Herrscher Of Finality

Nach dem großen Krieg zwischen Menschen, Vampiren, Werwölfen und Elfen wurde ein Abkommen geschlossen: Hybride Nachkommen sollten über die Welt herrschen. In jedem Jahrhundert entschieden Heiratsallianzen zwischen den Menschen und den drei Clans darüber, wer der nächste Weltenherrscher wurde. Die Blutlinie, die als Erste ein Hybridkind hervorbrachte, beanspruchte die Macht. In meinem letzten Leben entschied ich mich, Jax zu heiraten, den ältesten Sohn des Werwolfrudels, der für seine fanatische Loyalität bekannt war. Ich brachte unseren hybriden Sohn zur Welt – einen weißfelligen Welpen, den wir Zeal nannten. Unser Kind wurde zum neuen Herrscher der Welt, und Jax gewann unermessliche Macht. Meine Schwester hingegen war von der Schönheit der Elfen besessen und heiratete in ihren Clan ein. Doch der Elfenprinz ließ keine Gelegenheit aus und nahm sich jede Frau im Wald. Am Ende zog sich meine Schwester eine Krankheit zu, die sie unfruchtbar machte. Von Neid und Verbitterung zerfressen legte sie ein Feuer, das mich und meinen jungen Welpen bei lebendigem Leib verbrannte. Als ich die Augen erneut öffnete, war ich wieder am Tag der Rassenallianzen. Meine Schwester hatte bereits als Erste mit Jax geschlafen. Ich wusste, dass auch sie wiedergeboren worden war. Doch sie wusste nicht, dass Jax gegenüber seinen Gefährtinnen grausam und brutal war – während seiner Brunst hatte er in seinem Bett bereits unzählige Wölfinnen zerfleischt.

“How long has this been going on?” Fatima’s voice is steady, almost too steady. Her husband of six years stands there without a hint of shame. “Does it matter, Fatima? Yes, Leslie is pregnant with my child, but nothing is going to change,” he says, annoyed that she dares question him. Her calmness makes him shift, though he refuses to show it. “How. Long?” She repeats slowly, keeping her voice low so she won’t wake their sleeping children. “Three years.” Fatima blinks. “You’ve been cheating on me for half our marriage… with your business partner?” “Lower your voice. Don’t make it sound bad. I’m a man – these things happen.” He even chuckles. “Leslie will be taken care of. You’ll stay the wife, and Leslie and I–” “Will get married,” she cuts in. He stares, thrown off, until she adds, “Top drawer in your office. Divorce papers. Sign them first thing tomorrow.” No tears. No raised voice. No trembling. Just calm finality, and that unsettles him more than anger ever could. “I’m not letting that happen. You’re my wife.” “Ex-wife,” she corrects softly. Before he can react, Fatima pushes her chair back and stands. She doesn’t storm off or slam anything. She simply picks up a magazine from the table and walks out with quiet, controlled steps, far too composed for a woman ending a six-year marriage. And that hits him harder than any shouting would have. No tears. No pleading. No hesitation. Nothing. It wounds his pride. He deserves tears. “Hold on,” he snaps, rising quickly from his seat.

You have been cheating on me?” I whispered as I stared at my husband who was shamelessly hugging my stepsister in my presence. He shrugged. “You don't call it cheating when I never saw you as my wife. Besides, you are barren.”  "I want a divorce." He blurted out coldly without looking at me. I gasped in shock, my heart breaking into a thousand pieces as tears fell down my cheeks. "You want a divorce after everything?" I choked out, "I gave you my love, my kidney, Liam. I risked my life for you. And you know...  you know I can’t conceive because of that surgery.” He didn’t flinch...  He didn’t even look guilty. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and said with cold finality, “And I gave you a luxury life you could never afford. I think that is enough compensation for whatever you think you have done for me.” His voice was ice, no emotion, no remorse. I pressed a hand to my chest as the pain tightened around my heart. God, He just reduced my sacrifices to a transaction… a trade for comfort. So after everything, that’s all I was to him? A debt he paid off with money? ***************************************************** Aliyah lost her womb after giving her kidney to save her husband’s life. Instead of gratitude, he mocked her, called her barren, cheated on her with her stepsister, and forced her to sign divorce papers in shame. But fate took a turn. Aliyah later married a powerful billionaire tycoon. Now, the very people who betrayed her are on their knees, begging for mercy. Will she forgive them or give them the taste of their own medicine?