Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"For the past three hours, I've remained indoors, ignoring the persistent knocks from Adrian and that woman. Refusing to engage, I simply directed them to go to hell," I stated firmly, as I stared at the signed divorce papers, placing them on the table silently hoping Adrian would notice. "Finally free from him, I can only hope this decision brings an end to his misery as well."

After cautiously checking if there was anyone outside, I opened the door to be startled by Freya standing there. "Freya," I exclaimed, taken aback by her unexpected presence.

"Luna, you scared me, I was already getting worried. The Alpha king asked me to look after you," Freya explained.

"Is he home?" I queried.

"No, he went to settle some official duties."

I let out a sigh, relief washing through me that he was not around.

"I've got to go, Freya," I announced, letting her inside as I carried my suitcase. "Let this be between us and never tell the Alpha king about my whereabouts," I made it clear to her as I gave her a last hug, then followed the secret door out from the palace.

My mind tugged at me, there's a place I needed to be. I let out a sigh, putting on my black sleeve, a face cap, and dark lens. I took a u-turn and started driving to the hospital.

"Doctor, I need your help," I begged as I got inside the doctor's office. He was looking at me casually, wondering how on earth I was dressed that way.

"Ignore my dressing, my medical records, can you please keep my pregnancy confidential?" I queried, my eyes meeting his, hoping he would obey.

I watched as his face drew into a confused state. I knew he'd be wondering why I was taking such a step, considering Adrian and I had wanted a baby so desperately.

"Yes, we do keep patients' records confidential, but in your state, you're a Luna married to the Alpha and... I assure you that it's safe aside from your husband and you," he stated.

Damn! This doctor isn't getting it. "I mean, I don't want it revealed to Adrian either," I clarified, and then I saw his brows raised as his eyes widened.

"We are divorced, I'm no longer the Luna, so please do me this favor," I pleaded, trying to convince him despite the hesitation I had seen in his eyes.

"Sure," he gave a bow, and I hoped I would be able to trust him.

The drive to the Redmoon pack was like a five-hour drive. Silvermoon was a large pack, and I was hoping I would get to the Redmoon pack by day. My grandmother lived there. At least that's the only place I know Adrian won't find me, no matter how he searches.

The realization that I had been used as a pawn in crowning Adrian as the next Alpha king had me shattered. Escaping from him was the only way I could heal.

I could bear being a mistress for Adrian just to give him an heir, but to think of the fact that I'd be competing with Emily, my best friend, and also the fact that the bitch was going to make life a miserable hell for my baby, it was better I raised my child as a single mother than raise him in such a toxic atmosphere.

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**ADRIAN'S POV**

After returning from my official duty, I had a mix of emotions swirling within me. The weight of leadership still hung heavy on my shoulders, but there was also a sense of satisfaction in knowing that I had fulfilled my responsibilities to the pack.

My heart tugged at me as I walked inside the mansion; the least person I wanted to see was Violet. She had been in her teary state ever since I had made the divorce agreement known to her. I knew she didn't deserve such, but I had come a long way to realize that I needed happiness for myself. I can't keep having my life tied down just to please people. It hurts.

"Freya, has she come out since then?" I queried, slouching on the couch.

"No, my lady has been indoors all day. She refused to eat any meal all day, and I'm scared that she's going to hurt herself," Freya said, panic evident in her voice.

I stood to my feet immediately, rushing to the room. "Violet, open the door," I yelled, but there was no response.

"Violet, I'm sorry, but you have to come out," I was worried for her safety now. Damn the divorce papers. I need to see her in one full piece, hale and hearty.

"Have you seen what you caused?" My wolf tugged at me. "Only the moon goddess knows if she had not committed suicide," he continued, and at that, I felt my breath still.

Violet can't die. No, she can't. With that thought, I didn't realize when I used my inner strength to push the door until it flew open.

I sauntered inside, my eyes searching for that petite figure with red long hair. "Violet," I screamed, my heart caught in my throat. I hadn't been this scared before. Never.

Feeling a heavy weight in my chest, I dragged myself back to the bedroom, each step echoing with emptiness. With a hesitant hand, I reached for the wardrobe door, hoping against hope that her clothes would still be there, a familiar sight to reassure me. But as the door swung open, the empty hangers stared back at me. Her clothes were nowhere to be found.

My shoulders slumped, my heart beating heavily. I hadn't felt this scared before.

"Dude, she left you," my wolf mocked.

"Shut it!" I barked, gritting my jaw with a clenched fist.

Yes, I wanted a divorce... But I had never expected her to agree. I knew Violet to be very protective of me. She had told me on several occasions that she was glued to me and would never think of leaving me.

Dang it! I yelled as I punched the wardrobe, and then walked to the king-size bed.

The white paper that was laying boldly on the bed caught my attention as I ripped it open.

My jaw clenched. It was the divorce paper with her signature boldly signed.

Damn it! I felt injured, my pride tarnished to the ground.

Violet is gone! I kicked the nightstand beside me, watching it crumble to the floor with all its inner contents. But then my eyes zeroed in on one paper. I wonder why it suddenly piqued my interest at a moment like this as I bent to pick it up.

My eyes widened as I read the content. "We must find her," my wolf spoke, and then I headed outside, informing my guards to search everywhere and bring Violet back.