Why My Mate Cries
Chapter 66

ALIYAH’S POV

The roaring thunder woke me up. Blinking, I realized that my body was trembling due to the cold breeze that was entering through the small open window. It was raining heavily outside, which made the night sadder and emptier.

The room was engulfed by darkness. Only the moonlight pouring through the window lit the tiny space of the attic. My gaze surveyed the place, and I did not understand why this room that became my cage for most of my life was giving me a strange feeling. It was just the same as far as I recalled before I escaped the last time, but now it felt so foreign, too different.

My body had not recovered from Samarra’s attack earlier. It felt so heavy that I could not move properly. I could still feel the trauma lingering in every part of me, particularly from my lower abdomen, which she purposely clutched using her magic. In an instant, my eyes welled up.

Because of my poor attempt to kill that devious witch, I put the life of my baby in danger. I let my selfishness consumed me, and it resulted in me making impulse decisions that only backfired on me.

“I’m sorry…” My hand was trembling when I moved it down my lower abdomen. “I know you can feel me… I’m sorry… M—Mommy didn’t mean to make you feel hurt…”

I exhaled loudly. My emotions were welling up inside, thinking that I had disappointed my baby for making an abrupt decision just to seek revenge. But painfully, I was disappointed in myself. I had already lost my mate, and still did not learn and almost lost my child.

“If only your father was here.” I sucked in a breath and shut my eyes. “This is my entire fault…”

I slowly stood up. Every slow movement caused me to whimper, but I forced myself to walk even if my legs were unsteady. Embracing myself, I walked in front of the window and gazed up at the night sky, where I could see the silver moon glowing perfectly despite the heavy rain.

Hot tears formed on both sides of my eyes as I began to wonder whether the Moon Goddess was looking down at me right now. My tears fell down my cheeks at the thought that she had found solace in seeing me slowly dying down here.

With my lips trembling, I whispered, “Please have mercy on my baby….”

If there was someone who did not deserve any of this, that would be my child. All I ever wanted was to escape and make us safe, but if it was too much to ask and would cause harm to my child, then I would stay here. Even if this house was like hell, I would endure it.

I would do anything and everything to keep this precious gift I received from Reid.

“Reid…” I drew in a long breath and gazed up at the moon again. “I love you…”

My stomach rumbled, and I knew it was time for me to eat. Even though I did not want to go downstairs as I would see the cruel face of the witch in the house, I focused on just one thought—that I had to survive so that my child could live.

With that in mind, I went downstairs. Thankfully, I was able to reach the first floor in one piece despite my legs wobbling. I briefly looked around, and realized that Samarra was already having dinner alone since my brother and father had attended an important meeting.

She looked over at me. A vicious smile escaped her lips.

“I can smell your hunger, dog. Do you want a food?”

I took my time to gather enough energy. When I did, I took a few steps towards the table where she was, and saw that there was meat and vegetables served for dinner. I instantly swallowed hard, and felt my stomach rumble loudly this time.

“Too bad. This house does not have any dog food for you.” She wickedly giggled.

My palm twitched at what she said, but I pretended not to hear it.

“C—Can I have some?” I asked softly.

My heart pounded in my chest, and it was so painful to the extent that my chest tightened. I know. I really did not want to ask and beg for food, but there was a baby inside my womb that needed to remain healthy.

“Apologize first,” she answered. I could see the amusement in her eyes. She used the fork to get the steak on the plate and waved it in front of me. “To make it more exciting, kneel.”

I remained still, and shivered, envisioning myself begging for her to give me the steak while on my bended knees. The scene was so disturbing that I had to shut my eyes briefly as I sucked in a breath. I knew that I could not take it, but what choice did I have?

I heard her laughing devilishly, which made me open my eyes to look at her.

“Come on, dog. Entertain me. Just kneel and apologize. This steak will be yours,” she said.

I opened my mouth to speak, but there were no words coming out of it. My emotions were so high that I could no longer gather what I wanted to tell her, and perhaps the situation worsened what I felt, that I just wanted to remain silent.

Still, I needed to do what I had to.

Without thinking further, I slowly knelt next to the table. My body was shuddering at the sheer amount of mortification striking me. I shoved my pride aside and just did what would make the witch happy, if that was the only way I could eat, and live.

“I apologize,” I said.

A cruel smile flashed across her face. “Why, why why is your tone so dry, dog? Where is the fun in that?”

“Samarra, please… I’m sorry… f—forgive me,” I pleaded.

She inclined her head, folded her arms against her chest, with arrogance radiating in her eyes. Samarra looked like someone who had won the battle, and seemingly bragging that she had the upper hand in this situation.

I would not disagree. She really had the upper hand, for she was a witch. What would a werewolf like me be able to do to harm her if she was more powerful than I was? It was a hopeless battle, and so I decided not to mess with her and hoped for the best that I’d be able to keep my baby from any harm.

“Remember this, Aliyah.” She leaned down and grabbed my chin forcibly, which made me whimper in pain. “Try to kill me again, and I will drag that baby inside your womb using my claws, and cook it for you to eat. Understood?”

“P—Please, no… not my baby…”

She then threw me on the floor and finally stood up.

“Go ahead and eat. Do it fast before Shawn goes home or else he’ll beat you up,” she said, laughing before she left to walk upstairs.

My knees were shaking as badly as I tried to stand up. I immediately wiped my tears away, sat down on the table and ate like I’d never eaten for such a long time. True enough, Shawn had been providing me with bread and water, which did not suffice for my starvation.

I just reminded myself that my baby needed this… that I had to forget my pride and obey Samarra so that she would not hurt me.

Anything… anything for my child.