The Deaf Luna’s Return: Now the Alpha Begs for Her Mercy - Chapter 4: Chapter 4
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Over the next few days, Yorick didn't come home, only occasionally appearing on Linda's Instagram.
While I was packing, I accidentally found his other phone. The contents inside made my already calm heart turn cold to the bone once again.
While the two of them were inseparable like glue.
I had completed my identity cancellation procedures and started packing things at home.
There were truly too many shared memories in this house.
Once, Yorick was the person who loved me most in the world.
I hadn't loved Yorick initially. Saving him was only out of a healer's kindness. At that time, I was infatuated with Ferris, the Alpha of the Silver Moon pack.
It was Yorick who fell in love with me first and pursued me. After I was injured, he took care of me with all his heart, saying he would love me for a lifetime.
Before Linda returned, he would always hold up his camera, pleading and coaxing me to let him take photos of me.
But I don't know when, even when I stood in front of him, smiling as pleasingly as possible, he couldn't be bothered to press the shutter in his hand.
The privilege of being in focus in front of his camera became Linda's exclusive right.
Even during New Year's, when I wanted to take a family photo with him, he said I was childish and pushed my hand away with disgust.
But then Linda's Instagram would feature close-up photos of the two of them together.
I was deaf and blind before, unable to see such obvious provocation.
After collecting thousands of photos, I burned them all to ash. The firelight reflected on my face, illuminating the tear tracks on my cheeks.
When there were only eight days left until the Mating ritual, Yorick returned.
He looked exhausted, presumably from the hard work of taking care of Linda these past days.
He noticed that many things were missing from the house. He stood frozen in place, turning to look at me: "Why does the house feel so empty?"
I didn't respond.
He looked around again, finally stopping in front of the Mating ritual countdown calendar. His expression became playful. Instead of dwelling on the changes in the house, he asked me: "Have you chosen your wedding dress?"
Seeing me nod, satisfaction flashed across his face: "That's good."
Then he turned and went into the bathroom to wash up.
I noticed the running shoes he had left in the entryway.
Opening them to look, they were identical to the ones Linda had posted on Instagram tonight, except hers were the women's version.
Her caption read: [Soon we'll be running toward our happiness.]
A group of friends had sent blessings underneath. Only then did I understand that the affair between Yorick and Linda was already an open secret, with only me foolishly kept in the dark.
Early the next morning, Yorick went to work as usual.
I continued packing things.
Watching the home I had personally decorated become empty, I actually breathed a sigh of relief.
I was leaving so decisively and cleanly that it surely wouldn't affect their rush toward happiness, would it?
Everything was ready.
It was already the eve of the wedding.
Yorick's friend called me, saying he was drunk and needed me to pick him up.
As soon as I pushed open the private room door, I saw Yorick collapsed on Linda.
Seeing me enter, his friends teased him: "Alpha Yorick, your little deaf girl is here to take you home."
Linda laughed smugly but pretended to defend me: "Oh, you guys, don't bully disabled people!"
After saying this, she leaned close to Yorick's ear: "Darling, Aurora is here."
Yorick immediately straightened up from her body.
Reeking of alcohol, he walked to my side and shook my shoulders violently: "Aurora! Why, why didn't you just die in that attack back then!"
"Are you really this cheap? I've already agreed to let you become Luna, and you still follow me around like a pug dog every day!"
I had already decided to leave, so I thought that no matter what I saw or heard, my heart would never stir again.
But this was someone I had once saved with my life, and he actually wished I was dead.
My heart began to tremble uncontrollably again.
His friends' expressions remained unchanged.
Only then did I realize what he had hysterically said to me during the countless times I had come to pick him up.
I had thought he was having work troubles and had tried my best to comfort him.
"You're drunk."
I tried hard to suppress my emotions.
After all, this was the last time we'd meet. Better to part on good terms.
But Linda deliberately came closer: "Alpha Yorick, do you want to go with me or with Aurora?"
The drunk Yorick immediately pushed me away forcefully.
He embraced Linda and buried himself in her arms: "Of course you. How could a deaf person like her compare to you?"
Everyone present burst into laughter.
I was pushed so hard that I crashed into the coffee table, and piercing pain shot through my knee.
Looking at Yorick who kept saying he wanted to go home with Linda, I struggled to get up and said coldly: "Then as you wish."
After saying this, I limped toward the door.
Behind me, Linda murmured: "Did someone just translate sign language for her?"
Early the next morning, I left the ring he had personally put on my finger when he proposed on the coffee table.
Sitting in the taxi heading to the airport, Yorick's parents called me many times.
I didn't answer any of them.
Yorick also sent messages asking if I was nervous, asking when I would arrive, saying I would definitely be especially beautiful today and that he was looking forward to it.
Thinking of those matching running shoes, I silently blocked him.
Until one minute before boarding the plane, a strange number called me.
I slid to answer, and Yorick loudly scolded me for being late on the Mating ritual day, saying that so many nobles and elders from the pack were waiting for me alone.
I found it amusing. The flight departure announcement sounded at just the right time.
His voice froze, and he asked uneasily: "Aurora, where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up."
Then he remembered I couldn't hear at all and frantically tried to hang up to send me a message.
Just one second before he hung up, I calmly said: "Yorick, I can hear."
While I was packing, I accidentally found his other phone. The contents inside made my already calm heart turn cold to the bone once again.
While the two of them were inseparable like glue.
I had completed my identity cancellation procedures and started packing things at home.
There were truly too many shared memories in this house.
Once, Yorick was the person who loved me most in the world.
I hadn't loved Yorick initially. Saving him was only out of a healer's kindness. At that time, I was infatuated with Ferris, the Alpha of the Silver Moon pack.
It was Yorick who fell in love with me first and pursued me. After I was injured, he took care of me with all his heart, saying he would love me for a lifetime.
Before Linda returned, he would always hold up his camera, pleading and coaxing me to let him take photos of me.
But I don't know when, even when I stood in front of him, smiling as pleasingly as possible, he couldn't be bothered to press the shutter in his hand.
The privilege of being in focus in front of his camera became Linda's exclusive right.
Even during New Year's, when I wanted to take a family photo with him, he said I was childish and pushed my hand away with disgust.
But then Linda's Instagram would feature close-up photos of the two of them together.
I was deaf and blind before, unable to see such obvious provocation.
After collecting thousands of photos, I burned them all to ash. The firelight reflected on my face, illuminating the tear tracks on my cheeks.
When there were only eight days left until the Mating ritual, Yorick returned.
He looked exhausted, presumably from the hard work of taking care of Linda these past days.
He noticed that many things were missing from the house. He stood frozen in place, turning to look at me: "Why does the house feel so empty?"
I didn't respond.
He looked around again, finally stopping in front of the Mating ritual countdown calendar. His expression became playful. Instead of dwelling on the changes in the house, he asked me: "Have you chosen your wedding dress?"
Seeing me nod, satisfaction flashed across his face: "That's good."
Then he turned and went into the bathroom to wash up.
I noticed the running shoes he had left in the entryway.
Opening them to look, they were identical to the ones Linda had posted on Instagram tonight, except hers were the women's version.
Her caption read: [Soon we'll be running toward our happiness.]
A group of friends had sent blessings underneath. Only then did I understand that the affair between Yorick and Linda was already an open secret, with only me foolishly kept in the dark.
Early the next morning, Yorick went to work as usual.
I continued packing things.
Watching the home I had personally decorated become empty, I actually breathed a sigh of relief.
I was leaving so decisively and cleanly that it surely wouldn't affect their rush toward happiness, would it?
Everything was ready.
It was already the eve of the wedding.
Yorick's friend called me, saying he was drunk and needed me to pick him up.
As soon as I pushed open the private room door, I saw Yorick collapsed on Linda.
Seeing me enter, his friends teased him: "Alpha Yorick, your little deaf girl is here to take you home."
Linda laughed smugly but pretended to defend me: "Oh, you guys, don't bully disabled people!"
After saying this, she leaned close to Yorick's ear: "Darling, Aurora is here."
Yorick immediately straightened up from her body.
Reeking of alcohol, he walked to my side and shook my shoulders violently: "Aurora! Why, why didn't you just die in that attack back then!"
"Are you really this cheap? I've already agreed to let you become Luna, and you still follow me around like a pug dog every day!"
I had already decided to leave, so I thought that no matter what I saw or heard, my heart would never stir again.
But this was someone I had once saved with my life, and he actually wished I was dead.
My heart began to tremble uncontrollably again.
His friends' expressions remained unchanged.
Only then did I realize what he had hysterically said to me during the countless times I had come to pick him up.
I had thought he was having work troubles and had tried my best to comfort him.
"You're drunk."
I tried hard to suppress my emotions.
After all, this was the last time we'd meet. Better to part on good terms.
But Linda deliberately came closer: "Alpha Yorick, do you want to go with me or with Aurora?"
The drunk Yorick immediately pushed me away forcefully.
He embraced Linda and buried himself in her arms: "Of course you. How could a deaf person like her compare to you?"
Everyone present burst into laughter.
I was pushed so hard that I crashed into the coffee table, and piercing pain shot through my knee.
Looking at Yorick who kept saying he wanted to go home with Linda, I struggled to get up and said coldly: "Then as you wish."
After saying this, I limped toward the door.
Behind me, Linda murmured: "Did someone just translate sign language for her?"
Early the next morning, I left the ring he had personally put on my finger when he proposed on the coffee table.
Sitting in the taxi heading to the airport, Yorick's parents called me many times.
I didn't answer any of them.
Yorick also sent messages asking if I was nervous, asking when I would arrive, saying I would definitely be especially beautiful today and that he was looking forward to it.
Thinking of those matching running shoes, I silently blocked him.
Until one minute before boarding the plane, a strange number called me.
I slid to answer, and Yorick loudly scolded me for being late on the Mating ritual day, saying that so many nobles and elders from the pack were waiting for me alone.
I found it amusing. The flight departure announcement sounded at just the right time.
His voice froze, and he asked uneasily: "Aurora, where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up."
Then he remembered I couldn't hear at all and frantically tried to hang up to send me a message.
Just one second before he hung up, I calmly said: "Yorick, I can hear."
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