Trista’s POV
“He’ll reconsider, I know he will,” Hazel said.
Hazel and her dad, Beta Jack, walked with me to meet Liam at the elders on Monday morning.
“You’ve been a good Luna, Trista,” Jack assured me. “There’s no reason for him to divorce you.”
We got to the elders but Liam wasn’t there yet. I hadn’t seen him since he told me he wanted the divorce.
The elders instructed us to take a seat and wait.
“Do you know where he’s been staying?” I asked Jack. Jack shook his head.
“But it looks like you can ask him yourself, because here he is,” Jack said.
Sure enough, Liam had entered the room…with another woman on his arm!!!
I blinked in disbelief. Another woman? But who?
“Trista,” he said snidely. “Meet the NEW Luna, Lucy.”
New Luna? But we weren’t even divorced yet! I squinted, trying to make out the woman’s face. But I couldn’t see her clearly. They took their seats across from us. The elders stood. The woman looked at me smugly. Was she…was she the reason he wanted a divorce?
“We are ready to hear your case,” the elders told Liam. Liam wasted no time with formalities.
“I have come here today to initiate a rejection.”
“Have you asked for a divorce?” one of the elders asked.
“Yes, but Trista will not sign the divorce papers. This is the only way now.” Liam’s tone was blunt.
Hazel squeezed my hand. His words stung. He was making it sound like this was my fault! All I wanted to do was stay married! Was that so wrong?
“I have come on Trista’s behalf,” Jack said, stepping forward.
“You may speak on Trista’s behalf, Beta Jack,” the elders said. Liam shot Jack a nasty look. Jack ignored it. “I feel that Liam is making a mistake,” Jack said. “Trista has done nothing wrong.”
“Nothing wrong?” the woman, Lucy, blurted out. She stood up. “Her wolf is blind! And she’s pretty much blind too. She hasn’t provided Liam with any heirs. He tried to be kind and offer her a divorce. But she wouldn’t accept it!”
“And who are you?” the elders asked.
“I am Omega Lucy, of Red Moon Pack,” she said boldly.
Omega? So it was true! Liam was leaving me for an omega? This just kept getting worse. “Liam and I are in love,” she continued. “We have been for years.”
For years? I felt like I couldn’t take any more. This was too much…
“If not for his marriage to Trista, we would have been together years ago. I am here on Liam’s behalf. He doesn’t love her. He loves me. He wants me to be the new Luna.”
I could hear the hate in her voice. She despised me. But why? I didn’t even know her.
“I see,” the elders sighed. “Alpha Liam, is this true?”
“Yes,” Liam said. “The Alpha of the Red Moon pack has been abusing her. She isn’t safe there anymore. I love her and I want her to be my Luna. She will be a strong Luna for this pack.”“Even so,” Jack said, glaring at Lucy, “I urge Liam to reconsider. Our pack already has a strong Luna. Trista.”
The elders were silent for a moment. I held my breath. Then one of them spoke in a calm, steady voice.
“We agree,” he said. “Trista has been a strong Luna for this pack. We too urge you to reconsider.”
“I have given this a lot of thought,” Liam said. “I do not love Trista. I am adamant. If she won’t sign the divorce papers, then I will initiate the vow of rejection alone.”
Clearly, he wasn’t going to change his mind. Lucy flashed me a smile of victory. I hung my head. She had won. It was over. He was going to reject me.
Liam opened his mouth to begin the rejection, but I cut him off.
“There’s no need to initiate a rejection,” I said calmly. “You clearly want to be with this other woman, and you’re not going to change your mind. Your wolf will be weakened if you do this and I don’t want to put the pack at risk. I will protect our pack as my last act as Luna. I accept your divorce.”
Hazel gasped beside me. She pulled me aside.
“Are you nuts?” she asked. “What are you doing? You’ll be a rejected Luna! You’ll have to leave our pack! You’ll be exiled as a rogue, Trista.”
I appreciated her concern, but the past few days had been mental torture. I was exhausted. I couldn’t take it anymore. I just wanted it to be over and I told her that.
“Beside,” I smiled weakly. “Rogue life isn’t so hard anymore. I can return to human society. I lived with humans all through college. I have experience. It’s not so bad.”
“No Trista,” she said, her eyes wide. I could see tears forming. “I’ll be okay,” I assured her. “I have no family here anyway.” It was true. My mother died when I was young and my father left two years ago because of the illness. “If I lose Liam, my husband, there’s nothing left for me here. What’s the point in staying?”
“Luna Trista?” the elders asked. “Is that your final decision?” I nodded at Hazel and walked back to the table.
“Yes,” I said, lifting my chin and blinking back the tears. I felt the moisture on the lenses of my glasses. No way I was going to let them see me cry. “I, Trista Moonlar, accept Alpha Liam Stonewood’s rejection.”
Trista’s POV I had to admit, the fact that Liam’s father had gone to council meeting DID seem like he was up to something. But challenging Liam for his power? I felt like Hazel was jumping to conclusions. And it was only feeding Liam’s anger. Liam took Hazel’s words to heart. His face contorted into a look of anger.“If he’s here to try to take my pack away from me,” Liam seethed. “I swear to the Moon Goddess, I’ll challenge him to an alpha fight myself. This is MY pack. He better back off, or he’ll wish he had.” Liam stood up from the table abruptly and went to the window, his back turned to us. He was silent, but both Hazel and I knew that he was upset. Anger wasn’t going to help us get to the bottom of this. We needed to keep a level head.“Liam,” I said softly. “Please, just take a moment and calm down. We don’t know anything for sure at this point. We need to think about why this is happening." "But that’s the problem, Tris
Trista’s POV “Mama?” I opened my eyes and squinted. Billy and Belle were standing at the door, holding hands. The sun was streaming in through the window. I felt groggy. What time was it? I rolled over and glanced at my clock. 11:00am? How had I slept that long? Oh my goodness. How long had Billy and Belle been awake? They must be starving by now. Hazel and I had stayed up really late chatting. It had felt so good, finally telling her all the things I’d been keeping bottled up inside of me. I knew I could trust her, and she’d listened patiently, reassuring me that everything was going to be okay. When I’d finally gone to bed, I’d fallen asleep right away. It had been a deep sleep, undisturbed by the nightmares that had been plaguing me. Nightmares of a white beast, being hunted and stabbed by a group of men, all of them with Carlos’ face. I’d been waking up every night, cover
Trista’s POV Hazel was deep in thought, clearly trying to collect her thoughts. I gave her time to think before she spoke. “Don’t you think it’s strange that Felicity and Sven just randomly appeared, out of nowhere, completely unannounced and demanded to see all the old contracts?” Hazel asked. “Yes,” I replied. “It felt like a sudden decision, to clean up all the old contracts.” “And at the same time that Carlos just suddenly appears at our pack?” Hazel asked. I paused. I was starting to connect the dots, just like Hazel. There was definitely something strange going on here.“That does seem like a coincidence,” I told her. “Too much of a coincidence if you ask me,” she said, shaking her head. “What are you saying?” I asked. “I think they might be linked,” she replied. “The old contracts and Carlos’ sudden appearance.” I thought about this for a moment. It did make sense. F
Trista’s POV After Hazel and I put Billy and Belle to bed, we went and sat outside with a glass of wine. “Thanks for letting me stay here,” Hazel sighed. “Carlos had taken over my room. I can’t even stand the thought of sharing a room with him. He’s such an asshole.” “He sure is,” I agreed. The night air was cool and still. Sounds of other people laughing and chatting echoed through the pack. It was a familiar sound to me, night at the pack. I realized that I’d missed it all these years. There was something special about the pack at night, an easiness and calmness that came from being far away from the lights and sounds of the city. “You can reject him,” I told her. She took a long sip of her wine and sighed heavily. “It’s not that easy,” she replied. “Rejections never are, but you deserve better. You can reject him and divorce him. I know you think you’re doing the honorable thing by staying married to him. Tr
Trista’s POV After a long afternoon of playing pretend, I went back to my guest house to cook the children dinner. I was riddled with anxiety, but I didn’t want to bring it into the house. I just wanted to have a nice, calm, relaxing dinner with Billy and Belle and try to forget about all the stress I had swelling up inside of me. Billy and Belle sat at the kitchen table, peeling garlic for me. It was a tedious task, and one I always chose for them since it kept them busy while I cooked. “Mama,” Billy said. “Belle got more cloves to peel than me.” I flashed him a smile and set down some more cloves of garlic. It was way more than I needed, but they loved peeling the frail skin off the cloves. I chopped carrots for the stew I was making and felt myself relaxing a bit. Cooking for my children was something I always enjoyed. And they’d been eating so many sweets, thanks to Felicity, so I was happy to make them a nice, nutritious dinn
Trista’s POV For a few minutes, I didn’t say anything as I processed what I’d just learned. I felt dismayed knowing that both Sven and Alpha Lemone had been in business together and were both involved with Blue Orchid. It felt like almost too much to deal with at the time, and I didn’t want to argue anymore. I was starting to feel emotionally drained, and I wanted to see my children. So I politely excused myself and went out to the playground to find Billy and Belle. Belle was sitting quietly on a grassy patch making a crown out of flowers. She still didn’t have the strength to climb the ropes the way that Billy did. I smiled when I saw them, my beautiful babes. Everything I had done in the past five years had been for them, to give them a nice, stable life. But now here we were, at Blue Moon Crescent Pack, hiding out from dangerous men. I still didn’t know why Johnson was lurking outside the pack borders. Just as I didn’t know if he was hur