***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.

 

things. “I want you out of here within the next hour. I don’t care where you go or what you do. Just get out

 

baby and I would be on the other side of the country

 

stuffs my clothes into the bag

 

must be mind

 

will be here soon to complete the rejection ceremony,” he says as he walks towards the door. “And so will the lawyer to deliver the divorce papers. I want you out after we sign the papers,

 

whimper, still pretending to be hurt by

 

slamming the door shut as he

 

to myself, wrapping my arms

 

could feel my little pup growing within me. It was comforting knowing I would not be doing

 

whisper, forcing back my tears

 

the floor and find my phone. The cars all belonged to Christian

 

helplessly fidget with my Luna and wedding rings, reminiscing the joy I once felt being a part of

 

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

 

of a full moon, Christian took me on a moonlit picnic in the woods. Things took an unexpected turn

 

me, that he couldn’t breathe without me and I couldn’t deny it. I was attracted to him in more ways than I could explain. He was patient back then, allowing me to adjust to the strange world he came from and teaching me the ways of pack life. I thought it was beautiful the way

 

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 my request. I was marked that

 

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

 

up my life would become? That one day I would sit alone

 

again, Jordan poking his

 

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

 

hands. The hallway seems longer than normal but I walk briskly to the office where I find Christian, the elders,

 

on her feet uncomfortably and I decide not to spare her another look, focusing my attention on the man

 

presenting the documents he’d prepared

 

assets be divided evenly. Pack assets of course will remain his, but

 

I take the papers from

 

my best to keep my voice from trembling. “I only want my bank accounts

 

earned a monthly stipend for helping run the pack. I worked, therefore I had every right to

 

lawyer and he writes a note on a piece

 

the week to this account,” he says, tucking

 

pulls out the pack tablet and a

 

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

 

I turn to Christian and the boys. Derek can’t seem to look at me and

 

and forcing a tiny smile on

 

of pity as he places the pack tablet in front of

 

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

first hand over your title back to the Silver Crest pack,” he says, motioning for me to raise my hand in the air. “Do you, Natalia

 

anything, I had gone above and beyond the call

 

feelings don’t matter. I need this rejection before

 

I nearly spit through

 

to uphold your duties to your Alpha as his

 

at Christian. He knew who the real failure was. But I swallow my pride and bite my tongue. I needed my freedom more

I whisper, afraid I might scream if I spoke

 

I hereby relieve you of your title and duties to

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