***Natalia***

Tucking away my emotions, I stand on my feet and hand my mate the document claiming I am infertile.

 

“Just read it,” I whisper, feigning hurt.

 

He furrows his brows in concern and stares back at me with big blue eyes. “What is this, Nat?”

 

I want to vomit in his face for calling me that but I swallow the bile instead.

 

“It’s a fertility test. Lila checked my ovarian function and reserve a few days ago,” I whisper, refusing to meet his eye.

 

He studies the pages, his face growing grimmer by the second.

 

“Y-you’re infertile?” he asks, flipping through the pages once more for confirmation.

 

Before I can respond, a loud growl ripples through his chest and I back away immediately, nearly tripping over my feet as I do. His breath is ragged and his eyes turn green with fury.

“You’re infertile?!”

 

This is exactly the reaction I wanted from him but it frightens me no less that his wolf is coming out.

 

I knew Jack, his wolf, would never hurt me. But then again, I had thought the same of my husband and yet he slept with my sister.

“Y-yes, ” I stutter, my body growing stiff with fear as I stare at his wolf’s green eyes.

Jack was well known for having a temper almost beyond control and our mate bond was the only thing that calmed him down. As he towers over me with a menacing growl ripping through his chest, however, I wonder if it would be enough to keep me safe now.

 

His eyes go to my belly and I instinctively place a hand on it to protect my baby.

 

A terrible thought enters my mind. Could he sense the life growing within me?

 

I back away slowly and yelp when I bump into a wall directly behind me, my heart beating a mile a minute.

 

“J-jack,” I squeak, closing my eyes tightly, too afraid to look at him. “I-I’m so sorry,” I whimper, now realizing this was a bad idea.

 

“You’re sorry?” He laughs, the sound of his fist creating a hole in the wall next to my face making me burst into tears. “You’re f*****g sorry? Sorry doesn’t put a pup in your belly, Nat!” He snarls. “What the hell am I supposed to do now, huh?” He asks, gripping my chin between his fingers with such force, I know I’ll have a bruise in the morning. “I need an heir. That was your only task as my Luna. Your only use to me!”

 

My heart shatters into a million pieces.

 

Was that all I ever was to him? A breeding w***e? What about all our late night strolls under the moonlight? Our stolen kisses in the hallway? Our nights of passion so hot, I thought I would burn beneath him? Was none of it real?

 

I open my mouth to answer but a slap to the face stuns me into silence and I crash onto the floor. Cradling my stomach, I pray to whatever goddess exists that my baby is okay.

 

Jack had never hit me before. Ever. Neither had Christian and as I stare at the man I once called my husband, I feel a bitterness grow within me.

 

I feign hurt as I look up at him, cupping my burning cheek but inside I’m fuming with anger. I would remember this… and I would never forgive him for it.

 

His blue eyes return and Christian storms over to the closet, grabbing a suitcase and throwing my clothes inside.

 

you out of here within the next hour. I don’t care where you go

 

was being set free and soon my baby and I would be on the other side of the country

 

stuffs my clothes into the

 

mind linking

 

“And so will the lawyer to deliver the divorce papers. I

 

whimper, still

 

slamming

 

wrapping my arms around my

 

flat tummy, wishing I could feel my little pup growing within me. It was comforting knowing I would not be doing this alone but it

 

bean),” I whisper, forcing back my tears as I caress my

 

collect myself off the floor and find my phone. The cars all belonged to Christian so I arrange for a taxi to pick me up in an

 

call me to complete the divorce and rejection, I helplessly fidget with my Luna and wedding rings, reminiscing the joy I

 

his wolf for the very first time. We had only been dating for a few weeks but the sparks between us were undeniable. He was a bit possessive but I took it as a compliment that I was worth protecting. The day he brought me to the pack house, I almost dumped him. I thought I was being initiated

 

agreed to continue seeing him. I couldn’t explain it, but I had fallen hard for him. On the night of a full moon, Christian took me on a moonlit picnic in the woods. Things took an unexpected turn when my boyfriend suddenly shifted into an oversized black wolf and I ran out screaming. I didn’t speak

 

could explain. He was patient back then, allowing

 

he was a werewolf but if he wanted me by his side, he would have to accept me the way his Moon Goddess had decided me to be, a human. Our relationship almost ended again but when an ex boyfriend of mine made it clear he still had feelings for me,

 

Alpha meetings, studying pack laws and even completing warrior training to defend myself. My Luna ceremony was absolutely perfect. My

 

have known how messed up my life would become? That one day I would sit alone in my bedroom, waiting for my husband to divorce me while I secretly carry his

 

hear the door click again, Jordan

 

he says curtly, closing the door without so

 

face, removing my rings from my fingers and clutching them in my hands. The hallway seems longer than normal but I walk briskly to the office where

 

my attention on the man who broke my

 

the documents

 

divided evenly. Pack assets of course will remain his, but personal property, bank accounts

 

with any more of his nonsense, I take the papers from his hand and grab a pen,

 

trying my best to keep my voice from trembling. “I only want my bank accounts in tact. I worked hard for

 

the pack. I worked, therefore I had every right to take every

 

a note on a piece of paper which he hands to

 

end of the week to this account,” he says, tucking the divorce papers into his

 

Robin pulls out the pack tablet and a black

 

Natalia, your Alpha has requested that you be stripped of your title

 

as I turn to Christian and the boys. Derek can’t seem to look at me and Jordan stares blankly at his hands. I had never felt

 

forcing a tiny smile on

 

of pity as he places the pack

 

in the center. The tablet was used to initiate

Silver Crest pack,” he says, motioning for me to raise my hand in the

 

gone above and beyond the call of duty to serve this

 

feelings don’t matter. I need

 

nearly spit through

 

your duties

 

was. But I swallow my pride and bite my tongue. I needed my

afraid I might scream if I

 

vested in me, I hereby relieve you

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