The Alpha After Divorce

Samantha’s POV

I'm Samantha Woods...

The useless luna that has been ignored and unloved by my Alpha, Lucas Frederson.

We've been married for three years, and the last three years have been misery for me. I've endured his hostile attitude towards me, yet I still love him. I know that it makes no sense that I continue to love him when he never treats me fairly, but I suppose that's how love works.

Lucas has always despised me as if I'm the greatest disgrace to his status as the Alpha of the Madcrest Pack. I did everything to catch his attention and for him to notice me, but nothing worked.

As I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, I sighed softly. I have fair skin, golden round eyes, and rosy, full lips. Not only do I not have an awful body, but I also have an hourglass form. But why can't my Alpha love his luna?

I gulped and was startled as I heard a loud buzz, then I smelled the familiar scent outside. I walked downstairs as fast as possible, and the servants opened the giant gate. I'm baffled as to why Lucas chose to return home at this late hour. I waited at the front entrance and instructed the guards to place him in the master bedroom.

I am currently alone with him, the door is closed, and I am staring at and observing him. He has never appeared so drunk before; if drunk, he can tolerate the alcohol.

I took a step forward to smell his face. Then my eyes widened when he opened his eyes and stared at me with piercing brows.

His threatening eyebrows drew my attention to his red, kissable lips. I exhaled and pushed away, but he grabbed my wrist and drew me closer to him.

“What are you doing, pumpkin?” He asked as he closed his eyes again but his hand was moving freely, he massaged and caressed my breast so gently, I pushed him away and struggled so far with what he was doing to me.

"Lucas!" I exclaimed, but he ignored me; he began to smile as if he were making a joke and said, "Come here..." I found his voice to be so deep yet so gentle.

He grabbed my feet, placed me on the bed, and is now on top of me. "You are so beautiful… I want to make love to you tonight," he whispered, leaning down to offer me a kiss so gentle it could make my lips quiver with fear and excitement.

“Stop it, you’re drunk!”

“What if I’m not?”

I stare into his ocean-blue eyes, which will swear that he will overwhelm me tonight with desires and pleasures.

He grasped my face and drew me closer to his lips; he kissed me as if there were no tomorrow; he took my hand and placed it on his warm chest; I listened to his heartbeat, which was racing, and I loved it. I've been anticipating this moment because, throughout our marriage, he has never treated me as his true mate.

He tore my dress, but I was startled when he did that, so I folded my legs and embraced myself because I didn't want him to see me naked, but I couldn't stop him from kissing me underneath and making me so happy tonight. I am at a loss for what to do, so I submit my body to him with all my heart and allow him to do anything he desires because after all, he is my husband, my mate.

I am astounded by how warm, and soft Lucas' lips feel, even though they do not appear to be very smooth.

My eyes are closed while I ponder — am I dreaming?

As the kiss becomes more comfortable and I quicken my pace, my body begins to melt.

It feels like the world has stopped.

His hands are wrapped around my waist, and mine are locked around his neck until he kisses and savors my breast. His hands traverse my entire body.

I crave to make it last longer. I wish time would stop. Currently, I experience what it must be like to be in paradise.

"You have no clue what I want to do to you," he muttered into my ear, causing me to quiver from his hot breath. Then I wailed and shrieked as he thrust his manhood into me. I cried, and he dried my tears as he slowly pressed me forward.

The night was intense and filled with pleasure.

I said, "I love you, Lucas…." While my tears began to fall gradually, he abruptly said, "Jessica..."

It felt like a dagger had been thrust into my heart as I sobbed gently with my hand covering my mouth. How am I to forget Jessica? Jessica Feathers is the daughter of The Night Growlers Pack.

That was Lucas' first love.

Yesterday, this b*tch even sent me a message reminding me that Lucas will always love her, and she came back for him.

I don’t care anymore, Thus I cannot compete with Jessica to win his heart because no matter what I do, I can't.

*****

The Next Morning,

Someone woke me up with the eyes of a wolf staring at me, his crimson and penetrating gaze making me want to escape. He seemed furious while staring at me. I pulled the blanket over my body, and he pressed me against the wall and asked, "Are you aware of how many problems you caused last night? You drugged me so that we could have s*x?! Is this really what you want, Samantha?"

I was confused about what is he saying, I don’t have any idea so I pushed him away with all my force and he stumbled, yet he still remain calm.

"Stop staring at me slut! You need to answer me! I have no idea why I married someone as lowly as you!"Hearing his harsh words, which caused my lips to tremble and my hot tears slowly roll down my cheeks, I have a heavy heart as I contemplate all of this. "Is it not bad enough that you took my innocence last night? Now you have the audacity to accuse me of drugging you?!"

“Then who could do this to me? You are the only one person I can think can do bad things to me, you planned this all this time! I knew you, Samantha! I know that you convinced my father so that I could marry you!” He said and took a step forward to lean forward, lifted my chin with his slender finger, and stared at my eyes without guilt that he had hurt my feelings a million times.

“I don’t have any idea of what you are talking about! I don’t drug you! I am not like that! Why can’t you believe me for once in your life?!”

“Stop crying! I don't want to watch you cry and tell me you haven't done anything since I'm sure you did this to me! and the only reason you drugged me was I never loved you!"

I slapped his face and yelled at him with a heavy heart. "I want a divorce! I'm so done with you! I had enough and...I—I don't want to take this suffering anymore!"

"What did you just say?!"