The Oracle

CHAPTER EIGHT: A BROKEN HEART

Synthia's POV

I walked away, robotically from Aiden’s office towards my room. It was actually meant to be our room, but now, it was just mine because after the first weeks of him staying in the room adjoined to his office; he shifted to a spare room in the other end of the Alpha’s wing, letting me keep this room for myself as if it was some sort of wedding present. He even took all his items which remained in this room save for a shirt which I stole. I used to go to sleep hugging it in days when the pain was too much and I couldn’t lie to myself anymore that I was fine without him. It was one guilty pleasure I allowed myself even when I tried to put a strong front to everyone, including myself.

After reaching the room, I lifted the mattress from the bed and took the shirt from its hiding spot. It was wrinkled and salty from the countless amounts of tears absorbed by it. I never washed it so that it would retain at least a fraction of his smell, but it faded away after the two years of torture inflicted by my tears. It may seem gross, but it was one of those things which helped me retain my sanity and I am not ashamed of it.

I hugged the shirt to my chest. "Why Aiden, Why? Why would you do this to me? I thought that you just wanted to find your true mate, but it was me you hated? What did I ever do that made you hate me so much?" I cried out.

The scene kept flashing repeatedly in my mind when Gina embraced Aiden. For a wild moment, I was sure that he would push her away in a moment. I thought that he would be shouting at her for daring to touch him. But nothing happened, and he just stood silently in her embrace, welcoming it, as if he had been in her arms hundreds of times before.  I hated Gina for daring to make a move on my husband, and envied her just because he didn’t hate her and allowed her to touch him, but truthfully, I hated myself more for being so stupidly in love with a man who couldn’t even tolerate to be in my presence.

I remembered the days when I was so in love with him and didn’t have any care in the world about anything else.

I had always liked him. I used to follow him like a puppy when we were kids up until I was five-year-old and I gained the wisdom that boys had cooties.

When I was seven-year-old, one day, I was playing with other kids my age and suddenly fell and scraped my knees. When none of the kids helped me up but instead began laughing at me, I began bawling my eyes out. Suddenly, Aiden came and held his hands towards me and helped me up. Then he scolded those kids with his Alpha authority, even though he was not even a teenager himself. My little heart which already had a liking to him was his to take forever from that day.

When I was fourteen-year-old and an awkward human teenager unlike my classmates who all went through their change and were graceful. One day, Gina tripped me up while I was carrying my books from my locker and I went flying down with my books scattered all over. Gina and her bimbo friends began cackling at me like a pack of hyenas while I lay there with my bruised ego. Again Aiden came to my rescue when he appeared and stared broodingly at everyone causing everyone to cease their laughs immediately.

A boy helped me up and stacked my books up for me from the ground and as I walked towards the class with a slight sprain in my legs, a silly smile formed on my lips. Even though he didn’t help me up himself, I was sure that he had mind linked something to everyone. No one dared to bully me from that day.

He was my knight in shining armor. When and why that changed, I had no idea. When did his attitude towards me change to hate and what did I do?

I barely tolerated his indifference towards me, but knowing for sure that he hated me just about killed me. I felt the last bit of hope that even I didn’t know I had fall away into crumbles. There was truly no hope of us having a life together.

I sat silently for a while and then a fresh wave of tears began falling from my eyes as my thoughts fell back to the scene I witnessed. I thought that I was better and wouldn’t be shedding any more tears for Aiden. How wrong was I?

I could have learned to live with the fact that he couldn’t love and accept me because he wanted to find his true mate and had no personal vendetta against me. But all this while, I had no inkling that he could be having relations with other woman while I stupidly hoped for any crumbs of his affection.

My heart ached physically at this moment. I clutched my chest as the pain grew.

Unbidden, a scene which was not an actual memory came to the forefront of my mind. A small boy with emerald green eyes was peering at me with open curiosity and something intangible and magical, like some sort of spiritual energy passed between us. I knew for a fact that the boy was Aiden. But that meant that I was a baby and there was no way that I could remember things from that far back. Was that something that actually happened? Or was it just a figment of imagination of my shattered mind? Was I just imagining that something more is between me and Aiden than what meets the eye?

I had always had random premonitions of events about to happen or knowledge of things which I am not supposed to know but never had any visions before and I didn’t know what to make of it. This was entirely new for me.

Suddenly, I felt a tugging force calling me towards something and a voice reverberated in my mind saying, 'The time has come!’

The time has come? Time for what?

 I was confused, and then involuntarily I began walking. There was a force dragging me like a puppet and I just had to heed to it, there was nothing I could do to stop it and frankly, I was not in the condition to resist anything.

As I mechanically walked towards wherever I was going, a rhyme began repeatedly forming in my mind. I felt that it was very familiar, but I couldn’t distinguish the words.

I reached in front of the pack library and suddenly, the door of the library shot open on its own and warily, I looked around but didn’t see anyone nearby. I had a feeling that something big was about to happen and tried to flee, but my legs had a mind of their own as they walked inside the library.

 As soon as I entered the library, I felt a light coming around me. Then, I fell to the ground clutching my chest, which was paining and cried out when I felt that my heart is just about to burst out of my chest. I didn’t think that when they said about a broken heart, they literally meant a broken heart!