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CHERRY Before I got married, I found my mate and I tried hard to make my parents see that I couldn’t be with Dylan but they insisted. I didn’t even get the chance to get to know him before he rejected me saying that I wasn’t good enough. His rejection hurt me more than anything. And seeing me hurt didn’t deter my parent’s decision about wedding me off in the slightest. So I got married with a grudge and was furious with everyone. I was glad at the time that Dylan shared the same hatred for me because he didn’t want to be tied down to a woman who wasn’t his mate simply because his parents betrothed her to him when he was a child. But it didn’t take me a lot of time to fall head over heels in love with him despite his distaste for me. He used to hate when I would stare at him, he still does and even now as I’m seated next to him in the car, I couldn’t help but admire him. Dylan was a handsome man, and I wanted to believe that he was a good man to others even if he wasn’t to me. We were on our way to our anniversary party, the venue was to be at the pack house. I would have spent the day like any other but the Alpha insisted on throwing one. When we arrived at the party, pack members came around to congratulate us and not once did Dylan smile or answer them. It was a reminder that no matter what I tried to do to win his heart, he was never going to love me. “And know ladies and gentlemen, the couple will have their first dance of the night.” Dylan’s father announced. My heart skipped a beat. I didn’t know that I could have to be close to Dylan in that way but I was thrilled by it. My palms got sweaty pretty fast as I shuffled behind him to the dance floor. When we faced each other, he begrudgingly pulled me in his arms and I swear I could feel myself falling in love with him all over again. My heart soared at his warmth and I didn’t mind it if we were told to dance forever. “This is nice isn’t it?” I said trying to make small talk because it started to get awkward especially with everyone staring at us. “You look nice by the way.” “You look better with your mouth shut, and your body a million miles away from me, but here we are.” He said coldly as we continued to move. His body was stiff; he was forcing it to move for the dance. My heart clenched at his words, trying not to let them get to me. So I forced a smile and looked at him. “If you could only give us a chance, you wouldn’t hate everything so much.” I said calmly, my expression soft. “Plus our parents think it’s about time we have children and I agree with them. We’ve been married three years but have nothing to show for it.” “You simply don’t get it do you?” he started, his grip tightening, so much I knew it was going to leave a bruise. A whimper escaped my lips, “You think the world revolves around whatever fantasy you have. I don’t love you Cherry, I never have and I never fucking will. If I had my way, I would have divorced you a long time ago.” Dylan pushed me off him making me stagger backwards. I looked at him in utter shock as he went to the stage and took the microphone from his father. “I don’t want to waste anyone’s time but I’ll say this again for everyone to know. I don’t love Cherry, I never have and I never will. I have a mate that I intend to be with and she and I have been seeing each other for almost three years now.” Tears pulled my eyes, and I tried my hardest not to let them fall, not in front of everyone. Each word held a sword in hand and pierced my heart. His eyes focused on me and like him, I could feel everyone’s eyes on me. “You will never be good enough to be my Luna. And now that you know that I have a mate, I do hope that you won’t let this drag more than it already has.” He then shoved the microphone down and stormed off the stage. I felt small and completely humiliated. The stares turned to murmurs and soon I knew I was going to be the main topic of gossip around the pack. I knew he didn’t want me, but why couldn’t he just give us a chance? My broken heart and hurt turned to resentment. I chuckled, realization finally hitting me. I was at the edge of the cliff he was trying to push me over. I was done trying to make things work between us. I snapped out of my thoughts and I pulled myself together. I heard movements beside me and I knew that it was the Alpha and Luna. But do I dare look up? With the courage I had left, I walked off to the bathroom. I had felt like I couldn’t breathe, I wanted to splash some water on my face and I didn’t care that the makeup took hours to finish. I didn’t care about a lot of things anymore After taking a few deep breaths, I walked back into the party and kept my distance from anyone, especially my parents and Dylan. After an encounter like this, I should run away somewhere, anywhere no one would find me but I stayed, unsure why. Maybe it was because I didn’t want him to see just how broken he had made me. I wanted him to know that I could be fine without him. I didn’t know how but I could feel him glaring at me. And by the time the evening came to a close and we were getting ready to head back home, Dylan walked tried to walk past me but I grabbed his arm. “Where are you going?” I asked. I didn’t even know why I stopped him. A disgusted expression plastered across his face as he looked at where my hand was on his arm. I instantly withdrew my hand and waited for an answer. “I’m going where I don’t have to see your disgusting face, even if it’s for a few hours.” He said walking away. I watched with a broken heart as my husband drove away like he didn’t just throw my heart to the floor and stomped on it.002Dylan’s povThere were two things I hated right now, first was my life and what’s left of it and second was Cherry. Getting married to her was the biggest mistake of my life and I hated it.I hated that I couldn’t live my life like I had always planned to or be with the one I actually wanted.I didn’t understand why she thought it was a good idea to even try to pursue me in this helpless marriage, one that I was fighting hard to get out of.All I wanted, truly was my mate Phoebe. Yes I did have a mate and yes I loved her more than anything. I found her a few months after I got married to Cherry. It was as thrilling as it was excruciating. I was glad that I found her but I couldn’t be with her in the ways that I wanted.But ever since then we had been seeing each other and she was understanding of my predicament. She told me she would wait until after my divorce with Cherry on the condition that I never touch her to which I immediately agreed.As I drove to her house, I could feel
003CHERRY’S POVMy parents dropped me off after Dylan drove off to goddess knows where. I took the chance to freshen up for bed but couldn’t seem to sleep off. Today wasn’t the first time Dylan was harsh towards me and each time I was able to go to bed without any sort of concern.Today however proved different. Even when I shut my eyes, I just couldn’t get myself to fall asleep. I tossed and turned, worry creeping over me. There was something about the way he said that he didn’t love me and wanted a divorce that made me question how depressed he was in our marriage and if he was having an affair.At the thought of him being with another woman, giving her himself he never did with me, my heart dropped first before squeezing itself in my chest. Did he by any chance find his mate?I didn’t want him to find her, it was a selfish thought but I was allowed to be selfish in my mind aren’t I?I also didn’t like the fact that he would have rights to divorce me when he finds her.My phone rin
004Rated 18+CHERRY’S POVI didn’t know what I was feeling. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. From our kiss I could tell that we were both trying to show the emotions we were feeling.Anger, frustration and lust.Dylan had his hand plastered at the back on my neck to hold me in place. His body was already flushed on my, pressed firmly as he devoured my mouth. What is this feeling? My back arched and I pressed my chest onto his, pulling him by the collar impossibly closer. I heard Dylan groan and his hips grinding onto mine. He was already rock hard and I was glad to see that I was the reason for it, even though he was drunk. Did I care though? Absolutely not.He’s been the one I’ve wanted all this while. I finally was going to have him. Dylan pulled away from the kiss abruptly with a frown on his face. I thought that he had sobered up and the thought made my body tense. His eyes bore into mine as he stood frozen. I was confused and I felt vulnerable, what was he g
005CHERRY’S POVI stirred awake sore to my bone. Memories of last night made me smile and made my heart clench at the same time.Dylan was still fast asleep on the couch beside me. Well more like I was on top of him. After our wild session last night, he refused to let me go and insisted that he was going to cuddle me to sleep. I couldn’t tell if he was still drunk or sober when he said that. But I had to wake up and leave before he did. I didn’t know what to expect and I feared that he was going to tell me that everything was a mistake. But it was wasn’t it? After all we were both drunk and didn’t mean to have sex.He looked so peaceful, I couldn’t help but touch his face. What I would do to get him to fall for me too. But he wouldn’t want me.He stirred when my fingers grazed his lips. Another image of us kissing last night flashed and I swear I could feel butterflies roam on my insides. I snapped out of my thought fear gripping me that he was going to wake up.I gently pushed mys
**Cherry’s POV** When Selena ran to Dylan, my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. I felt as if someone had pierced my chest with an invisible dagger. Warm sweat trickled down my face, soaking the edges of my collar. My breaths came in short, shallow gasps, but the next question shocked me to my core. “Who is she?” Dylan’s voice was cold, sharp, and unfamiliar. I opened my mouth to answer, but no sound came out. My voice was trapped in my throat, choked by the weight of his question. My hands trembled at my sides, and my knees threatened to buckle. Depression, frustration, and a sense of being utterly stranded wrapped around me like a suffocating fog. “It… It’s not what you think,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. Before I could say more, Jake stormed in, his face contorted in anger. His usually warm brown eyes now burned with a fire I had never seen in all the years of our marriage. “What?!” he barked, his voice echoing in the room. “How could she call him
**Cherry’s POV** When Selena ran to Dylan, my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. I felt as if someone had pierced my chest with an invisible dagger. Warm sweat trickled down my face, soaking the edges of my collar. My breaths came in short, shallow gasps, but the next question shocked me to my core. “Who is she?” Dylan’s voice was cold, sharp, and unfamiliar. I opened my mouth to answer, but no sound came out. My voice was trapped in my throat, choked by the weight of his question. My hands trembled at my sides, and my knees threatened to buckle. Depression, frustration, and a sense of being utterly stranded wrapped around me like a suffocating fog. “It… It’s not what you think,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. Before I could say more, Jake stormed in, his face contorted in anger. His usually warm brown eyes now burned with a fire I had never seen in all the years of our marriage. “What?!” he barked, his voice echoing in the room. “How could she call him
005CHERRY’S POVI stirred awake sore to my bone. Memories of last night made me smile and made my heart clench at the same time.Dylan was still fast asleep on the couch beside me. Well more like I was on top of him. After our wild session last night, he refused to let me go and insisted that he was going to cuddle me to sleep. I couldn’t tell if he was still drunk or sober when he said that. But I had to wake up and leave before he did. I didn’t know what to expect and I feared that he was going to tell me that everything was a mistake. But it was wasn’t it? After all we were both drunk and didn’t mean to have sex.He looked so peaceful, I couldn’t help but touch his face. What I would do to get him to fall for me too. But he wouldn’t want me.He stirred when my fingers grazed his lips. Another image of us kissing last night flashed and I swear I could feel butterflies roam on my insides. I snapped out of my thought fear gripping me that he was going to wake up.I gently pushed mys
004Rated 18+CHERRY’S POVI didn’t know what I was feeling. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. From our kiss I could tell that we were both trying to show the emotions we were feeling.Anger, frustration and lust.Dylan had his hand plastered at the back on my neck to hold me in place. His body was already flushed on my, pressed firmly as he devoured my mouth. What is this feeling? My back arched and I pressed my chest onto his, pulling him by the collar impossibly closer. I heard Dylan groan and his hips grinding onto mine. He was already rock hard and I was glad to see that I was the reason for it, even though he was drunk. Did I care though? Absolutely not.He’s been the one I’ve wanted all this while. I finally was going to have him. Dylan pulled away from the kiss abruptly with a frown on his face. I thought that he had sobered up and the thought made my body tense. His eyes bore into mine as he stood frozen. I was confused and I felt vulnerable, what was he g
003CHERRY’S POVMy parents dropped me off after Dylan drove off to goddess knows where. I took the chance to freshen up for bed but couldn’t seem to sleep off. Today wasn’t the first time Dylan was harsh towards me and each time I was able to go to bed without any sort of concern.Today however proved different. Even when I shut my eyes, I just couldn’t get myself to fall asleep. I tossed and turned, worry creeping over me. There was something about the way he said that he didn’t love me and wanted a divorce that made me question how depressed he was in our marriage and if he was having an affair.At the thought of him being with another woman, giving her himself he never did with me, my heart dropped first before squeezing itself in my chest. Did he by any chance find his mate?I didn’t want him to find her, it was a selfish thought but I was allowed to be selfish in my mind aren’t I?I also didn’t like the fact that he would have rights to divorce me when he finds her.My phone rin
002Dylan’s povThere were two things I hated right now, first was my life and what’s left of it and second was Cherry. Getting married to her was the biggest mistake of my life and I hated it.I hated that I couldn’t live my life like I had always planned to or be with the one I actually wanted.I didn’t understand why she thought it was a good idea to even try to pursue me in this helpless marriage, one that I was fighting hard to get out of.All I wanted, truly was my mate Phoebe. Yes I did have a mate and yes I loved her more than anything. I found her a few months after I got married to Cherry. It was as thrilling as it was excruciating. I was glad that I found her but I couldn’t be with her in the ways that I wanted.But ever since then we had been seeing each other and she was understanding of my predicament. She told me she would wait until after my divorce with Cherry on the condition that I never touch her to which I immediately agreed.As I drove to her house, I could feel
001CHERRYBefore I got married, I found my mate and I tried hard to make my parents see that I couldn’t be with Dylan but they insisted. I didn’t even get the chance to get to know him before he rejected me saying that I wasn’t good enough. His rejection hurt me more than anything. And seeing me hurt didn’t deter my parent’s decision about wedding me off in the slightest.So I got married with a grudge and was furious with everyone. I was glad at the time that Dylan shared the same hatred for me because he didn’t want to be tied down to a woman who wasn’t his mate simply because his parents betrothed her to him when he was a child.But it didn’t take me a lot of time to fall head over heels in love with him despite his distaste for me. He used to hate when I would stare at him, he still does and even now as I’m seated next to him in the car, I couldn’t help but admire him. Dylan was a handsome man, and I wanted to believe that he was a good man to others even if he wasn’t to me.We