Reject her

Kiki

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Looking at my already packed bag I don’t even know where the fuck to go, I don’t really have a good relationship with my mother because I chose to go against her god… the moon goddess. The only person that will accommodate and has the ability to keep Dan away from me was my big sister.

I stared at my phone like it was some kind of venomous snake.

Call her, don’t call her. Call her, don’t… ugh.

After about thirty minutes of pacing and swearing at myself, I finally hit “dial.”

“Hello?” came that soft, commanding voice I hadn’t heard in months. My sister.

Luna Stella of the Southern Pack. My perfect, bossy, terrifying sister.

“Stella,” I said, trying to sound casual and failing miserably. “Hey… uh, it’s me.”

“Kiki? Oh, Moon. What did you do this time?”

See? That tone right there. Judgment mixed with affection. The kind of voice that made me want to confess and punch a pillow at the same time.

“I didn’t do anything,” I said quickly. “I just… wanted to come stay with you for a bit.”

A pause. A long one. I could practically hear her raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow through the phone.

“You? Stay with me? Voluntarily? Did Dan finally cheat or die?”

I bit my lip. “…the first one.”

“Oh, that useless man!” she snapped so loudly I almost dropped the phone. “I knew it! I told you he wasn’t reliable! But nooo, you said love conquers all. You even called me crazy for letting the Moon Goddess choose my mate!”

I sighed, dragging a hand down my face. “Stella, this isn’t the time to say I told you so.”

She laughed. “Oh, it absolutely is.” Then her tone softened. “Alright, tell me everything.”

So I did.

The fated mate. The silence. The betrayal. The Moon Goddess probably giggling somewhere while my life fell apart.

When I said I wanted a divorce, she didn’t gasp or panic like I expected.

Instead, she said, “Good. About time. Now listen if you’ve really made up your mind, pack your bags. You’re coming here.”

“I already did,” I muttered, glancing at the half-zipped bag by the door.

“That’s my girl. I’ll send someone to pick you up. You’ll be safe here, Dan’s pack wouldn’t dare step foot on Southern territory.”

Her voice turned sly. “And Kiki… bring comfortable clothes. My husband’s Beta is single, and the last time I checked, he’s allergic to heartbreak and attracted to trouble.”

I choked on my own breath. “Stella!”

“What? You need distraction. Also, revenge looks better with lipstick and new company.”

Despite myself, I laughed that bitter, shaky kind of laugh that comes after too many tears. “You’re still insane.”

“Correction,” she said smugly. “I’m happily mated and emotionally stable. Unlike you, disaster child.”

“Wow, love that for me,” I deadpanned. “You’re really lifting my spirits.”

She chuckled. “Good. Be ready by morning. I’ll handle the rest.”

The line clicked dead, leaving me staring at my reflection in the dark screen.

For the first time in days, I felt something other than pain a tiny spark of relief. A promise of escape.

Maybe the Moon Goddess wasn’t laughing anymore. Maybe she was watching waiting to see what I’d do next.

“Well, Goddess,” I whispered. “Watch closely. I’m not done yet.”

I made an arrangements to meet Dan to dissolve our bond, since he never picked up my calls.

The Beta said Dan was still at the hospital.

So i went there myself.

When i reached the pack hospital, my heart twisted.

The Luna Ward, the one that once belonged to me now had a new name on the door.

Rita. Like what the actual fuck… I was still married to him, why will he do this.

I stared at it for a long moment, my smile trembling, bitter and sharp.

“The Luna Ward, huh?” I muttered. “Guess they replaced the title faster than they replaced the sheets.”

Inside, i saw Dan sitting by Rita’s bedside, holding her hand like it was the most sacred thing in the world.

I swallowed the scream clawing its way up her throat.

I turned to leave before he could notice me.

But just as she reached the door, Dan’s voice broke the air quiet, stunned.

“Kiki?”

She didn’t turn around.

“Don’t worry,” i said, voice steady but shaking inside. “I won’t stay long. Just came to return what’s yours.”

I slipped the small gold ring the one that used to mean forever on the table beside him.

Dan’s grabbed my hand as he stand up and said “I can’t lose you, Kiki. I love you. Please don’t make this harder.”

He looked so damn sincere. Like the kind of man who could cheat, lie, and still make you want to bake him cookies.

“Then prove it,” I said. My voice was calm, deadly calm. “Reject her. Right here, right now.”

His eyes widened. “Kiki—”

“No,” I snapped. “You said you’re only taking care of her because of the bond, right? Then reject her. If you do that, I’ll give you another chance.”

He blinked at me like I’d just asked him to burn down his own house.

“Don’t look at me like that,” I added, crossing my arms. “I already checked with the doctor. She won’t die from it. She’s fine, healthy, and full of manipulative energy.”

Silence. The kind of silence that makes your ears ring.

Dan turned slowly toward Rita, who sat on the hospital bed looking like a saint who’d lost her halo. His jaw was tight, his eyes burning with something I couldn’t name guilt, maybe fear.

“Rita…” he began, his voice rough.

She looked up at him with those big, watery eyes. And I swear, if she pulled out a violin, I would’ve thrown it out the window.

Then… the drama of all dramas she dropped to her knees.

“Please, Dan,” she sobbed, clutching his hands like her life depended on it. “Please don’t reject me! I can’t lose you!”

I rolled my eyes. “Oh, give me a break—”

Then she screamed it.

“I’m pregnant!”

The room froze. Like actual froze because I can’t feel myself moving.

Even my brain just… stopped working.

Dan stared at her like someone had punched the air out of his chest. “What?” he whispered.

I blinked, then laughed the kind of laugh that sounds more like a breakdown. “Of course you are. Of course you are! Wow, the Moon Goddess is really working overtime, huh?”

Dan turned to me, pale as a ghost. “Kiki, I swear, I didn’t—”

“Save it,” I cut in, my voice trembling now. “You didn’t what? You didn’t plan it? You didn’t mean to betray me? You didn’t mean to get your mate pregnant two weeks after she arrived?”

Every damn thing happening in my life feels so cliche… it was like those crazy books you read on W******l that you can already predict what will happen next.

So imagining the next scene of Dan feeling so guilty that he falls for his innocent mate and will be like it not you… it me~~~~

Gosh I can’t do this…. They both make me want to throw up.