I didn't do much then. It was the best memory of my life but the day I turned 18th was the day my misery in life began. My fate turned in a different direction, a very destructive path.

I was left all alone in this terrifying world with only my wolf, waking up every day frightening me because I knew it was another day of anguish and bitter pain. My life hasn't been the same since I turned 18th, I thought finding my mate was going to be the happiest thing in my life but it turned out to be the worst thing that has ever happened to me. It turns out to be my worst nightmare, an agony. Every other she- Wolves feel complete and delighted in finding their mate but mine was a different case, I was not only tied down into a loveless marriage by my demon mate but I was also mated to his twin brother. My life scares me and I know the continuous passing through this torment, torture, physical, and emotional abuse daily will lead me to my early grave. My heart twists and hurts each passing day and minute, after my birthday I haven't inhaled anything like happiness in my life. I forced myself to fight back the tears threatening to escape from my eyes, my eyes are reddish due to my constant sobbing.

Reaching the black giant door, with a throbbing heart I stared at the door that leads to the room of my demon mate. My subconscious was screaming at me to turn around and run away, my heart was beating so fast that I was scared that it would fall out of my body. This was the room where I was humiliated, this is the room where my mate banged different she-wolves. My heart wrenched as I thought of him and other girls having sex, where he always gives them cool and mindblowing sex but the first time he touched me, he ended up raping me. He took me out of my own free will, he rough handled me like I was a piece of trash. Though I wasn't pretty or had a killer body, I always wished that my mate would cherish and adore me. A sob escaped my throat as the events of the previous day flooded my head on how he assaulted and tossed me away like a piece of trash, he pushed me away like a scrap. My presence and existence disgust him, and I turned to be his punching bag.

Raising my hands to knock, my hands felt heavy or even to move. Sliding down, I squatted as I placed my hands on my knees and let out all my frustration, the pains that I couldn't endure anymore, the emotions that I couldn't seem to have control over. The unweaving pain that always seems to stare me in the face, my world felt like they were spinning, I wanted to run into my bed and covered myself with the duvet as I weep my eyes out but my whole body aches for me to stand up, my body seems like they were in control of themselves because no matter how much I screamed and yelled for it to move it couldn't dare to move or even turn.

I felt numb and weak, and couldn't endure the pain of squatting again. I sat on the floor, I didn't know what I was doing or how I looked. All that I knew was that I wasn't looking appealing at this moment.

"I have never looked appealing, moron," I sadly mocked myself.

My eyes felt dry, and tears had withheld coming out. My eyes are reddish and look dull, it looks lifeless as I rest my head on his door thinking of my existence.

"Why did the moon goddess choose this path for me? Why is my fate different? With a sore throat, I painfully murmured.

Heaven is still in pain, who could be happy when her mate doesn't want them? Other mated she-wolves are happy even the chosen ones but here I am not feeling that atom of peace or happiness. Why me….!!? My heart is fucking heavy that I don't know how long I can continue to push through this all alone. This is the worst wish anybody would make in life, this is not life but a pit of hell. This is a deeper part of the hell where the fire doesn't seem to stop. The fire burns me every single second, minute, day, week, and month. Which I am sure might lead to years if care is not taken.

" I might be dead before it reaches years because I can't see myself surviving this if it continues……..