Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 3

The house was quiet as Aurora walked into the bedroom she had shared with Fenrir, feeling the silence like a heavy weight pressing down on her.

The faint scent of his cologne still lingered in the air, a bittersweet reminder of the man she thought she knew. Her eyes drifted over the room, and there, lying on the bed in plain sight, were the divorce papers.

A shiver ran through her as she stared at them. Each page was crisp and clean, the lines of legal jargon stark and cold.

She felt a pang of sorrow at the sight, but also a strange sense of relief. Here, laid out before her, was the finality of everything-the proof that the life she had built with Fenrir was ending.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she picked up the pen, hovering over the signature line.

For a moment, she hesitated, remembering the dreams and promises that had once bound them together. But she reminded herself that those promises were empty now, overshadowed by the undeniable truth of his actions. With a deep breath, she signed her name, the ink drying as if sealing away the last fragments of their bond.

As she placed the pen down, a tear slid down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away. This was her reality now, and she needed to be strong.

voice steady as she instructed him to take her to her mother's home. The drive was

mother's house had always been a place of

the window, taking in the familiar surroundings as they blurred by, trying

car. She was met by her mother's warm smile, which quickly shifted into a look of concern as she took in her daughter's weary expression. "Aurora, sweetheart, what's wrong?" her mother asked, gently

the emotions she'd held back began to break free. She took a deep breath, struggling to keep her

mirrored the pain Aurora felt. "Divorce?" her mother repeated, disbelief etched into her features. "But,

her. "He... he still loves someone else, Mom. Arianna came back, and it's like I'm no one to him anymore. I

rubbing soothing circles on her back as Aurora's defenses crumbled. "Oh, Aurora," her mother murmured softly. "I'm so sorry. I can't believe he

where she belonged, among people who loved her unconditionally. She felt the ache in her heart

studying her face. "Are you sure there's nothing left to salvage?" she asked gently. "Maybe he's

her, not to me." She hesitated, her hand instinctively moving to her stomach as she thought of the secret she still carried. But she quickly brushed it aside. This wasn't the right time to tell anyone. She needed to come to terms with this loss herself

who treasures you, who values everything you bring to the pack." She placed a hand on Aurora's cheek. "Just know that you're not alone

a small, grateful smile, though her heart was still heavy. She was about to thank her mother when her phone buzzed, the sharp sound cutting through the quiet comfort of

screen. A mix of emotions surged through her-anger, hurt, and an odd, lingering hope she knew she