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.

assigned driver, her voice steady as she instructed him to take her to her mother's home. The

always been a place of comfort, but

to look out the window, taking in the familiar surroundings as they blurred by, trying to find solace in the

She was met by her mother's warm smile, which quickly shifted into a look of concern as she took in

a small smile, grateful for the concern, but the emotions she'd held back began to break free. She took a deep breath, struggling to keep her voice steady. "Mom, Fenrir... he asked

her mother repeated, disbelief etched into her features. "But, why? I thought you

the wave of sadness wash over her. "He... he still loves someone else, Mom. Arianna came back, and it's like I'm no one to him anymore. I thought we had a

rubbing soothing circles on her back as Aurora's defenses crumbled. "Oh, Aurora," her mother

in the familiar warmth and scent. This was where she belonged, among people who

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

Mom. His heart belongs to her, not to me." She hesitated, her hand instinctively moving to her stomach as she thought of the secret

"You deserve so much better, Aurora. You deserve someone who treasures you, who values everything you bring

was about to thank her mother when her phone buzzed, the sharp sound cutting through

her pocket, her breath catching as she saw Fenrir's name on the screen. A mix of emotions surged through her-anger, hurt, and an odd, lingering hope she knew she shouldn't feel. "Hello?" she answered,