Why My Mate Cries
Chapter 67

ALIYAH’S POV

Everyone who was fed up with darkness and cruelty would replace a way to escape. I’ve done that before. My unwanted past pushed me to run away from my own family, and I decided to face my death outside the boarders.

I could feel that my wolf wanted me to do the same thing right now; to escape the hell of a house I was serving again and pray to the Moon Goddess that I’d be able to come back to the Jewel Pack territory in a complete state.

Yes, it’s easier said than done. The question was, could I possibly do it right now? My life was different now that I was pregnant. As much as I wanted to flee and return to where I truly belonged, I was afraid Samarra and Shawn would make things worse for my baby.

The next day, Samarra was so happy regarding the great news that Shawn announced in the house. He was able to convince the council to support his decision to marry Samarra. The unification would be held two weeks from now, and right after that, Samarra would become the Luna of the Silver Moon pack. Even my father was happy about the outcome of Shawn’s conversation with the council. I was the only one who found the situation strange at this point.

I am not against a witch becoming a Luna for a pack. However, it made a lot of difference knowing that it was Samarra. If I hadn’t known how wicked she was, I might have congratulated her. I still could not believe that the council agreed on this, and right now I was starting to pity this abrupt decision Shawn made. I felt that once Samarra took the role as his Luna, the pack would be in danger and later on would be chaotic as hell.

I let out a sigh of defeat. Who was I to be even bothered with their decisions?

“Can you walk faster, dog?!” Samarra turned to me and shot me a deadly glare.

The witch was so excited about the upcoming unification that she wanted to buy a wedding dress today. She looked like she was planning to buy a lot of things for the event as she tugged me in as her slave who would carry her things.

“I’m just right behind you,” I answered.

She locked her jaw and raised an eyebrow. “Just in case you have plans to escape, forget it because I will definitely kill you if you do.”

Sighing, I just nodded my head. I’ve heard of such threats several times already that I’m getting sick of hearing them.

“I have no intention of escaping,” I said dryly.

If only she wasn’t a witch, then an escape plan would be possible.

“Well, good. It looks like you’re already learning,” she countered as she rolled her eyes, and then spun around to start walking.

My eyes could not help but roam around this big market place within the territory. It was the first time I’d stepped foot here, and I was surprised to see a lot of shifters living their lives as if they were in survival mode. This was completely different from the market in Jewel Pack territory.

I guessed that the personality of the leader truly matters.

My heart sank as I remembered my mate. I clutched the part of my ragged long skirt, controlling my emotions and trying not to breakdown in here. The thought that I’d live with the searing pain and grievance every day made me want to die… if only there was no new life forming inside my womb.

“Dog!” Samarra called me. Her voice was demanding and angry.

I immediately followed her. She pulled my hair because I walked so slowly. Even though my scalp was hurting because of what she did, I didn’t fight back.

“I didn’t bring you here for you to walk slowly. You’re my slave! You should know the drill!”

F**k. F**k this life that I had to endure…

“I—I’m sorry!”

She then let me go. This witch had a serious anger issue just like Shawn. That might be the reason why they clicked together. Clenching my jaw, I just followed her when she walked into a shoe boutique. In one instance, her mood brightened upon seeing elegant sandals that were displayed everywhere. She grabbed two pairs of glass sandals and then sat on the couch.

“Put them on my feet so I can see if they fit,” she ordered.

Even though deep down I knew my soul was crushed to serve this killer, I obeyed her command. I crouched in front of her and put the first pair of sandals on her feet.

“Perfect!” She giggled as she looked down at the sandals that perfectly fit her feet.

The second pair did fit her as well. Once satisfied, she stood up and brought the sandals to the cashier.

“Look at me,” she commanded the cashier. “You’re going to give me these sandals and you will forget that we came here today.”

The cashier seemed to have frozen in her place. She only looked at Samarra directly in the eyes, and then nodded in a robotic way.

My forehead creased as I witnessed how she began casting some kind of a spell on the cashier so she could take the sandals for free.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

Samarra smirked as she turned to me. “Can’t you see? I’m using my power to my own advantage.”

“A—Are you for real? This is stealing…”

“I will become the Luna of this town, Aliyah. What I want, I get. Understood?”

What she said made my mouth fall open. I could not believe that I was hearing all this from her. She was too wicked! Internally, I wanted to teach her a lesson for her to realize that what she did was wrong. But I knew it was pointless. Samarra wasn’t the type of creature who would listen. I have only known her for a few days, but it seems that I’ve seen enough of her wickedness.

All I could do was fist my hand. Samarra handed me the sandals after the cashier had finished putting them on a paper bag.

“I can’t believe you…” I said in my faint voice.

With a smirk, she moved closer to me. “You see, I use my power to my advantage. What’s the purpose of it, anyway? It wasn’t given to me so I could be soft and weak. I might as well use it to get everything I want.”

“Y—You are using it in a wrong way.” I gritted my teeth.

“Who cares, Aliyah?” She laughed. “This is my power, and I only follow my own rules.”

“Do you really want to live like that?”

The smile on her lips faded away. I could see in her eyes that she was mad and wanted to hurt me. My heart pounded fast inside my chest. However, even though the fear started creeping into my bones, I wasn’t going to flip my principles. She was wrong and evil…

“Stop looking at me like you’ve done great all your life, dog.” She tilted her head. “You’re nothing but a weak dog whose life turned upside down after the death of your mate. Who was he? Oh, Reid!”