Chapter 5

Hazel's POV

I stared at the closet, my fingers gripping the edge of the door. From the dresses to the makeup, everything was identical to mine. This was very calculated and deliberate.

She was trying to mimic my scent!

It was the only thing that made sense. As werewolves scent meant everything. It was how mates bonded, how attraction worked. Blaine was my mate. Even if he despised me currently, he was naturally drawn to my scent.

If Eloise had been wearing my perfumes, using my lotions and surrounding herself with my scent.... She wanted Blaine's wolf to mistake her for me.

The door suddenly burst open. I flinched as Blaine stormed in with Eloise trailing behind him. His eyes landed on me, blazing with anger.

“What the hell are you doing?” he snapped. “Going through someone else’s things?”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

“It’s an invasion of privacy,” he continued. “Have you lost all sense of decency, Hazel? Is this how a Luna behaves?”

I turned to Eloise. She stood behind him, her head lowered, eyes red as if she had been crying.

Anger flared up in my chest. She was playing the victim card again.

Blaine didn't even glance at her. “You left her in the hospital, Hazel. She was coughing up blood, and you just walked away. She is your sister! What kind of person does that?"

"I walked away?" I snapped back. "I was protecting myself! I came to the hospital alone, pregnant and waiting for you to show up. You never showed up for your pregnant mate, but you showed up for her sister who had a mere dental appointment!"

"Well, guess what? She has a throat infection now!" He roared, which made me stagger backwards. “Your own sister was suffering, and you couldn’t even stay to see if she was okay.”

Eloise shook her head, sniffling. “It’s fine, Blaine. Hazel is pregnant. Maybe she’s just been feeling overwhelmed lately.”

Blaine gently pushed her away. “That’s no excuse for being so indifferent.”

I felt like I was suffocating. Eloise had done it again. She had twisted the truth just enough to make herself look like the wounded one while I stood there like the villain.

Blaine turned back to me. “Speaking of which... There’s something else. You still haven't told me who that man at the hospital yesterday was."

"What the hell?"

“You still haven’t explained,” Blaine pressed. “You were with him, weren’t you?”

I could see where this was going.

“Are you cheating on me, Hazel?” He asked.

I gasped. "No!" 

“Then answer me,” he growled. “Who the hell is the father of that bastard inside you?”

"You're the father!" I yelled. "And my children are not bastards!"

Blaine let out a wolfish snarl and grabbed my hand, yanking me toward the living room. My feet barely kept up, stumbling over the floor as I struggled to free myself.

"Let go!" I hissed, but he didn't listen.

The moment we entered the room, conversations died. I saw all the warriors that were freshly returned from battle, as they turned to watch us. Their expressions shifted from exhaustion to shock.

Humiliation burned through me. I was their future Luna, the woman meant to stand beside their Alpha. Yet here I was being dragged like some misbehaving child.

"Blaine!" Alpha Harris called out behind us. 

Blaine stilled and released his grip on my arm. His father stepped forward, rage darkening his features. Luna Astra followed closely behind.

"Have you lost your damn mind?" Alpha Harris thundered. "Never.... never lay a hand on your mate like that again!"

Blaine let out a hollow laugh, shoving me away as if I disgusted him. "My mate?" He gestured toward me wildly. "You mean the woman carrying another man's child?"

Gasps rippled through the room. "You’re out of your mind!" I seethed. "Blaine, you're crazy!"

Blaine sneered. "I saw you with him, Hazel. That doctor. I saw you laughing and whispering. How long has this been going on? Tell me, you whore!"

Tears were gathering in my eyes at this point. How could Blaine do this to me?

"That doctor ran my prenatal tests, Blaine. He checked my vitals. And in the few hours I spent with him, he treated me better than you have in three damn years."

The room was so silent that I could hear the chirping of birds outside. Blaine’s jaw ticked but before he could speak, warm hands touched my shoulders.

"Come, child," Luna Astra murmured in my ear. She reached up, wiping a tear from my cheek. I hadn’t even realized I was crying.

I let her hold me but only for a second. Then I stepped away from her. I wasn’t done with Blaine.

"You want the truth?" I asked him. "Fine. The baby is gone."

"What?" Blaine and his father yelled in unison.

"A car accident yesterday. The man you saw was just a kind stranger who helped me."

Luna Astra gasped. Alpha Harris looked stunned. Blaine’s face twisted, and I thought I saw something like guilt in his eyes. Or was it fear?

It didn't matter.

"You did this, Blaine," I whispered. "You ignored me, you humiliated me, and now… you've lost everything. I want a divorce."

The room erupted. Shocked murmurs filled the air, but before anyone could interfere, Blaine lunged.

I barely had time to react before he grabbed me again, dragging me out of the room.

"Let me go!" I fought against his grip, but he was too strong.

His parents shouted after him, but he ignored them. He pushed open a side door, yanked me inside and slammed it shut. The lock clicked.

I whirled around. "You can’t just..."

"You're not divorcing me," he growled. He was panting so heavily I could feel and hear his heartbeat. His hands curved at his sides. But his eyes... his eyes weren’t just angry. They were afraid.

I laughed bitterly. "Oh, now I see."

He paused his panting to ask. "See what?"

"You never married me for love. You married me because you needed my pack," I continued, watching his face grow red. "With my father’s warriors, you could defeat the rogues. But if I leave, Night Howler pack's support leaves with me."

Blaine said nothing, so I continued. "And my parents? After the way you’ve treated me, they’ll never let you marry Eloise."

I saw the truth in his silence, and it was pathetic. I lowered my voice just enough so he would feel every word. 

"I reject you as my mate. And I hope you burn in hell, alongside my sister."