***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.

 

the

 

and soon my baby and I would be on the other side of the

 

my clothes

 

must be mind linking the

 

“And so will the lawyer to deliver the divorce papers. I want you out after we sign

 

a whimper, still

 

the room, slamming the

 

myself, wrapping my arms around my stomach. “W-we’re going to be

 

my little pup growing within me. It was comforting knowing I would not be doing this alone but it was also terrifying.

 

(little bean),” I whisper, forcing back my tears as I

 

and find my phone. The cars all belonged to Christian so I arrange for a taxi to

 

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

 

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

 

of a full moon, Christian took me on a moonlit picnic in the woods.

 

me at my apartment, telling me he needed 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 they all lived for each other… like a large family protecting

 

turn me, 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

 

absolutely perfect. My handsome Alpha asked me to

 

one day I would sit alone in my bedroom, waiting for my husband

 

the door click again, Jordan poking

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

steps forward, presenting the documents he’d prepared for

 

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

 

the papers from his hand and grab a pen, signing every line

 

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

 

I worked, therefore

 

lawyer and he writes a note on a

 

to this account,” he says, tucking

 

pulls out the

 

Natalia, your Alpha has requested that you be stripped of your title and leave this pack

 

cheeks 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 so alone

 

and forcing a tiny smile on my face.

 

look of pity as he places

 

is a 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

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 Vasquez, admit that you have failed to uphold your duty

 

If anything, I had gone above and beyond the call of duty to serve this pack and it was unfair to be

 

don’t matter. I need this rejection before it’s

 

I nearly spit through

 

duties to your Alpha as his Luna

 

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

might scream

 

relieve you of your title and

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