Chapter 2: The Omega's Last Goodbye

Drake's eyes fixed on the documents before turning icily to Elena. Immediately Elena said the words,“ end the mate bond”, Drake felt a little sharp pain within him. He wasn't expecting Elena to be the one to announce it and it seems that he felt their connection was being stripped away, leaving only absence behind.

Elena lifted the cup of her wine glass and her eyes were still locked on Drake's eyes, while she allowed the drink to run slowly down her throat along with her unshed tears. Her hand trembled ever so slightly.

"Happy 26th birthday, Drake Hamilton,” she remarked.

She then dropped the glass cup down on a nearby tray and added, “I’ve informed the police about the drugging incident,” Elena said softly, while still looking straight at Drake. “I'm sure that they wouldn't waste much time unveiling the culprit behind this mess. “Regarding the stunt that you pulled out today, I'm expecting a public apology from you."

Gasping murmurs spread among the assembled pack members.

"After you’ve said you're sorry," Elena continued. "We will retrieve our divorce certificate. From then on, there will be no further connections between us."

The whispers grew into a soft murmur filled with tension and curiosity among the crowd.

"Of course, I once aimed to know if we can go back to the way we used to be." But, Drake, I, Elena Monroe, would never degrade myself to the level of drugging someone merely to keep them. "Had it been that you had any hint of trust in me, you would have pursued the truth and looked for the person who is behind this evil act, rather than lying against me."

“I decided to wait for your recovery because I was afraid that if you remembered everything, you'd resent me for abandoning you at such an early stage of the incident.”

“But at this moment? I have made an effort. “I’ve poured every piece of myself into this. But I’m done stitching together what’s already in ruins. I’ve waited long enough. I won’t waste another moment.” Elena said.

Her eyes remained fixed on Drake. Now, she was cutting the last link, removing her connection with him.

"Therefore, Drake... this time, it's me who is letting you go," Elena added.

Elena dropped the divorce papers into Drake's hand, her eyes were filled with unshed tears and she didn't wait to get any response from Drake. Instead, she turned and walked away.

Marcus followed his friend.

Caught in shocked silence, an elder seized the documents, reading them aloud so that everyone could hear him. "Elena Monroe claims that she will leave Drake Hamilton with nothing and she is even prepared to settle the medical expenses from the two years she was in a coma."

Laughter erupted.

"Is this genuine?" "Could this be yet another of her tricks?" a young she-wolf scoffed. "She has repeated this, stepping out to lure him back once more. Just hold on, she'll return in three days, she pleaded."

" Drake," another man growled, "wrap it all up fast... before she has second thoughts."

Drake grasped the papers tightly in his hands. He ought to have experienced relief. Victory at last. Elena was leaving without asking for a dime from him.

Yet all he could feel was an unsettling emptiness.

Before he could grasp the harsh scent of defeat, a recognizable scent pierced the atmosphere.

It wasn't long before Marcus hurriedly caught up with Elena, when a stylish white car came to a stop in front of the hall. The door opened, and Cassandra came out from the passenger's seat.

Although she was in black shades, her beauty was still undeniable. The nearby unmated wolves moved restlessly. They were attracted to her.

“Elena," Cassandra said calmly, as if nothing had happened that evening.

Cassandra's tone became gentler as she looked at Elena. "I'm the last person to believe that you can descend so low to drug Drake. Hope you've contacted the pack's police, to clear your innocence over this accusation.”

Elena blinked, a harsh laugh slipping from her. So Cassandra is among the few who believed her. Regardless of Cassandra's ulterior intentions.

"I've already done that. The report has been submitted." Elena answered.

"I wish you and Drake all the best," Elena stated.

Cassandra paused, her fingers gripping her gift bag more tightly. "Hold on… has Drake regained his memory?"

Elena nodded slightly. "No." "I have given him exactly what he wanted. At least, I can move on with my life now."

Two voices broke through the tense air, one filled with urgency.

"Cassie!"

Drake forced his way past the crowd. He encircled Cassandra with his arm, his gaze focused on Elena.

Since the drugging event, Cassandra had distanced herself from him. But Drake couldn't bear to lose her. He insisted nothing happened between him and Elena.

"What kind of dress are you putting on?" he snarled, while touching and assessing Cassandra's outfit. "It’s overly exposing." "Come inside."

Cassandra broke free from his arm. She presented the birthday gift that she brought for Drake. "I have a flight to catch, Drake. And a major event is scheduled for tomorrow. "So I will not be staying back for your birthday party."

She smiled softly. "Happy birthday to you, Drake."

Drake tightly held her hand, his face reflecting his desperation. “Stay only this evening. I will take you to the airport by myself in the morning. "This indoor party is only meant for the immediate family."

Elena adjusted her scarf and continued walking.

Cassandra observed Elena as she left without looking back, then turned to Drake. "I am aware of your plans for today." But, Drake, I’m not prepared for it. "I won't accept your marriage proposal because once you start remembering your old memories, you will hold a grudge against me."

Her voice was distinct. "If one day, even after your memory comes back and you still choose me… then I will stay and accept your proposal."

"I hope Elena did not say any negative things to you?" Drake asked.

Drake moved straight to where Elena was standing while waiting for her cab.

Drake pushed Elena's shoulder. Then slap her.

Elena fell to the ground forcefully, her forehead colliding with the stone beside her. Blood started coming out of the wound on her forehead.

Gasping sounds emerged.

"Elena!" "Elena!"

Marcus pushed through the crowd.

Cassandra knelt before Elena, her hands shaking as she supported Elena's head. "Drake, what have you done?"

Marcus snarled softly. "You've completely lost your sanity."

He raised Elena's body with ease.

Elena's gaze was empty. Blood smeared her sight. She remained silent.

Drake's gaze was cold with rage. "Why can't you stop breathing? If you die, I won't have to deal with your annoying face again."

Drake’s smile grew wider. “Pulling an ordinary omega like you away from Atwater Village was the worst mistake I ever made. "Your dad was a rapist, and you’re just as tainted as he was."

The crowd growled louder, but no one moved.

Nobody would risk incurring the anger of the beta's successor.

And Elena stayed still, her blood soaking into the ground. Her mate’s harsh words pierced deeply into her spirit.