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?!"

Samantha’s POV

I tried to speak but could not because of the tears streaming down my cheeks; I placed my palm over my eyes while sobbing gently, settling myself for a moment, and staring him in the eyes with a gloomy expression.

"I...I want a divorce!"

Lucas is staring at me in silence, and I am aware that he is surprised because he didn't foresee this happening.

"Do you believe that you will be fine if you divorce me?" I shivered as Lucas laughed sarcastically.

"I'll be fine…." I spoke in a distant, quiet, and lifeless whisper.

Lucas's face clouded, and he exclaimed, "Fine! We are going to inform the Pack Elders about it! You know what? I'll be happy without you!"

"I've made a decision, Lucas! And I believe this is the best decision I will ever make!"

“That you’re leaving me?!”

“Yes!”

After I said this, he went away, leaving me with a loud bang near the door.

I immediately grabbed a dress from my closet, washed my face with water, and walked down the stairs to find Lucas waiting for me.

The servants unlocked the gate for us, and two guards accompanied me to the car and opened the car's door. Before I could respond, Lucas had already thrown me into the car after stopping the guard and telling them to leave me alone.

“What is wrong with you?!”

“Nothing…as you don’t matter to me anymore!” he said and asked the driver to drive to the Pack’s House.

When we arrived at the Pack's House, he left me in the car while he walked alone to be greeted by a pack member. My body trembled as I got out of the car. I know they dislike me since they never treat me as a member of the pack or as the Luna of this pack.

Lucas eyed me from a distance, then returned, grabbed my hand, and dragged me inside the house. The Elder woman examined me intently before glancing at Lucas. As advisors to both alphas and betas, the viewpoint of an elder is highly regarded across the pack. They are expected to serve as role models for the pack, including adults, cubs, and guests, demonstrating the pack's behaviour.

"What could we possibly have here, Alpha Lucas?" The older woman named Ursullas inquired; while she is pretty old, she still possesses strong instincts and is very powerful.

"We've chosen to part ways; I've rejected her as my luna, and she's no longer my mate!" Lucas spoke deliberately, word by word, and then he glanced at me and said, "I don't love her..."

“How about you, Samantha?” Ursula asks.

“Uhm, I...uhm—" That’s the only thing I could say with a stuttering voice, I squeezed my eyelids shut to block the hot tears streaming down my face. But it did not.

"Do you ever love your Alpha?"

"All I want is a divorce, and I never want to see his face again. Elders, kindly grant my request...our request!"

The faces of the Pack Elders were furrowed with worry and confusion as they sighed and stared at us like they studied our behaviour.

I don't hear what the elders have decided. My mind went blank, and as I looked at Lucas, I no longer saw any remorse on his face. I thought Lucas would fight for me, he would ask me to be his mate, and he would beg me not to leave him, but it turns out that I was the only one who was in love during our three years of marriage, and he was not there, I was alone.

The next thing I knew, I was alone in my room, packing my things and preparing to leave the Madcrest Pack. I did my best to be the best wife and his luna, but he still doesn't recognize my worth. Maybe I deserve even more, better than him.

Every step I take is accompanied by a heavy heart that wants to return to him, but I can't because he has already told me that he would never love me. Amusing, right? Although it may sound pathetic, I will never impose myself again on someone who causes me only heartache.

Just when I exited the mansion, I felt awe, greeted by cool air, but it became oppressive as the humidity pounded down and suffocated me. The aroma of rain is heavy and smoky.

A low crackle of thunder rolls across the rooftops in the street's silence, accompanied by the pitter-patter of tiny raindrops. Everything halts momentarily. The wind itself holds its breath. A blazing silver stripe breaks the sky, and the rain begins. I exhale heavily and sigh of relief as I stare at the mansion where I resided for three years.

"Bye for now..." but I don't know where I'm going. I'm going nowhere.

I went inside the taxi when someone knocked on the door with a deep sigh. The strange man soaked in the rain seemed to have run all the way here to stop me from where I was going. I rolled down the window and asked, "Who are you?!"

"Ivan...Ivan Boozer," he said with his deep and husky voice before opening the car and instructing the driver to drive elsewhere.

My eyes glow in the dark as I continue to be puzzled while staring at the strange man. Then he said, "I'm your father's Beta, and I'm here to take you to your father!"

A flashback of what happened to me when I was fifteen flashes across my mind. A dark past that I wish to forget. I was chased by Dark Rogues in the wilderness with no one to help me. I ran till I no longer knew where I was going. Even though I was terrified, I simply raced and used all my power to avoid falling to my knees or tumbling to the ground.

Someone falsely accused me, I don't know, forcing me to lose my memories, but Lucas' father was able to save me from the Dark Ruthless Rogues who were chasing me and almost killed me by then.

He asked me to marry his son, took me to his pack, and introduced me to his son, Lucas. The first time I saw him, I was swamped with awe, and my heart was racing with excitement. My eyes slowly filled with tears as I remembered everything.

I sniffled and said, “I don’t want to go back again, and be chased by Dark Rogues!”

Ivan was stunned as he heard that from me, but it didn't stop him from persuading me from returning to my father, as the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack.

“He had no idea what I’ve been through for the past three years!” I added while I gritted my teeth and grasped the hem of the dress while thinking about what happened to me.

"What do you mean?" Ivan asked with a quiet and curious tone. He appears pretty interested in what happened to me. Because there is always another side to every tale, and nobody heard my side.

"I suspected that one of the members of the Feral Pack had framed me that year! Therefore, it is unsafe for me to return there! Can you not see? I no longer have a pack…everyone tried to betray me!"

Ivan groaned and handed me a black card from his coat pocket, saying, "If you change your mind, feel free to call me. We are always here for you, Samantha, and you are always welcome to rejoin the pack." As I did not accept the black card on his palm, he groaned and said, "Fine, I agree with you. I'll discuss this with your father and see what his conclusion is. Just take the card—"

"Get out! I don’t want your card or you contract!"

Ivan raised his hand and responded, "I will going to find you, Samantha!"

I shoved him out of the car, and I could hear his angry growl.

“Miss that was dangerous—” the driver said with a trembling voice.

“Yes, I know, so please keep driving!”

Samantha’s POV

The night was peaceful and filled with silence. The chauffeur dropped me off at a hotel that I could only afford with my own money. I sighed as I entered the hotel, which was dim, too small, and not as cozy as my previous home. Perhaps it is time for me to realize that I am destined to be this way.

I place my clothing on the dresser when the curtain sways in the chilly air, and I smell the familiar scent of a wolf. I retreated, and, to my amazement, Ivan Boozer appeared again in front of me.

"Oh f*ck!" I was startled and asked him, "Do you have a habit of startling me?" I yelled at him, and he responded with a chuckle while raising his hand in the dark room.

"Easy, girl!"

I then turned on the light and confronted him.

"What do you want?!"

"Here is the contract; please sign it—"

"Sign what?!"

He handed me the contract and instructed me to take a seat and read it.

"What proposal did my father make? How did you find me?”

He folded his arms and proceeded, "Your father has asked you to become the CEO of Patterson’s Feral Group, the pack's business. If you accept the offer, it's acceptable if you don't return the pack, but if you reject it, your father will attack the Madcrest Pack because of your poor decision."

I think of Lucas, who was my first love and the only person I have loved for the past three years. If my father decides to fight the pack, I cannot stand by and watch him suffer, especially because Lucas's father has previously defended me from Dark Rogue attacks. I cannot do that to them because I owe them big time, which is my life.

“I…I don’t understand,” I said while shaking my head, “How could my father trust me to run a business of the pack? What could be his possible reason?”

“Well, I don’t know either, maybe he has his own reasons.” Ivan said and sat in front of me, he folded his hand together and asked, “So? Are you gonna sign it or not?”

I shake my head, “Fine, I’m going to accept this since you don’t give me an option, either to accept it or my father will attack and break my former pack and I don’t want that to happen.”

I quickly grab the black card from his palm and sign the contract, transitioning from the poor girl to a rich girl. I will use my authority to protect myself so that I am never mistreated again.

I returned to the Pack House since I left my purse there while my mind was preoccupied with so many things. When I arrived, the surrounding was eerily quiet, and not a single member of the pack greeted me. Like I care!

After the divorce document was filed this afternoon, I felt so saddled that even my heart and mind were despairing. I sighed upon seeing Lucas's mother, Emelia Frederson. She blocked me as I was ready to leave the manor house. Then, her expression changed to that of a mother-in-law who had always loathed me for marrying her son. The gap between us was one meter, and she approached me while I wiped away my tears and studied her face.

"I'd rather not see your face in this Pack House. Because you are such a loser, losers like you deserve nothing!"

"I, too, do not wish to see your face!" She was startled because she had never heard me say something like that to her before; I've always been a good daughter-in-law and a martyr-type wife, but now that I'm finally separated from his son, I can do whatever I want. As I said, I had enough of them. She can no longer embarrass or demean me in front of so many people.

"How dare you! If Lucas were to decide to divorce you, you'd be homeless and famished! You cannot survive in this world without the help of my son!"

"It is unnecessary to ask him! I had already divorced your son; were you uninformed? Oh well, you're a bit late! And just so you know, I can survive on my own, and I will prove it!"

She was horrified to hear this from me; her golden eyes widened, and she took out her phone to call Lucas.

"Lucas, dear! I simply want to know if Samantha was telling the truth! Did you two—" Emilia bit her bottom lip as she heard Lucas's response; she then smiled and glanced in my direction. She hung up the phone and took a deep breath before saying, "Well, I'm delighted you're finally out of this pack!"

“Oh, me too! I can't wait to leave here!" I said sarcastically, and I walked away.

“Don’t walk away when I’m still talking to you, b*tch!” she said and pulled the back of my hand and face me with her evil face.

“What do you want, Emilia?”

"I want you to respect me! Don't disrespect me or else—"

I sighed and grasped her arm with my claw, asking, "Otherwise, what? Are you going to harm me? Hmm?!" I confronted her and stared at her face with piercing eyes; she yelled in anguish when she felt the sharp claws in her arm. She shoved me and stepped aside, saying, "I can't believe you have the courage to insult me this way; you owe us everything! We spared you from being nearly killed by Dark Rogues, and now you're acting like an ungrateful bimbo!"

“I’m not ungrateful, and I just remembered that you are not the one who saved me, it’s your husband, therefore I don’t owe you anything, Emilia! Keep that in your little skull which has an empty brain!”

"I'm going to hunt you out! And beg for mercy on your knees!"

"Oh, I'm so scared! But if you mess with me again, I will do the same to you!"

I said as I eventually walked away. I could feel the seething rage within her, she tightened her fist while looking at me, like she wanted to attack, but she couldn’t. Her lips trembled, and I heard a tremendous growl inside the room. Oh, mother-in-law, I no longer care whether you cry with a growl!

Emilia was the most unpleasant mother-in-law I've ever had; I prayed I would never see her face again, as she has been a burden to me as well as her son.

She makes all decisions for me as if she owns me like a slave. And I appear like a good shepherd who praised her to the extent that I hoped she would soon be kind to me, but that did not happen. She humiliated and insulted me in front of the pack, and they didn't do anything to protect me from my cruel mother-in-law; not even Lucas cared. When he looked me in the eyes, he was both emotionless and expressionless. Now that I'm finally freed from this type of relationship and confinement. I hope everything will be fine and I can forget about Lucas because the past three years were a mess and a waste of time.