WHERE IS MY WIFE?

DIEGO'S POV

The distasteful memory from three years back made me grit my teeth. I made a complete fool of myself that day and she still left me without looking back.

I guess the reason I pursued her so rigorously now was for closure. I detest the way I left things. I gave her so much power over me, surely making her feel like some superstar. I wanted to let her know now, that I despised her.

I needed to tell her that Mother had been right about her all along, she was just a callous gold digger; an overambitious omega that I picked out from the gutter, cleaned up, and thought of making her a queen. I think I just needed so badly to assert the manliness that I dragged in the mud three years ago.

I could have punished her for the rejection and humiliation. In fact, Greg suggested it strongly. I could have banished her from my pack, or even from the entire werewolf territory. Afterall, I was the Alpha King. I could have made her a rogue.

Unfortunately, I was too broken at that time. At