Turns out I was right to worry. Getting a divorce form is not easy. I went online to search, and the only way to get the council to send a form was to contact one of their messengers. Which seems easy, but the messengers don’t bother with divorce forms. They know it’s a tireless thing, and getting one to reply is difficult.
I’d need to know someone who can talk to one for me.
Normally, getting a divorce shouldn’t be hard. For humans, that is. As for us wolves, the council decides whether or not you get separated. You’d need to convince them. I think they make the whole process tiring, so you don’t go through with it.
Sighing, I zipped up my dress. Matthias’s mother should know someone. I’ll contact her after tonight. I won’t tell her it’s for a divorce, she might not agree to call her contact. The weird thing is, his parents love me. They actually love me. They think I’m wonderful and just the right person for their son.
If only he felt the same.
I can’t ponder what he feels anymore. He’s made it clear for three years, it’s about time I listened. My knees still ache from yesterday’s punishment, but I’ve taken some pain medicine. My only thought is getting divorced. I just need that form to kick start everything.
Mr and Mrs Crowe will be at the party tonight. This event is a full moon ball. One of the council members is making an appearance after being away for almost three years. Matthias has been ranting about him. Saying that I needed to get my act together, drop the lies, and focus on making him look good tonight.
If I can do that, he’ll be able to get in good with the council member. The werewolf council is made up of the strongest, most powerful wolves in the region. They rarely invite anyone to join them.
The alpha attending this party is one of the rare occasions. He’s been a member for years, and according to Matthias, he’s the only one the council members invited. They didn’t vote him in, they invited him. Which is high praise for any alpha. It means the werewolf council sees you, they value you, and they need you in their seat.
I don’t know the alpha’s name, but he’s a big deal. So much that Matthias seems nervous, and I’ve never seen him nervous. He even asked my parents not to attend. They said yes for whatever reason.
I let out another long, drawn sigh. I checked myself out in the long-standing mirror. There was no happiness, no light, nothing in my eyes. Just empty tiredness.
My bedroom door moves to the side, and from the mirror I can see Matthias. I swallowed hard. He’s too good-looking to be such a jerk to me. His black hair was tightly pulled back, giving him a more elegant look. His fitted body was pressed into a navy blue suit that matched the color of my dress.
He had on a silver watch and black, clean shoes that reflected all around it.
“What’s taking you so long? We can’t be late.”
I didn’t say anything to him. That handsome face was the man I loved, but he never looked at me the same way. What’s the point of a one-sided love?
I expelled a breath and turned around. Grabbing my purse off the nearby surface, and made my way to him. I walked past him, only to have him grab onto my elbow.
“Take the bandage off,” his tone was low.
“Unless you want everyone to see the bruise on my wrist, I can’t do that.”
I didn’t look at him, my eyes were forward while he thought about whether to listen to me or not.
He eventually chose to let me keep the bandage on, and we exited the house together. In the car ride, the silence was suffocating. I tried my best not to remember that the father of my unborn child had made me kneel for twelve hours. Facing the picture of his true love. It’s hard to keep that memory away. But I need to speak to his mother, and he needs to woo the council member, so I need to bite back the pain and sadness.
“When we arrive, stay close to me. This man prioritizes a good image, and he respects pack leaders who have their shit together. If you even so much as say something stupid, you’re going to find out real quick just how mean I can get.”
“Uh-huh,” I replied.
“I need a confirmation that you understand, don’t piss me off.”
I exhaled. “I understand, Matthias. I won’t say anything to embarrass you.”
“Good.”
The car came to a slow stop, and I could hear live music coming from the building where the party was happening. This is the first time Matthias has held a full moon ball. He’s on edge. I could be understanding to people who deserve it, and right now, I’m heartbroken, and I don’t feel like understanding.
But I have to endure.
We stepped out together and were immediately hit with flashing lights. Matthias smiled and waved. I put up my best smile, waving my hands back and forth. To the media, to those who don’t know, we’re the perfect couple. They make comments about how much we love each other.
Matthias kisses my cheek and watches as the paparazzi go wild. Taking more and more pictures. We entered the main hall and had a small moment of peace before encountering the people at the ball.
As the alpha leader of the Moonveil pack and the one hosting tonight’s events, Matthias had to go around exchanging pleasantries with everyone. I said nothing, only smiling and shaking hands when it called for it.
He kept looking around, he didn’t even stop to say hello to his parents. Though I did. My feet were tired in these heels, but then Matthias started pulling me in a certain direction.
At first, my heart skyrocketed. I didn’t do anything wrong this time. But I quickly calmed myself down, only to panic once more when we came face to face with-
“Alpha Cassiel Aldric, I’m so glad you could make it.”
Sharp golden eyes, with black hues in the middle. Golden brown hair, a chiseled jaw line, and an empty expression that did nothing to hinder his good looks. The alpha from the council was a sight to behold.
His eyes darkened as they locked with mine. Something akin to recognition flickered through them. Which is odd. I’ve never seen this man before. I think I would remember such a handsome face.
He turns slightly to Matthias. “Hello, I’m glad to be here. Who are you?”
The question seemed to throw Matthias off, and I lingered in the back, watching a man who seemed like the alpha of alphas as he addressed my husband.
The week passed faster than I’d expected—an endless blur of meetings, phone calls, and the constant hum of work in Cassiel’s pack. Every day, I found myself juggling the weight of rebuilding old foundations, mending damaged programs, and slowly regaining a sense of purpose that had been so brutally shattered before. I was always wishing there was more time here, more moments to breathe the quiet determination of this place. But just like that, Friday evening arrived—a sharp, undeniable reminder that time never waits for anyone.Reluctantly, I began to pack once again, folding up my belongings with meticulous care. Each item I placed into my bag felt like a piece of the past I was trying to leave behind, though I couldn’t quite part with all of it. Cassiel has been a rock throughout all of this. We’ve been spending every night together. Either on the phone or in person. It was a small thing, but I loved each conversation.I sighed.I had secured a room in a hotel within the Moonveil pa
I stared at my phone long after the call had ended, the glowing screen searing itself into my vision like a curse. The line had gone dead less than two minutes ago, but I hadn’t moved an inch. I couldn’t. My hand was still clenched around the phone. My other hand was balled into a fist against the mahogany desk in my office.I couldn’t look away.I couldn’t stop replaying it—his voice.Cassiel Aldric.The ever-so-noble, polished, untouchable Alpha. So calm. So confident. Speaking to me like I was some misbehaving child tugging at his beta’s shirt.I could still hear the exact words.“Aurielle is not your personal maid.”“Try me, Crowe. Shut down those nonprofits and see how fast I blacklist your pack.”He threatened me. On my own call. Over my ex-wife.And Aurielle had given him the phone. Willingly. Easily.Why the fuck was he even there?It’s past working hours. What business does he have in her home at this hour?I stood abruptly, the chair behind me scraping loudly across the floo
The sharp, sudden ringing of my phone shattered the easiness that had finally settled over the room. I blinked, barely processing the sound as I reached for it. My food was forgotten, my heart was suddenly tight. The number on the screen was unfamiliar, but my pulse quickened anyway.Unknown number.That could only mean one thing.I answered without thinking, breath caught in my throat.“Aurielle, don’t hang up.”His voice. Matthias.My stomach twisted. My fingers gripped the phone harder. Didn’t I block him? What was he doing with another number?My jaw clenched as heat bubbled in my chest, rising like steam from a kettle. Fury. Exhaustion. Disgust. It was always him, finding new ways to barge into my life, clawing past every boundary I tried to set.I glanced at Cassiel across the table. His hand froze halfway to his drink. Something flickered in his eyes—sharp and alert—as he watched me carefully. He didn’t ask who it was. I was sure he already knew.I took a breath, steadied my vo
I excused myself to get changed.I found one of the upstairs bathrooms and shut the door behind me with a soft click. It wasn’t the first time I’d walked away from a meeting drenched and scratched by the claws of someone’s disappointment—but it was the first time I didn’t care. Not even a little. Not when the person waiting for me downstairs was Aurielle.I towel-dried my shirt as best I could, wringing the excess water into the sink, then used another towel to shake off the shards that clung to my neck and collarbone. A light knock on the door broke through my thoughts.Aurielle.Her voice was soft through the wood. “Hey, I, um… I brought a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. They’re oversized. The pants stretch.”I smiled. The idea of her rummaging through her closet—picturing which of her clothes might possibly fit a man my size—was enough to bring warmth into my bones.“My pants are mostly dry,” I called back. “But I’ll take the hoodie.”When I opened the door, I found her standing
After a long moment spent drying his hair—my fingers moving on instinct more than intention—I realized just how close we were. His golden eyes, usually calm and unbothered, were locked onto mine with an intensity that left my heart stumbling over itself.Cassiel didn’t blink. Didn’t move. Just looked at me like I was the only thing in the room worth his attention.Then, slowly, he placed the containers of food he was holding onto the counter. The quiet clatter snapped me out of the daze I was sinking into. My hands stilled on his damp hair, and I pulled back before he could reach for them. Quickly. Too quickly.“I—uh,” I murmured, clearing my throat and dropping my gaze to the kitchen island. “What else did you order?”Cassiel laughed. The sound was warm and rich, like sunshine and velvet all tangled together. It tumbled into the air, tugging a reluctant smile out of me.Still grinning, he grabbed the towel from his head and rubbed the rest of the water from his curls, then gestured t
While I waited for Cassiel to arrive, I made the dumbest mistake anyone freshly removed from a toxic environment could make—I opened social media.At first, it was just to pass the time. To see what the world was doing outside my little peaceful bubble. I wasn't searching for them. Truly, I wasn’t. But curiosity is a manipulative little thing. All it took was one trending headline. One stupid hashtag. One perfectly posed image of them—Matthias and Nerissa—standing side by side at a party with camera flashes painting their smiles gold.And then, like a woman walking into a fire, I scrolled.Every photo made my stomach twist tighter.They were everywhere. The pack’s golden couple, soon-to-be wed. Nerissa’s eyes glimmered, her smile all white teeth and polished perfection. She leaned into him with the eagerness of someone who wanted the world to believe she was cherished. These photos looked even more damning than the one I’d seen on the news.But it was Matthias I kept staring at.Becau