No longer A Slave to My Alpha

KatherineThey said having a partner makes everything beautiful and that marriage was a blessing, but it was not the case with mine.My life only felt more empty and hollow as the days went by, now three years since I got married to Conrad.He never did anything that made me feel like his wife, or showed any care to me. The three years that I had lived with him, the thing that was a constant in my life was sadness. And it only got worse. Bringing my mind back to reality with the burning smell of the curry sauce, I turned the cooker off.Without wasting any more time, I cleaned up the kitchen and served the food on the dinning. My husband Conrad was not back yet, though I wished he could walk right in and join me for dinner. He never did. I picked up my phone and tried calling him to know how soon he would be back. But paused on a second thought. He had told me one time to not call him if there was nothing serious that I wanted to say, which was exactly why I did not go on. Left

KatherineAs I spoke to Aiden, my father's beta, waiting to hear my father's verdict at the small restaurant downtown which he made us go to, my heart was in my throat.I knew that I had been framed and even though I was yet to find out who was responsible, I knew that it was only a matter of time before the person showed his or her hand and going back to the pack was very dangerous."Your father has said that he would not force you to come back if you are not ready to but the only option he has is for you to become the general manager of the pack business, Imperial group." Aiden said and when he looked at me, I see that there was something that he had not said."I don't have a choice in the matter, do I?" I asked and when he nodded, my entire body froze."What is he going to do if I don't take up this position that he has asked of me."Aiden's face was serious as he looked at me before he answered"He will attack the Shadow pack."Swallowing hard, I nodded, letting him know that I h

Conrad"This will probably be the last time you see me as your wife. The next time we will meet, even though I would rather eat broken glass than see you, it will be as strangers. You don't deserve me. Not your pack. Not your family and certainly not you, most of all. I hope that you find whatever you are looking for." Katherine said, her grey eyes cutting deep into me and for the very first time as she looked at me, I saw hatred. Intense hatred.Not once in three years even after everything I had done to her had her eyes ever looked this cold.But as her eyes looked like swirls of storm and as she turned her back on me, I knew that she would never beg me to love her again. That she was indeed done with the marriage.It stunned me into silence and I did not even realize that I had started moving towards the stairs after her until someone held my hand and when I tried to pull away, Clara sobbed.Angry, I dragged her out of the house towards where my car was as she kept crying."Stop it

KatherineI stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself hours later. I was staring at a shadow of myself. Eyes red rimmed from crying, mascara stained cheek and that blank stare. They did this to me. Conrad, his mother, Clara and every last one of them, contributed to this. A wave of hate and anger coursed through me at the thought. I embraced it. Anger was good, better than the hurt I had felt.Thinking about Conrad, I sat down heavily on the bed, staring at the wall unseeingly. Why did I not hate him as much as I wanted to? Why was there a part of me that felt sad when the look of pain crossed his face and why did I feel that twinge of happiness when I saw him? My feelings were all messed up. Exhausted physically and emotionally, I stretched on my bed and drifted off to sleep.I woke with a start. It was pitch black outside, morning already. I felt restless . My wolf growled. She definitely needed some fresh air. Putting on my favorite joggers and a pair of sneakers, I grabb

At that point, their words and laughter really meant nothing to me, nor did it affect me in the slightest way possible. It was already blatantly obvious that Conrad's mother had invited Clara over for the purpose of taunting me, however I had no intentions to succumb to their games. I wasn't the little girl who wept over such puerile commentaries and games, I had grown out of my juvenile mentality.I had taken solace in my room after the drama downstairs, I intended to ignore their existence as much as possible, and I was going to do just that. As a newly enacted manager of the red moon pack, I certainly had work to do, but the moving of houses had me occupied most of the time.I settled beside my study table and opened up my laptop. I had received prior notification from Aiden that some documents had been sent to my mail, and I had to verify them and send information back to him. It was exactly what I was going to do. Why would I ever waste my time worrying about bitter entities who