Chapter 3

DAMIAN

“Gosh, you are so perfect.” I whispered to my girlfriend, Evelyn as we left the royal ball.

The royal ball’s main purpose was for alliances with other packs that I was not on good terms with. I wanted to cut off that tradition but as much as I hated to admit it, it was very good for creating new allies and new business collaborations. It was easy to ignore my enemies when I had the most beautiful woman in the world by my side.

I decided that I wanted to announce my girlfriend to all of them today. I was never going to marry Evelyn and she knew that. Divorcing my mate was going to make me seem weak and that was something I could not afford right now, especially with some of my half-brothers who wanted the throne for themselves even though I was the heir.

As the alpha, I could have as many women as I wanted even when I was married or mated. Aurora was forced to marry me because of some mate bond between us that I did not even care about. It was almost hilarious because the first time I saw her, I felt like we could have been something. But on our wedding night when I was going to meet Aurora, I came across Evelyn.

She told me that she was a guest at my wedding, and I could not deny how astonishingly beautiful she looked. Every attraction I felt for Aurora melted away that instant because I had found the girl I wanted. We slept together that night and since then, we have been together. She was perfect for me and I often wished we had met because I was married to Aurora.

Evelyn is my true soulmate even though we did not have a bond between us. I took us to my room where I started to pepper kisses all over her, impatient because of how she made me so horny. I was so insanely attracted to her. When we got to my room with Evelyn straddling my waist, I almost let out an audible groan when I saw the person standing in front of me. Aurora. How dare she step foot in my room?

Seeing Aurora angered me all of the time whenever I laid eyes on her. Maybe it was because she was a walking reminder of what I could not have, which was being married to the love of my life.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I spat as Evelyn hopped off me.

“I came to tell you something,” she spoke, her voice low. I immediately sensed something was wrong, but it was definitely not more important than what I was doing right now. “Can you please excuse us?” She turned her glare to Evelyn who was still clinging to me.

“I told you that whatever you want to say to me, you will say it when she is present.” I snapped at her.

“But I am telling you that it would be better if she is not here. Trust me.” Aurora said.

“You are not to choose where she goes when you want to speak to me. It is either you say it in front of her or you leave my room. You were interrupting something, you know.” I spat.

“No, it is fine babe. I will leave.” Evelyn got on her tiptoes and kissed me before she left the room, closing the door behind her. I was so mad that she interrupted my time alone with her that I did not want to hear out whatever she wanted to tell me, but then I did not want this to be a wasted effort so I went deeper into my room and sat on my head, waiting for her to speak.

Aurora approached me and for the first time, I noticed the papers in her hands. Our discussions were very limited. I tried to not meet with her as much as possible, and I also did not want to give my girlfriend any reason to doubt me. She knew there was nothing between us and there would never be as long as we were together.

“What are those papers for?” I asked.

Aurora pursued her lips, pushing back the long blonde hair that fell on her shoulders. I did not know why she dyed her hair blonde, but I guessed it was because of my mother. She had a thing against gingers.

“I came to tell you that I want a divorce.” She handed over the papers to me. My jaw slacked, shocked that she had the audacity to try and get divorced from me. Who the hell does she think she is? Just a low omega, and she was trying to divorce the alpha of the pack. I scoffed, not believing my ears.

“No, you are not.” I replied to her, standing up.

“I have already made up my mind and I have decided that I did not want to stay here. I have had enough of all of this. I have packed my belongings and I have already signed the divorce papers so technically I am divorced from you.” She thrust the papers at me.

I looked through them and my heart rate doubled when I saw that she actually signed it, and this was real. She was finally walking away from me. Everyone had always warned me that this day was going to come but I was so convinced that she was never going to have it in her to ask for a divorce, clearly, I was fucking wrong.

“Where is this coming from?” I asked her, my voice low as fury boiled inside of me, threatening to spill.

“I am going to get married to another man. I met him at the ball earlier and I had a feeling that he is the one for me.” She smiled, and I felt my chest hurt.

This was why I never allowed her to meet anyone. Whether I liked it or not, we were bound together so if she was with another man it was going to hurt me. I did not want her, but I also did not want anyone to have her because she belonged to me. I knew it was hypocritical, but I did not care one bit about that.

“What man?” Possessiveness wrapped around me. I did not like her even one bit, so why was the thought of her marrying another man making me feel suffocated?

Maybe it was because I knew that I could lose the pack. If she divorced me, I was going to lose what was most dear to me, which was the throne. My step brothers were going to paint me as an incompetent man and then they could be supported by some of the lords to take the crown from me.

“Ethan Grey. Alpha of the Blackwater pack.” She deadpanned.

Fucking Ethan Grey. He has been my nemesis right from college. We had a history that went back and when we both became alphas of our packs which were neighboring, an unhealthy competition came between us. I never liked the man. I always hated him because he was always trying to take what was mine. Business opportunities, allies, and now my fucking wife.

“You cannot marry him. You do not know him, he is not a good man.” I tried to warn her.

“And you are?” She raised a brow. I was at a loss for words.

“You do not know what you are getting into, Aurora.”

“I am going to leave with him tonight. I just came to give you farewell and the divorce papers.” She sighed, her eyes glimmering like she was already picturing what life would be like when she was not with me.

It was the happiest I have ever seen her. She looked free, like a weight had just been taken off her chest.

“You belong to me, Aurora. You belong right here. I am not going to allow you to leave with that scoundrel.” Anger rushed down my veins as I approached her but she stopped me.

“If this is all too much to take in, then I am going to make it easier for you even though you have never done that for me.” She said, throat bobbing.

I already knew what she was going to do. The most dreaded thing that could happen to anyone. I did not plan to have my wolf absolutely destroyed that night.

“Do not do it.” I tried to say in a begging tone but she could not give two fucks.

“I, Aurora Hartley, of the Whitestone pack, reject you, Damian Volk as my mate and my soul mate. I wish never to see you again.”

I fell down to my knees as the sharp pain traveled down my stomach, down to every single one of my veins and arteries, “Au…ro…ra.” I tried to choke out but it was too hard.

“Have fun with your whore.” She smiled gleefully before she left me lying down on the floor like a weak fucking animal.

How dare she reject and humiliate me like this? I was the alpha of the fucking pack and she disgraced me like this. I never thought it would come to that but now that it did, she had unrestrained the monster me. She was not going to get away with it.

It was either of the two, because I was not a sore loser and a coward. I would either have to bring her back and save my position on the throne or I would unleash my anger and burn down her entire family and new husband until she regretted ever thinking of leaving me in the first place.