HAILEY

“Hailey, please get out of my house!” Argon said in a dangerously low tone.

“But I didn't do it, Argon!” I pleaded for the nth time, but Argon wouldn't listen. He seemed like a completely different man, not the usual cool and calm Argon I had fallen in love with. His eyes glowed, and his wolf growled at me like I weren't his mate.

I tried explaining myself, but it all fell on deaf ears. I tried to stop him as he grabbed my things and began throwing them downstairs but all my efforts were futile.

I fell to my knees, holding onto his ankle, but Argon kicked me away from him.

“Take your things and get out, you shameless slut,” he cursed as he watched me crumble to the ground.

The more I pleaded with him, the more it made me look like a fool. I know nothing about his accusations, yet, I've been begging for two full days before he finally decided to throw my things out. I struggled to get on my feet and dust my dress.

“I'll leave if that'll make you happy,” I said, staring into his eyes, expecting the slightest pity but all I could see was rage. I left his presence and walked downstairs, picking up my suitcase and duffel bag he had hurled downstairs, thankfully, the tires of the suitcase were fine.

“Don't keep me waiting,” he scolded from behind me and I immediately rolled my bag out of the house. I gazed back one last time, but Argon slammed the door shut like I was some plague he wanted gone.

“Where do I go from here?” I wondered in silence. I had been accused of sleeping with his father, Alpha Grant so I could become the Luna. All my efforts to convince Argon that it was a blackmail went down the drain as he chose to cling blindly to the rumors rather than believe me.

I wouldn't allow this to affect me, for my name still remains Hailey Forge. Although I was a Gamma wolf, I had some of the best fighting skills and techniques any male wolf would possess. As a young girl brought up in a family where skills and power is all that mattered, I was forced to train with the Beta and young Alpha wolves. Unlike other girls, being strong and powerful didn't make me ugly, instead it added to my beauty as a woman, giving me curves that could make a man weak in the knees.

Alongside my skills, my beauty was another thing that gave me victory on the battleground. When I came of age, the moon goddess choose my mate to be the soon-to-be Alpha, Argon, son of Alpha Grant of the Wolf Shade Pack whom I had silently prayed to be mine since I was fourteen.

In one word, Argon Grant was an adorable playboy. He had everything he wanted from girls to wealth and it was all thanks to his good looks and his position in the pack. Ever since we were young, Argon had been wary of me; he had always seen me as competition, and on countless occasions, he had failed to defeat me. While I find this cute, Argon stayed clear off my zone. When he gets linked up as my mate, he is petrified and I had thought he would reject me, but he didn't.

A claiming ceremony was held and he claimed me as his Luna-to-be promising to live in peace and happily ever after. For three years after marriage, he had treated me like thrash and only warmed up to me in the presence of the Alpha and the elders. He always found fault with everything I did and would beat me up, causing me to lose two pregnancies, and Bane, my wolf, went mute after that. Even while we mated, he would tie my hands and legs, beat me until I was weak, and then forcefully have his way.

The morning that came met me with bruises and pain he forced me to cover up with clothes. Despite all these, I had made sure to keep my mouth shut, I didn’t want anyone interfering in my marriage and I didn’t want to piss him off further. After everything I had gone through, he decided to throw me out of the house without a second thought, even after I once caught him and my sister in a compromising situation two days ago. I had forgiven him and even apologized to my sister blaming it on alcohol even when I knew it wasn't. He was my man afterall, so I gave him the benefit of doubt.

“He would have never tried to rape you if he was in his right senses, please forgive him,” I pleaded with Ava.

When I confronted Argon about his dirty act, he shut me up with the claim that I had slept with his father. I didn't know what to feel or think, but I desperately wanted to see him kneel and bow before me, pleading for mercy.

I didn't crave his warmth or his heavenly kiss that once gave me tingling sensations anymore, nor did I crave his manhood, despite pain that spelled hunger and desire, all I wanted was to see him submit at my feet.

Maybe I should have listen to my sister, Ava after that incident. She had earlier told me countless time he wasn't someone worth my love or trust, but like they say, love is blind.

As I walked through the dusty streets of Wolf Shade Pack, I could feel the eyes of passersby on me. Some whispered in silence, pitying me while some openly mocked me, it wasn't like I care anyways.

Without having where to go, I decided to spend the night at the nearest inn. Even when morning came, I had no where to go. The cozy bed did nothing to numb the lingering pain in my heart as I spent the cold nights calling out to Bane multiple times without getting a reply.

It was then it became clear to me that I was really on my own. After being stuck in the inn for two days, I decided to go out for a drink. The bar was just a few meters away from the inn and I just needed to clear my head and think of ways to carry out my plan and revenge on Argon.

I grabbed the bottle of vodka from the bartender and gulped an amount considered too much into my throat. My throat burned but not as much as the hole Argon left in my heart. The bartender could only stared at me with eyes and mouth wide opened, he knew how ruthless I could be and wouldn't want to incur my wrath. The men in the room all moved away from me with the fear that my power would increase with the alcohol. Getting drunk was quite a problem when you're resistant to alcohol, but that was what I needed right now, to be drunk and it doesn't matter how much alcohol I have to consume.

After gulping down bottles of different liquors, the alcohol was finally taking its toll on me. I didn't stop or perhaps I couldn't, I kept growling and howling causing the already scared men to flee the bar, including the bartender. I stood up from my seat and staggered; everywhere was quite. I lost control of my body, turned and walked towards the shelf, bringing down the wines and gulping them one after the other.

“Hailey!” A masculine voice called out. It had a certain sound effect that made me shiver and I felt the blue of my eyes that was long gone return. The wine bottles fell from my hand and crashed to the floor and I staggered as I turned to face then direction of the voice. My vision was blur and hazy and I couldn't seem to catch the face, before I could move further, a net was thrown over me. The black wolves moved closer to me as I struggled to get out of the net, but all to no avail.

“Bring her to me,” the voice instructed and left the room.