Sold By My Ex-husband, I Became The Rogue's Breeder

Freya

"I am sorry to say this but you can't bear a child again because your womb has been greatly damaged" My lips parted in shock as his words echoed through my mind.

Time slowed down and it felt like the whole room was spinning with the doctor's words fading in the background. No, it had to be that my hearing was impaired or maybe this was a nightmare.

The pack's doctor snapped me out of my thoughts. "Luna Freya, are you even listening?"

Staring deep into her eyes, the reality of what was happening weighed in on me, causing dread to settle at the pit of my stomach as tears rushed into my eyes and my hands flew over my mouth.

"No!" A scream tore from my lips.

Today was the day that I was supposed to be discharged from the hospital and I came to ask her to know when I could start trying for a child again because, for the fourth time, my baby died in my womb- A stillborn.

I wiped off my tears with the back of my hands, shaking my head slowly. "Five years of trying for a child and you are telling me this? How can you be so heartless? I eat healthy, take a lot of water and my health is my priority..."

She cut in, speaking softly. "Freya"

"Dr Ann, you can't do this to me. If I don't give the pack an heir soon, then I will be kicked out of the pack house and someone else is going to take my place" I said hurriedly.

My head shook and my lips trembled. "Please, I am sure that there is a mistake somewhere, my womb can't be damaged. I don't want another woman to take my place so please can you re-diagnose?"

Dr Ann heaved an exasperated sigh, reaching her hands for mine as tears pressed at the back of my eyelids. "Let us drop the formalities now and considering how you are my friend, I need to talk to you"

She squeezed my hands gently. "Freya, if I don't tell you the truth then no one else is going to. Can you please glance behind you and tell me what you see"

With a trembling head, I glanced behind me and darted my eyes back to her. "No one"

As soon as I uttered those words, my heart sank into my stomach and the tears that glinted in my eyes cascaded down my cheeks.

"No one, Freya. You are trying so hard to give an heir to the same pack that doesn't care about you. Ever since you have been admitted into the hospital, no one visited you, no one bothered to ask about your health. Not even your parents and siblings. You are losing yourself for the same people that don't give a damn about you"

My heart ached. It ached so bad that it felt like it might stop at any moment.

Wiping off my tears with the back of my hands, I swallowed the heavy lump that lodged beneath my throat. "Even if the whole world hates me, at least my husband, Tyson does and......." My words trailed because deep down, I knew that all my words were nothing but lies.

The idea of Tyson loving me was nothing but a facade.

Being the Lycan princess, one would think that my life was perfect but it was far from that. Unlike other Lycans, I was powerless, weak, useless, and was no different from a human which caused me to be despised by many including my father who would always stare at me in disappointment.

He was so disappointed in me that he hardly showed me off and concealed my identity.

At first, my mum was the one who would always protect me from the harsh and condescending words of my father but ever since she died, my life went from worse to worse and it was finally thrown into total disarray when my father took another wife a few years after my mum's death.

Ever since my father married my stepmother, I was pushed aside, and neglected, and every passing day, I would see my father choose his stepdaughter, Ariel over me because she was everything that he wanted me to be.

Everything that belonged to me, including my inheritance was given to my evil step-sister who would always taunt me alongside my stepmother.

When my father was sick of seeing me around, he forced me into a contract marriage that I objected to at first but on seeing that the marriage was with my long-time crush, Alpha Tyson, I consented to it, thinking that he was going to change my life for the better and give me the love that soul yearned for.

But, I had no idea that was the beginning of my misery.

Tyson at first pretended to be in love with me, causing me to hand over the only inheritance that my mother and late grandparents had left for me. He didn't allow me to work and would blatantly tell me that my duty was to serve him and remain as his Luna.

Despite the way he acted harshly towards me, subjecting me to years of emotional abuse and mistreatment, I always tried to assure myself that he loved me and that was why he treated me that way.

But now, glancing behind me and seeing that no one was there. I...

I jumped to my feet, smoothening my hair and my hand. "Tyson isn't here because he is on a business trip. He loves me and that is all that matters..." My words trailed as I avoided the gaze of Ann who stared at me pathetically.

I hit my chest in affirmation. "Concerning my womb being damaged..."

"It is true!" Ann cut in.

Those words shattered my heart into pieces and tears rushed into my eyes again, threatening to fall. "Can you not tell Tyson about it? I would appreciate that"

I left the hospital, heading home, and all through my drive, tears streamed down my cheeks, constantly placing my hands on my stomach and the fact that I would never give birth was suffocating.

I arrived at our mansion, exchanging pleasantries with the servants while masking my sadness with a smile.

That was how I lived all my life- Masking my hurt with a smile.

But at the same time, I couldn't help but notice the expression on their faces like they were shocked to see me or they were not expecting it. Maybe I was just overthinking things.

I pushed the door open, walking towards the vestibule while slipping off my shoes and at the same time, thinking about a way to confront Tyson about the reason why he didn't visit me in a way that wouldn't make him mad at me.

The other time, he almost hurled his phone at me because I asked to know about his whereabouts and the reason why he had been coming late.

Climbing up the stairs, I muttered to myself. "I am just going to talk to him sweetly and how do I......" I stopped in my tracks when the sound of something took me aback.

Did I just hear a moan?

Fear gnawed at me at that moment and I ran my hands through my hair before an awkward laughter rippled from my mouth. "Tyson might be everything but he is not a cheat. On our wedding, he made the vow to only have his eyes on me" I assured myself, and with every step that I took, a feeling of unease surged inside of me, and most importantly, the moaning sound that I heard intensified.

I was now standing at the door of our bedroom, my heart pounding in my chest like a war drum. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I swallowed the lump that lodged beneath my throat, anxiety creeping at the back of my neck.

Mustering the courage inside of me, I pushed the door open and my heart seemed like it stopped at that moment when my gaze landed on Tyson in bed with another woman.

She sat on his lap, straddling him, her perky boobs bouncing with every up-and-down motion that she made. He gripped her hair and pulled her closer to his face as he kissed her mercilessly.

For a moment, I couldn't move and it felt like one of those nightmares that always haunted me every night.

When Tyson pulled the woman's hair behind her neck, I froze and my eyes almost bulged out of their sockets in shock.

At first, I had to rub my hands on my eyes to be sure that I was seeing right.

It was my stepsister. Ariel.

Anger flared within me at that moment and all the pent-up rage that I had hidden for years surged inside of me as I yelled. "What is going on here?"

The two of them stopped at the same time and in slow motion, they glanced in my direction. Ariel screamed as she slid off Tyson, wrapping herself in the sheets while Tyson stared at me with a face filled with horror.

"W-What are you doing here.....you aren't supposed to be here" He stuttered and my vision blurred with tears as I retracted my step.

Sniffling, my fingers clenched and in a fit of rage, I reached my hands for my phone while I began to record a video as Ariel rushed towards me and Tyson didn't even bother to cover himself.

"What are you doing!"

"I am showing the world the face of these two cheats. Your wedding is tomorrow, Ariel and everyone is going to see how shameless you and Tyson are. I was in the hospital fighting for my life and you guys were here fucking each other?"

I wiped off my tears as Tyson barked. "Hand the phone over now!"

Ariel cried. "Sister Freya, you can't do this to me. Why do you want to ruin my wedding when we can talk this out"

"No! I am going to expose the two of you to the whole world" I glared hard, resisting the urge to break down even if the only thing I wanted to do was cry.

With a final glance, I turned to leave, walking down the hallway when I heard footsteps behind me, and before I could wrap my head around what was happening, Tyson crashed a flower vase on my head, causing blood to trickle down my head, dripping to the floor.

Pain shot through me and my eyesight became fuzzy and at that moment, Ariel rushed towards me, crashing another flower vase on my head as blood trickled down my head.

The world went dark and before I knew what was happening, my eyes shut close and I collapsed to the ground.