My Mate Stole My Child's Heart So I Ruined Him

Selena’s POV

I lost track of how long I laid there on the floor before the door finally clicked open.

Cole stood there with a disgusted scowl on his face.

“You should thank Lydia,” he said. “If it wasn’t for her, you would still be rotting in here. She begged me to let you out. For the sake of your bond with her.”

His words pierced through me, but I forced my face to remain blank.

“Oh, how noble of her,” I croaked, my voice was rough from screaming.

He frowned at my sarcasm but ignored it, stepping aside so I could stumble out. My legs shook from weakness, but he didn’t offer to help me at all.

“Make sure you’ve cleared out everything from this room before tomorrow.” He said coldly, then he walked out.

For a moment I just stood there in the hallway, holding the wall for balance. The humiliation burned hot in me.

My chest ached, but I forced myself to breathe evenly.

Soon, I would make them pay.

Later in the evening, Lydia walked into the almost empty room like she owned it. She was holding a bowl of soup.

She set it on the table with a sigh. “You should eat. You look terrible.”

I ignored her, focusing on packing up the remaining of my things.

She tutted. “You can deceive Cole, but you can’t deceive me,” she said quietly. “I can see it in your eyes. You know the truth.”

I paused for a moment, then I continued packing, trying to ignore her.

She leaned in slightly. “How does it feel? Knowing that he sacrificed your daughter for me.”

I turned away, but she continued.

“He never loved you. Not even for a second,” she whispered. “You’re just an inconvenience to him.”

I didn’t say a word. I simply turned and walked toward the window, ignoring her completely.

She released a mocking laugh. “I can’t even imagine how it felt for you to see us having sex in his office.”

Still, I said nothing. I was too exhausted to talk.

But that wasn’t the reaction she wanted. A second later, a loud thud rang out from behind me.

Lydia smacked her head hard against the wall.

“Cole!” she screamed with fake tears welling up in her eyes.

Heavy footsteps pounded down the hallway, then the door flew open.

“What happened?!” Cole demanded, his Alpha aura flooding the room.

Lydia burst into tears instantly. “She slammed my head against the wall!” she sobbed. “I came to give her some food! I was just trying to help, and she hit me!”

I turned, wide-eyed in shock. “That’s not true, I didn’t—”

But before I could get another word out, his fist crashed into my face.

I staggered backward from the force of it. My body hit the wall, then I slid down to the floor. I cried out in pain.

“Are you insane?!” he yelled. “You touch her again, and I swear—”

“I didn’t touch her,” I said through bloody lips. “She—”

A kick to my stomach silenced me instantly, knocking the air out of me. I folded, clutching my stomach, gasping for breath.

He stood over me, his eyes blazing with rage, his wolf was on the surface. Lydia stood behind him with fake tears streaming down her face.

“I—” I coughed, tasting blood in my mouth. “Cole… I’m—”

The word ‘pregnant’ was on my lips, but his fist came down again, smashing into my face before I could finish. My head slammed the ground hard.

Pain shot through me. My body shook, but I forced the words out. “I’m… carrying—”

“Shut up!” he yelled, cutting me off. He kicked me again. I screamed, trying to cover my arms over my stomach protectively.

“You’ll learn your place!” he spat as he kicked me again.

He grabbed Lydia and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

I screamed at the piercing pain in my abdomen. Then suddenly, I felt the warm wetness between my legs.

I froze. Slowly, I touched the floor to see my fingers stained with blood.

“No…” My voice cracked. I pressed my hands against my stomach, shaking my head. “No, no, no—”

Tears blurred my vision. The blood kept coming, soaking through me, spreading across the floor.

I didn’t need a healer to tell me what it meant. I already knew.

Tears ran down my face, but they weren’t tears of sadness or pain.

They were tears of rage and hate.

They were the only thing keeping me going now.

“Cole!” I screamed in rage. My wolf howled in agony and fury.

Hate was the only thing keeping me alive.

I dragged myself out of the house, groaning in pain. Every step was torture. Blood stained my dress, and I could barely stand, but I forced myself into a taxi and gave the driver the address of the nearest pack clinic.

Hours later, I was lying in a clinic bed, weak and empty.

The healer’s words echoed in my head. “The pregnancy couldn’t be saved.”

They kept me overnight but I insisted on being discharged the following afternoon. I half expected Cole to show up, or call, or ask where I was.

He didn’t.

When I returned, he didn’t even notice I had been gone. Or maybe he just didn’t care.

**Two Days Later**

“Selena, my birthday party is this evening. You know that other packs would be around, so make sure you come on time. Lydia and I have somewhere to be. We will meet you at the party later,” Cole said, Lydia standing beside him.

I gave him a smile. “Alright then. I’ll see you there.”

Since I lost the pregnancy, I hadn’t argued with him. There was no sarcasm, no complaints. I just gave him soft smiles as I nodded quietly. I became obedient, agreeable, and silent.

And Cole loved it.

His face softened. He gave me a pleased smile, like an Alpha proud of an omega who finally stopped resisting.

Then he leaned forward to place a kiss on my lips.

I turned my head slightly, causing his kiss to land on my cheek instead.

He blinked in surprise. But I gave him a sweet smile, like it was nothing, like I didn’t notice.

“See you later,” I said sweetly.

Cole grinned at me and turned to Lydia so they could leave.

On the way out, Lydia brushed her purse against the coffee table. Her purse knocked Nora’s framed photo out of the coffee table, throwing it to the floor. The glass cracked, and the frame broke.

Cole winced at the sound and glanced at me, expecting a reaction, because he knew how much that picture had meant to me.

But I only smiled, calm and unbothered. “Don’t worry, go ahead. I’ll clean it up.”

For a brief second, he frowned in confusion. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, Lydia slipped her hand into his arm.

“Come on, Cole,” she purred. “We’ll be late.”

He hesitated for a moment, then he allowed Lydia to drag him away.

If only he knew that this was the last time he would ever see me.

I stood by the window, watching them drive away with a cold smile on my face.

I gathered the divorce papers, the documents that showed that I pulled out my support from the Blue Moon Pack, the photos of Cole and Lydia together, my pregnancy report, and finally, the documents that showed that he had killed our pup for his lover.

I placed them all into a big brown envelope.

On the front, I wrote: *Happy Birthday, Alpha Cole Hale. From Selena Ashford.*

I sealed it and gave it to an omega. “Deliver this at the party.”

A few minutes later, a black SUV pulled into the driveway. It was the car my father sent.

The driver stepped out and opened the back door for me. Then he retrieved my bags and loaded them in without saying a word.

As we drove away, I didn’t look back. I clenched my fists tightly as that hate rose up again.

One day, I would make them regret all they did to me.

My wolf snarled in agreement, hungry for vengeance.