Chapter 6

 “Natalie, come to bed.” Kian stood at my doorway, his arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face.

“I’m in bed already.” I pulled the covers to my chest and turned my back to the door.

Just because he took my luggage didn’t mean that I would now share a bed with him. After two years of constantly asking for us to share a room, I was no longer interested.

The soft click of the lock as he left the room made me breathe a sigh of relief. Kian was a headstrong man so I had thought he would continue to pester me. Thankfully, he left. Tomorrow, Aaron would come over and I could get this mess sorted.

I had a fitful sleep. In every dream, there was a large black wolf with freakish grey eyes chasing me as I fled with my heart in my throat. When I woke up the next morning, my body hurt from tossing and turning all night.

“Good morning,” Kian greeted me at the dining room the next morning.

I stopped, wondering what exactly he was doing here. It was past nine already. He always left the house before I woke up both on weekdays and weekends. Kian was a workaholic who only spent a negligible amount of time at home. Yet, today, he was in the dining hall, in a white linen shirt and his hair tousled.

“Did the office burn down?” I asked, hesitating to take a seat.

“Is that your prayer?” He sneered back. “Sit. Eat.”

I was hungry after skipping dinner so I took a seat and started to dish out a meal for myself.

“About the divorce,” I started once I had food on my plate. “If it’s your property you’re worried about, then I can assure you that I don’t want anything of yours.”

“Stop.” He growled at me. “Stop mentioning that word.”

“There’s no helping it,” I pretended to be calm while my heart raced in anger. “I already contacted my lawyer. You can’t keep me here forever.”

“Where would you go?” He asked in a low tone, dropping his fork.

“Anywhere. I would go quite literally anywhere far from this pack.”

“Natalie, in this world, we only have each other.” His words sounded like a warming. “There is no place for you away from my side.”

“I must be so useless in your eyes,” I laughed to myself. “What do you take me for? Wait, don’t answer that. Yes, I am a stupid girl who only ever cared about your attention but do you really think that my world is limited to you? You think my life revolves around you or what?”

“Does it not?” He raised a brow.

“Fuck you, Kian!” I threw my fork, losing both my temper and my appetite. “Fuck you and that nasty ego of yours.”

“Is that it?” He remained unfazed. “Is it sexual frustration? I never thought of it but it’s been two years. It must have been difficult for you.”

The chair scrapped against the floor loudly as I pushed out of my seat. The anger tightening my chest would make me do something foolish. I couldn’t stand to be in the same room as this arrogant prick so I went back to my room.

“What are you doing?” I stopped in front of my widely ajar door to see a group of men.

“Good morning, Luna,” they greeted without bothering to look at me.

“I asked what you’re doing.”

It was clear what they were doing but it didn’t make any sense to me. I could see it with my eyes but couldn’t make any sense of it in my mind.

“I asked them to take out the bed since you insisted on being stubborn.”

“You’re joking.” I turned back to the men who were dismantling my bed frame having taken out the mattress. “Kian, you’re taking things too far.”

“Am I?” He coked his head to the side. “You’re the one threatening to ruin our lives and I am the one taking things too far?”

“Do you think this will stop me?” I laughed, the sound crazed and uncontrolled. “There are thirteen rooms in this house. Are you going to take out all the beds?”

“Take out all the beds in the empty rooms,” he ordered the workers. “Let me know when you’re done.”

“Y – yes Alpha.” There was a stuttered chorus amongst the men who shared a look of curiosity and disbelief.

“Then I’ll just sleep on the floor!” I shouted. “No, what the heck am I saying? I’m leaving you. Throw out everything you want in this house, it has nothing to do with me!”

“Natalie,” Kian stopped in front of me. “See this mark.” His hand reached for me faster than I could react.

With one hand around my waist, the other hand touched the mark on my neck. I hissed as a strange sensation passed through me like a bolt of electricity and a bucket of ice water at the same time.

“This means that you belong to me,” he smiled, the corners of his lips rising in a smile that didn’t get anywhere close to his eyes.

“Nat?” I heard a familiar voice call from downstairs. “I’m here.”

“Aaron!” I wrenched away from Kian’s grip and hurried downstairs to greet Aaron. “You’re just in time. Get me out of this bondage.”

“Is this him?” Kian, who had followed behind me without my knowledge, spoke from right behind me. “Is this the asshole who convinced you to divorce me?”

“Kian, it’s been a while,” Aaron held out a hand to Kian.

“Is this him, Natalie?” Kian ignored Aaron’s outstretched hands.

“Aaron is my lawyer.” I moved away from him to stand beside Aaron. “I’m sure you know it. Aaron’s very good at his job so you better let me go now while I’m still being generous before I decide I want half of everything you own.” I crossed my arms in a haughty stance.

“Aaron Pierce,” Kian said, “Are you having an affair with my mate?”