Ceres's POV

After a few seconds, the call connected, and that very familiar voice of my best friend, Jasmine, rang out. “Ceres, is that you?” she asked in disbelief.

As soon as I heard her voice, I was choked up with emotions all over again.

I couldn't blame her for asking that question. After all, it had been three years since we last spoke to each other. I had abandoned her, as I did every member of my family and pack, and now, look where that had gotten me. I wiped my free-flowing tears with the back of my hand and sniffled.

“It’s me, Jasmine.” I tried to hide the emotion in my voice. “Please, can you come and get me?” I sobbed, my voice finally betraying me.

“Are you crying, Ceres? Did something happen?” she asked in a panic-stricken voice.

I couldn't bring myself to utter any more words as I was filled with emotions. At my silence, Jasmine said in a fierce and steady voice, “Wait right there for me, Ceres. I’m coming to pick you up right away!”

The line went dead.

Jasmine had been my best friend since our childhood days. She was the only daughter of Alpha Frederick, Alpha of the Crimson Pack. Their pack and ours shared the same border. Our fathers were childhood friends, just like us.

Jasmine was a beauty to behold, with wavy blond hair, aquarium-blue eyes that turned gray whenever her wolf emerged, a perfectly carved face, and a beautiful slender body. She was the definition of perfect.

She had strongly opposed my marriage to Richard, but I had stubbornly ignored her advice and followed my heart, completely cutting her off. I stopped taking her calls, refused to see her whenever she came looking for me, until eventually, she stopped trying to reach out.

Thirty minutes later, headlights cut through the darkness as Jasmine's red luxury car pulled up. As soon as she got out of the car, she rushed toward me, her eyes filled with tears as she pulled me into a tight hug.

“Goddess, I have missed you so much!” she said.

Releasing me from her embrace, her eyes landed on my suitcase, and she looked at me, already understanding what had happened.

“Let's go back to my apartment first, babe.” Her voice was filled with a cocktail of anger and sympathy.

Half an hour later, we arrived at a luxurious downtown apartment in Crimson Pack. It looked even better than I remembered. The paintings on the walls was immaculate and new, indicating it had been done recently. I wasn't surprised; Jasmine never went more than a year without renovating her apartment. She had always lived a life of luxury. She was never in want of anything.

Whatever Jasmine needed, all she had to do was ask, and her father and two older brothers would make sure it was delivered to her. She was what I would call a spoiled brat.

As soon as we stepped into Jasmine's apartment, she cursed angrily, “I wanted to storm over to the Transcorp Hotel and curse him out when I saw the news today. That heartless piece of shit! How dare he try to force his illegitimate child on you?”

Hearing her angry words, I thought I would feel hurt all over again, but I felt nothing. It was as though everything about Richard had become a distant memory.

Shaking my head, I smiled bitterly. “We’re getting a divorce tomorrow.”

“Way to go, girl!” she exclaimed proudly. “You have no business being with someone who treats you like trash. Imagine the only daughter of the Alpha King, ruler of all Alphas, being treated with no value or respect. You deserve better, babe!”

As she spoke, she walked over to help me unpack my things. I heaved a long sigh upon hearing her mention my father, Alpha Triston of the Snowfall Pack.

The truth is, a few years after I was born, my parents sent me abroad for my studies.

As soon as I came home many years later, I decided to go Richard's pack and work in his company. I had always been that wolf who didn’t like the limelight, so I kept my identity as the Alpha King’s daughter hidden from everyone.

Although my parents and brother had their reservations about it, they decided to support my decision. But when I told them that I wanted to become Richard’s Luna, they kicked against it. My father even threatened to disown me if I went through with it, yet i did.

Just the thought of it made my heart grow heavy. I had turned my back on my family, and it had all been for nothing. I bet none of them would want to set eyes on me now.

When we were done unpacking my things, Jasmine pulled me into her arms in a warm hug. “It’s good to finally have you back, babe. You are not allowed to fall in love with that jerk in the future, do you hear me?”

My eyes welled up with tears again as I thought of everything I had been through, all the time I had wasted pursuing the wrong man.

I replied Jasmine with resolution, “I won’t. It’s a promise.”

The promise I made to Jasmine was more for myself than for her. It was a reminder not to allow myself to be vulnerable to Richard ever again.

****

The next morning, the weather was gloomy, as though the clouds were conspiring to block out the sun's light.

I adorned myself in a black off-shoulder, knee-length gown that I hadn’t worn in three years, abandoning my usual dignified style of dressing as the Luna of Silver Moon Pack. I was completely done with that life.

I stood in front of the mirror, my green eyes catching my reflection. I could feel my wolf stir happily within me. The dark color of my gown complemented my very pale skin so well. Instead of tying my red hair in a knot like I would usually do, I let it loose, allowing it to cascade around my face.

Jasmine and I left for the courthouse at 9 a.m., arriving thirty minutes early.

We waited in the car at the entrance of the courthouse until 11 a.m., and still, there was no sign of Richard.

“Maybe he’s just running late. Let's wait a bit more,” I said to Jasmine, sensing her impatience.

An extra hour passed, and there was still no sign of him.

Jasmine glanced outside the window. “What the hell is keeping him? How can an Alpha not know how to keep to time?” she yelled.

“Let me call him,” I said, taking out my cellphone from my handbag. I called Richard several times, but he declined all my calls and ignored my text messages.

I then scrolled through my contacts for the number of a reporter who I knew had a good relationship with the Winston Corporation and dialed it.

As soon as it connected, I went straight to the point in a calm voice. “I have evidence of Alpha Richard's infidelity, and I’d love to give it to you for free. Are you interested?”

He was completely taken aback but quickly agreed and hung up.

Impressed with what I had done, Jasmine gave me a high-five. “I am so proud of you, girl! That’s how you do it!”

I flipped my hair back and smiled. “Let's wait a little longer. He’ll be here soon now that he knows what’s at stake.”

In less than ten minutes, my cellphone rang. I glanced at the screen and chuckled softly. My strategy had worked.

It was Richard.

I answered the call but before i could get any word in, he growled angrily,

“What the hell do you think you are doing, Ceres?”

“You’d better come to work at the Corporation right away, or I’ll fire all these incompetent members of staff in your department!”

Richard's POV

“The only regret I have is not leaving you long ago.” Ceres left after saying this. I fell into disarray, unable to sleep a wink. I gulped down yet another glass of alcohol. The warmth slid down my throat, but the numbness I was waiting for eluded me. No matter how much I drank, I just couldn't shake that memory off—the memory of Ceres's cold face as she stood by the door with her luggage and told me she regretted not leaving me long ago. The nerve of her to say that!

“It was all your fault, Richard! She left because of you,” my wolf snarled in my head.

“She will come back,” I retorted and gulped down another glassful of alcohol.

“What if she doesn't? Huh? What if she’s serious about divorcing you? Us?”

Anger seared through my entire body. I heard a crack and looked down at my hand to see that it had crushed the glass cup. Blood dripped from my hand onto the plush gray rug on the floor, but I felt no pain. I just stared blankly at it, wondering if what my wolf had said was true.

No! It can't be! She loves me too much! She wouldn't do something like that!

I scoffed. She does know how to bluff though.

I rose from the chair, went to the bathroom, and put my bleeding hand under the running water, removing the piece of glass stuck in my palm that was preventing my wound from healing.

Once completely healed, I went back to the room and glanced around. It felt totally different now that Ceres was gone.

She will come back. I just need to give her time to clear her head and realize she cannot live without me.

My eyes darted to the window by the bedside draped with white long curtains. The soft rays of light sifting through them made me realize it was already dawn.

An hour later, I was being driven to the office by my driver.

Martins, my beta and personal assistant, was sitting in the front passenger seat. I noticed he had been stealing glances at me through the rearview mirror.

“Is there something you would like to get off your chest?” I asked coldly.

He shook his head slightly, an emotion I couldn’t read flickering in his eyes. “No, Alpha.”

I dragged my eyes away from him and looked out the window, staring blankly at the pedestrians on the sidewalk.

We soon arrived at my company. When the car was parked, I got out and made my way toward the large glass doors at the entrance of my corporation.

They slid open automatically, revealing a well-lit reception area. The walls were adorned with minimalist artwork, and the company's logo was prominently displayed in bold, polished letters on a feature wall behind the reception desk.

My ears picked up on the commotion inside even before I walked in.

“Alpha Richard has arrived! Alpha Richard has arrived!”

My staff were scampering to their positions. As soon as I stepped inside, everyone froze in place.

With Martins by my side, I made my way toward the elevator.

“Good morning, Alpha,” they greeted, but I was in no mood to acknowledge their greetings—not this morning. I was exhausted from the sleepless night I’d had.

I got into the elevator and went straight to my office.

I was going through some documents when the intercom on the desk rang. I answered it. It was my secretary.

“Yes? What is it?” I asked in an impatient tone.

“Alpha, Ms. Anita Benson is here to see you.”

I rubbed my forehead, making up my mind on what to say. I was in no mood to see anybody, at least not right now.

“Tell him it is about Lucky,” I heard Anita say to my secretary.

“Send her in,” I instructed. If it was about my son, I could always make an exception.

Anita strutted into my office, wearing a red gown that accentuated her slender body. Her blonde hair cascaded around her face. She was nothing short of perfection. A smile graced her lips as she approached, her blue eyes fixed on me.

“Good morning, Richard,” she greeted.

I nodded slightly in response.

Just as she was about to round the desk and approach me, I gestured toward the seat across from my desk and said, “Please sit.”

Her lips curved into a slight frown that quickly disappeared.

“You mentioned having something to say about Lucky,” I said.

She leaned forward in her seat. “Yes, Richard, Lucky barely slept last night. He was running a fever and was calling for you.”

“He’s sick?”

She nodded frantically. “I don’t know what the problem could be.”

“Where is he now? Why isn’t he with you?” I asked eagerly.

She rubbed the bridge of her nose. “I left him with his nanny.”

I immediately called Martins and asked him to send the pack doctor to my hotel, where I had lodged Lucky and Anita.

“I’m sure it’s nothing really serious. He’ll be fine,” I assured Anita.

Just then, my cell phone rang. I checked to see who it was. Upon seeing that it was one of the reporters representing my company, I answered.

“Alpha Richard, Luna Ceres just called and promised to give me proof of your infidelity. I’m so confused. I don’t know what’s going on,” he said in a scared tone.

“She did what?” I growled, rising from my swivel chair.

“She promised to give me proof of your infidelity for free, Alpha. I don’t know if I’m the only one she’s called. You need to reach out to her before she does any further damage.”

“Alright, thank you.”

I ended the call and scrolled through my screen in anger, searching for Ceres’s number.

This stupid game she’s playing needs to stop right now! She’s becoming quite petty in my eyes, going to such lengths to get my attention.

As soon as I found her number, I dialed it. She answered after a few seconds, and I demanded to know what the hell she thought she was doing.

“Alpha Richard, I’ve been waiting for you at the court for several hours. Since you didn’t show up, I had to resort to drastic measures,” she said. There it was again, that cold, indifferent tone she’d been using with me since yesterday.

Anger swirled within me, and I growled, “What the hell do you think you are doing, Ceres?”

You’d better come to work at the Corporation right away, or I’ll fire all these incompetent members of staff in your department!”

Ceres's POV

Richard abruptly hung up after saying his piece. I stared blankly at the cellphone, completely gobsmacked by his words. Did he despise me so much that he would actually take it out on all the members of staff in my department?

“What’s wrong, babe? What did he say?”

Jasmine asked.

I tilted my head in her direction and told her exactly what Richard had said.

Anger flared in her eyes. “Has he gone nuts? What kind of a man is that, Ceres? How did you ever get yourself to fall in love with a narcissist like him?”

I drew in a deep breath and exhaled.

“You’ll have to head back to your apartment, babe. I need to go sort this out,” I said.

“No way! I’m coming with you!” Jasmine's anger was palpable.

I held her hand and pleaded, “Please, babe, let me do this by myself. I’ll see you in a few hours, alright?”

She heaved a sigh and reluctantly agreed. “Alright, but if you need me, don’t hesitate to call.”

I nodded with a smile and left her car, then hailed a taxi. I arrived at Winston’s Corporation in less than an hour. After paying the driver, I made my way into the towering skyscraper that loomed over the city.

Earlier, I had called that particular reporter, knowing he would contact Richard and report me to him. I had done it in hopes of getting Richard to come to the court. Little did I know he would instead threaten to fire my subordinates if I didn't shoe up to work.

I walked through the glass doors with my head held high. The members of staff froze when they saw me. None of them had expected me to show up so soon, especially with all the rumors swirling about my marital troubles with their Alpha. The gossip had spread like wildfire.

My sharp ears picked up on their whispers.

“Luna Ceres really has no shame coming to work after all her secrets have been brought to light,” one said.

“She actually looks different in that sexy knee-length gown she’s wearing,” another added.

“She’s probably trying to compete with the Alpha’s new mistress—you know, the mother of his illegitimate son.”

Their hurtful words were like a sharp dagger piercing through my soul, but I chose to ignore them. Instead, I focused on the reason I was there.

Without wasting time, I stormed up to Richard's office, clutching the divorce papers and my resignation letter tightly in my hands. I wasn’t here for pleasantries. I wanted out of this pack and this toxic bond as soon as possible.

When I got to Richard's office, I didn’t bother knocking. I just pushed the door open and let myself in with the force of a storm.

What I saw made my blood boil.

Anita was hugging Richard tightly, her blue eyes tearful. As soon as she saw me, she smiled and sniffled, hugging Richard even tighter. It appeared as though Richard was offering her some comfort and solace.

“Pretentious fox!” Elsa, my wolf, snarled in my head.

I clenched my fists in fury. I didn’t expect to see her here, but then again, it wasn’t all that surprising since they had a child together.

Richard, who had his back to me, sensed my presence and tilted his head in my direction. His eyes were cold as he stared at me.

Gradually releasing Anita from his embrace, he turned fully, facing me.

I stepped forward, my lips curling in disdain as I spoke in a sharp voice. “I had originally intended to conclude the divorce proceedings first before tendering my resignation letter, but it appears I’ll have to do the latter first.”

Richard’s blue eyes turned icy cold as he glared at me, his hands sliding into his pant pockets. His perfectly pressed shirt and composed demeanor only added to the frigid aura surrounding him.

“Aren’t you worried that your little stunt will cost your team their positions?” he asked, his tone dripping with indifference.

Was he seriously still pulling that card—firing my team members, knowing I’d trained them myself and cared deeply about them?

I scoffed and raised a brow, my defiance unshaken as I replied, “If you fire them, I’ll take every single one of them with me. They deserve far better than to serve under someone like you.”

The room fell into a tense silence for a moment.

My eyes shifted to Anita, who had averted her gaze and was smiling faintly. When her gaze met mine again, she grabbed her bag from the desk, pulled out a velvet box, and approached me.

“Ceres,” she said softly, “I found out quite late yesterday that it was the third anniversary of your mating ceremony with Richard. I’m sorry he was busy taking care of Lucky and me to even remember.”

A wicked smile flashed across her face. “But don’t worry. I went with him to a jewelry store yesterday evening to pick out this gift for you. I hope you like it.”

Now standing just a few inches from me, she leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper only I could hear. “By the way, I have a necklace just like this one. Richard picked it out for me first.”

Elsa, my wolf surged angrily within me, wanting to surface as rage coursed through my entire being.

Anita stared at me intently, her sinister smile clearly a bid to provoke me further. Then, with a dramatic jerk, she extended her hand, presenting the gift.

Richard had prepared a gift with her and even gotten her the same one? The absurdity of it made me feel sick, as though I’d stepped into the filthiest den imaginable.

Without hesitation, I knocked the box out of Anita’s hands, the sharp sound of it hitting the floor echoing in the room.

“Save it, Anita,” I said coldly. “I know exactly the kind of snake you are, and I don’t need any gift from either of you.”

Anita’s eyes widened, tears springing to them as she sobbed. “I know you’re angry with me because of what happened yesterday, and I totally understand, but please don’t take it out on my innocent child, Lucky. Please take him into his father’s pack and raise him as your own child.”

Her sobs grew louder, filling the room.

Richard glared at me coldly. “What are you doing, Ceres?”

His eyes shifted to the gift box on the floor, then back to Anita, who was still sobbing. His gaze turned on me, fierce and angry.

“How dare you try to bully her right in front of me?”

Anita immediately went to him, clinging to his arm, her eyes filled with tears as she whimpered, “Ceres has every right to be mad at me, Richard. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t like the gift I chose for her. All I beg is for her to treat our child, Lucky, like her own. I never intended to ruin your marriage.”

Richard’s blue eyes glinted with cold fury as he turned his gaze on me, his expression unreadable but charged with authority.

I folded my arms, watching Anita’s pitiful display with a mix of disgust and dark amusement. I couldn’t help but be impressed by how skilled she was at playing the victim card.

A few seconds later, I said in an icy tone, glaring at Anita, “You became Richard’s mistress, bore an illegitimate child, and now you’re pretending to be the victim? It’s almost impressive how shameless you are.”

Her pale face became even more ashen, and she leaned weakly against Richard’s chest, sobbing profusely.

Richard’s jaw tightened, and his angry eyes glared at me as he warned in a low and menacing tone, “Watch it, Ceres! Don’t be harsh toward Anita. She is not the other woman. You’d better show her some respect!”

His words struck me like a blow, but I refused to flinch. Instead, I let out a bitter laugh, my sharp gaze locking onto Richard’s. “Respect her? Does she even deserve it?”

My words were laced with venom, but my heart ached seeing the man I once loved defending Anita as though she were his mate and priority. That made me feel like the villain who had intruded on their union.

An unreadable emotion flashed across his eyes. Anita’s pathetic sobs, which had grown louder, drew his attention back to her, and I could tell in that moment that he felt sorry for her.

His gaze shifted back to mine, and he ordered in a firm voice, “Apologize to Anita now!”

I scoffed in disbelief. “Apologize?” I asked, utterly surprised. Had I perhaps heard him correctly? Did he really just ask me to apologize to his mistress?

I was still trying to wrap my head around that when Anita, the opportunist, took a cup from the desk and approached me. I wondered what she was about to do.

In a sweet, small voice, she said, “Ceres, I should be the one apologizing to you.”

She extended the cup toward me. There was coffee inside. I saw through her ploy before she could carry it out. She wanted to douse me with the coffee.

In an instant, my primal instincts kicked in, and I dodged backward with a fluidity that was almost unnatural, avoiding the spill. Anger coursed through me, and without thinking twice, I landed a resounding slap across Anita’s face.

Clap!

The slap echoed through the room, followed by the sharp sound of the cup shattering on the floor.

Anita staggered, her head snapping to the side, as a red welt bloomed across her pale cheek. Tears streamed down her face as she covered the mark with trembling fingers, her wide eyes filling with terror…