03. How dare he?

"What are you waiting on? I SAID GET OUT AND GET OUT NOW!" Billionaire Alpha King Jairus Mathiasen growled menacingly and was in front of her instantly, leaving his mistress's side.

His sweet luscious lips that used to kiss her tears away or pepper kisses all over her body, having her skin erupt in a flurry of warm, comforting, and sensual tingles now curled into a scowl as he reared back his hand and struck her across the face, this time with the already prepared and signed divorce paper.

Causing her to stumble, hunching over sideways with the force of her husband's shove behind the slap. With her reflexes, she was able to right herself as she held the side of her face that stung in the aftermath of his heavy hand. 

And yet mild sparks were warming it simultaneously, but she was thankful he did not use his full strength on her weakened body.

Yes, her husband, a man she had married, loved, and given five years of her life as a doting and supportive wife and Queen Luna. That same man was her mate for eight years and counting. 

A mate who was destined to be with her, he was made specifically for her, and she for him. Blessed by the Divine Moon Goddess herself with the aim that her creation, whom she calls her children, would never be alone in this treacherous world.

They would always have each other if no one else.

Queen Luna Aakifahlynn stared at the man, her husband, but she did not know who this person was before her. She surmised for the fourth time during this nightmare she would not seem to wake up from.

Aakifahlynn was shocked at his outburst and his sudden bout of harsh treatment toward her. 

She started to move. She needed to leave this place. Where was everyone? Where was her servant? But she was unable to move. As if frozen by sheer shock and trepidation at the realization of what the night brought. 

How the night started, never in a million years did she think this was the ending.

A planned one too…SLAP again, the other cheek this time, "Aren't you listening to me, woman?"

"Sign the papers and leave," Jairus spoke through gritted teeth. His breathing was heavy, nose flaring, chest and shoulders moving up and down. 

As if he was trying to restrain himself from lifting the woman up and throwing her out as he stared at her in disgust.

His features transformed to pure disgust, his lips curled in a nasty snare. 

His and Taisiya's eyes showed pure hatred that she was weaker compared to Taisiya. They were both smug and pleased with themselves, sharing a triumphant aura. 

As if their plans could not have gone any better.

Their eyes locked on each other again, and a hint of desire flashed in her husband's eyes as he stared at Taisiya. "Soon, my love," he whispered in her ear so tenderly as Taisiya hung in his arms embrace.

They stared deeply into each other's eyes and promptly resumed their hungry kisses, hands roaming each other's bodies feeling and caressing their way around each part. 

However, it was over as quickly as it started when Alpha King Jairus's eyes switched to hatred as they slid toward her again.

 "You don't deserve to be here, with me in this castle." Jairus pointed at the ground at 'here' and flared his hands out and up smugly, gesturing to the Castle they lived in.

'How dare he?' Her knees buckled and finally gave out under her. The betrayal was unfathomable. Her body slumped to the ground, and her husband was not even fazed.

'She does not belong here?'

Instead, he snared at her as if she was the most pathetic person he'd had the nightmare of dealing with.

She wanted to laugh and scream bloody murder at the same time.

'How dare he?'

This was coming from the man who could have never gotten where he was today without Aakifahlynn by his side, as she was the one that paved the way for him to get to the throne while simultaneously uniting all magical beings.

He ruled his Kingdom and protected it 'on paper' fiercely, but Aakifahlynn's magic and knowledge allowed him that power.

'Was this a nightmare?' She asked herself again. 

No, it was not. Because Aakifahlynn was feeling every ounce of demoralizing pain. She felt every bit of his slaps across her soft, tender skin, and even down on the cold polished concrete castle floor, she felt the results in her aching bones.

Aakifahlynn could not fathom her predicament. She was a werewolf blessed by the Divine Moon Goddess. Not all wolves have unique gifts, only a select few. 

They are called the Ace wolves, gifted and highly favored by the Divine Moon Goddess.

Suddenly, she was jerked out of her stroll down memory lane when she felt strong fingers grip her long blonde hair, sharp pangs shut through her tender scalp and traveled down her spine. 

Tears from her pitiful blue gaze flowed freely as they frantically searched, only to realize her husband had grabbed her by her hair and dragged her out the door and down the corridor.

Panic gripped her. 'Where was he taking her? To the dungeons?' Surely he would not be this mean to a weak woman. She could be practically considered human at this point.

Nonetheless, she was still the Queen. 'How could he treat her this way?'

Catching herself, "JAIRUS, what are you doing?" She screamed in terror as she fought against his hold and tried to push herself up on her feet, but they kept being pulled from under her as he aggressively moved forward, dragging her along with him.

Taisiya gave her readied catwalk down the dimly lit corridor behind them all the while.

But Aakifahlynn was facing her while dragged viciously by her husband. Her eyes dimmed when she saw the victory in Taisiya's eyes, making her want to gouge those bewitching green eyes straight out of her skull.

But Taisiya did not owe her anything. It's not like they were friends or sisters. She was her mate's first love. She had disappeared from their lives for years.

Then Aakifahlynn realized Jairus was her mate at the ripe old age of eighteen.

Taisiya only returned to their lives about three years ago. However, their paths only crossed a little. Her real fight was with her deceitful and trifling mate of a husband.

She was about to wail again at her husband but held her tongue. She would not further degrade herself in front of these people to give them the satisfaction of seeing her beg.

Aakifahlynn, sadly, still had difficulty accepting reality. She could not grasp this. No matter how much she tried to make sense of everything, she couldn't, and the more she tried, her head throbbed.

Even if she was not his mate or wife, how could he treat the one person who single handily took the throne for him this way?

It was she that safeguarded the Kingdom of Tamman's borders for years with her magic. She had expertly cursed all weapons to kill any that would, unfortunately, come into contact.

They would surely meet their demise, which made the King powerful in his people's eyes and in all the villages and towns far and wide across the beautiful continent of Anatola.

As far as across the ocean, to other vast islands, where one would need one of those wooden sea transport to get to, know his name because of Queen Luna Aakifahlynn Mathiasen.

He was so revered that whole packs and herds would travel to visit his Kingdom. He was the ruler of all magical beings, and as for his enemies, none that tried had come close to touching him within their ruling. 

His Kingdom had quickly grown, and it was like he had risen to fame for his skill in battle and training the best warriors. 

Bottomline, his Kingdom was to be feared, and no one dared to go against him.

They had run this Kingdom together smoothly for five years, and the people were treated fairly. Things had blossomed tremendously for the Kingdom of Tamman in five years because of Aakifahlynn, and now she was tossed out like a decaying rodent.

She desperately grasped at the hand in her hair, attempting to prise his fingers off, but his grip would only tighten.

Reaching out the massive front doors of the Castle, Alpha King Jairus Mathiasen swung his hand and tossed her as if she was a bowling ball hitting some bowling pins at a bowling alley.