***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.

 

“I want you out of here within the next hour. I don’t

 

being set free and soon my baby and I would be on the other side of the country where we would be living out our

 

over as he stuffs my clothes into the bag and tosses it

 

mind linking

 

ceremony,” he says as he walks towards the door. “And so will the lawyer to deliver the divorce papers. I want

 

whimper, still pretending to be hurt

 

of the room, slamming the door shut as

 

wrapping my arms around my stomach. “W-we’re

 

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 was also terrifying. It

 

(little bean),” I whisper, forcing back my tears as I caress my belly. “But it’s okay. We don’t need

 

cars all belonged to Christian so I arrange for a

 

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

 

frightened the day Christian showed me 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

 

I 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

 

to him in more ways than I could explain. He was patient back then, allowing me to adjust to the

 

I refused. I loved that 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, Christian realized he wanted me more and gave in to

 

learn my duties as Luna, mastering the art of de-escalation at pack and Alpha meetings, studying pack laws and even completing warrior training to defend myself. My Luna ceremony was absolutely perfect. My handsome Alpha asked me to lead this pack with him before all its members and I accepted the responsibility. He proposed that day and I had never

 

would become? That one day I would sit alone in my bedroom, waiting for my husband to divorce me

 

the door click again, Jordan poking

 

Alpha requests your presence, Luna,” he says curtly, closing the door without so

 

seems longer than normal but I walk briskly to the office where I

 

her feet uncomfortably and I decide not to spare her another look, focusing my attention on the man who broke my heart. I hold my head up high as I reach the center of the room and

 

steps forward, presenting the documents

 

that all your assets be divided evenly. Pack assets of course will remain

 

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

 

keep everything,” I mutter, trying my best to keep my voice from trembling. “I only want

 

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

 

he writes a note on a piece of paper which he

 

money will be transferred by the end of the week to this account,”

 

out the

 

requested that you be stripped of your title and leave this pack immediately. Do you have

 

can’t seem to look at me and Jordan stares blankly at his hands.

 

and forcing a tiny smile on my face. “No,

 

gives me a look of pity as

 

large black piece of obsidian with wolf carvings engraved on the face of the stone and a small hole in the center. The tablet was used to initiate new members and give titles to existing members. It was the very

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

 

Ever. If anything, I had gone above and beyond the

 

matter. I need this rejection before

 

nearly spit

 

accept that you have failed to uphold your duties to your Alpha as his Luna

 

But I swallow my pride and bite my tongue. I needed my freedom more than

might scream if I

 

the power vested in me, I hereby relieve you of your title and

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