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Tatum is taken back. That wasn’t the version of the story he was told but he doesn’t doubt Leila, not even a little bit, he has known her since they were little and she has never lied to him, not once.She is not the type to seek vainglory either, she must feel really bad that Carmela is getting her praise for her to even voice it. He must do right by her, the pack must know the truth of what really happened.“Don’t get used to it. I’ll tell the pack what really happened and make sure you get your accolades,” he replies in a calm tone but it’s like his words only add salt to Leila’s injury and she scowls at him, her eyes filled with rage.“For fuck’s sake Tatum, I don’t care about any stupid accolades! Honestly, at this point, I don’t care about you, Carmela or any of your pack members. Just leave me the fuck alone,” Leila replies coldly.Tatum’s heart squeezes with a nasty pain. He never thought hearing her say she doesn’t care about him will hurt so much but it does, it really hurt
Goddess….Tatum realises his mistake. He has seen her so much as a self sufficient person whose independence and strength he admires so much that he forgot that in her core, she is still…just— a woman.He stands up and sits on the bed beside her, holding her before she can move away, his remorseful eyes looking into her soulless ones.“You have every right to be upset but we can fix this, just don’t bring up the divorce again.”“There’s nothing to fix Tatum. You brought Carmela into our home without asking me how I feel about it. Let me ask you, when you go to bed in her arms every night, do you ever wonder what must be going through the head of the woman next door?” Even though Leila’s tone is steady and cold, it is laden with so much pain that Tatum feels it in his heart.Why does she never mention anything to him? She let him assume she is okay with everything when she says nothing.And she is wrong, he has never gon
Deciding to divorce Tatum was the hardest decision Leila ever made and in the days that have passed since they had that huge fight, leading to her asking for a divorce, a tiny part of her wishes she had shown more restraint but there was only so much she could take.Sometimes she wishes her soul would just travel out of her body and take her to a place where she can’t feel suffering, worry, pain or heartbreak.A place where she can just exist without these sad emotions that constantly fill her, hopefully where the thoughts of Tatum still brought.She loves him, even now that he’s demanded that they end everything, she still feels that yearning for him but he will never love her and she has accepted it.“Leila, our little munchkin is starting to make itself known,” Amanda says excitedly, pointing at Leila’s bump.Leila's eyes widen slightly and she runs her hands down her stomach. “Yes it is,” Leila replies with a half smile.
“I don’t want to go back to my house, that place is no longer my home. Can I— live with you for a while?”Leila’s voice burns a hole in Tatum’s chest as he’s about to turn the door knob. It’s not just the way she refers to their house as no longer a home that vexes him.It’s the coldness in her voice, the sadness that they carry and he acknowledges that it is his fault but she just won’t let him fix it.He has avoided coming to see her because she said she needed space but he never expected that the competent and hardworking Luna would neglect her duties.He knows she is wounded but the woman he married would delegate duties and keep things running smoothly even if she was on her deathbed.Why is she being so stubborn and hell bent on leaving their marriage, to the point of neglecting her duties.“If it’s not your home, then whose home is it?” he says as he opens the door and steps in.He hears the way Leila’s heartbeat
Today is a big day for Leila, the day she finally moves into her own apartment. She has been living with Amanda and it has been nothing short of liberating.Seriously, when was the last time she woke up for consecutive days without any turmoil in her chest, without feeling like she was being choked up or trampled upon?Without treading carefully around her own house like it was loaded with booby traps ready to sink her into an emotional wreckage.There’s no Tatum and Carmela here to avoid seeing all cozy and loved up, causing her unbearable anguish, there’s no Adaline to walk eggshells around so she doesn’t get scolded or abused.She closes her eyes, standing in front of the mirror and sucks in a deep, long breath before she exhales slowly and opens her eyes.It would have been a truly exhilarating feeling, only that deep in her heart, she misses Tatum, she misses his smell around the house, his touch, hearing his voice, being in his pres
Carmela is standing at the door, wearing a long sleeved blue gown that is cinched at the waist, highlighting her curves as it hugs her body downward.Her makeup is regal and her wrists and neck are adorned with heavy pearls, matching the white purse clutches in her arms and the white one on her feet.Two omegas step into the house with her and one of them is holding a basket while the other one just stands with heads bowed, ready to run any errands for Carmela.As the door closes, Leila catches the glimpse of the official Luna car, her car, that Carmela had come in and she almost smiles bitterly.If Tatum is already giving Carmela the things and benefits that come with the Luna position like the official car and her own personal omega servers, why won’t he just give her the only thing she has asked from him in years?Why won’t he just sign the divorce papers and let her go? It’s pretty obvious that Carmela fits right into being Luna so wh
The moment Tatum sees Leila stepping out of the car, he blanks, finding his tongue tied. His heart has been racing at the anticipation of seeing her after this time apart, he misses her, he can’t deny it.“What did you say to Carmela?”The words hurriedly force their way out of his mouth for lack of a better opening but the moment Leila’s calm expression shifts, he regrets it.“What did she say I said to her? Did she say I tried to gouge her eyes out? Are you here to take my own eyes?” Leila fires at him coldly, leaving him at a loss of words with his mouth agape.Gouge her eyes out? Even if she did gouge Carmela’s eyes out, he couldn’t bring himself to do anything to those beautiful ocean orbs of hers.The most pretty eyes he has ever seen, on the most pretty woman he has ever seen.“Leila, calm down,” He tries to hold her but she flinches away, her cold eyes boring holes into his heart. “Don’t touch me! You
“You made the right decision by asking for a divorce. If a man doesn’t value you, you have to let him go,” Liana, Leila’s mom says to her after Leila bares it all.Leila heaves a deep sigh, a sad smile adorning her lips as she looks at her mother, an older carbon copy of her.Despite being 20 years older than her daughter, they could both pass for sisters. Even after losing her mate over a decade ago, getting wounded badly by a burning log in the fire that razed their home years ago, Liana still keeps fit and works out with one good leg.Liana pulls Leila closer to her and rests Leila’s head on her bosom, stroking her daughter’s hair slowly.“You are the daughter of Roger Carter, the strongest Beta warrior in the history of this pack. You are above ridicule and humiliation from anyone, Alpha and Phoenix Luna alike. It’s not going to be easy, especially with the baby but you can do it. You’re strong, just like your father.”Leila heaves an