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Remi’s POV
The slap echoed in my ears, and for a moment, everything went still. The world blurred, the crowd’s murmurs faded, and all I could hear was the sting of Eros’s palm across my cheek. My face burned, but it wasn’t just from the physical pain–it was from the humiliation, the coldness in his eyes. The man I had loved, the man I had sacrificed
everything for, had just slapped me like I was nothing. Not his Luna. Not his mate. Just a nuisance.
Tears welled in my eyes, but I forced them ba
not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break further. But it was too much. My chest ached, a tightness that had been growing for weeks, months, years now I was drowning in it.
*Remil* Eros’s voice cut through the thick tension, sharp and accusatory. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
I opened my mouth, but no words came out. The room had fallen silent, the eyes of the pack members all trained
on me, but their judgment was nothing compared to the burning fury in Eros’s gaze.
“Enough,” came my father’s voice, booming across the room. Alpha Donovan. “Remi, you are ruining the mood. Today is supposed to be a celebration. We have our beloved real daughter back, and here you are, crying and
sobbing”
His words hit like a physical blow. Real daughter. The phrase stung, a reminder that I had never truly belonged here, that I had only ever been a placeholder, a mistake–a mistake they were now eager to correct.
“You’re such a bummer,” my mother, Luna Kierra, chimed in with disgust. “You ruin the atmosphere every time you’re here. Go cry somewhere else. This is a celebration for Daisy, not you.”
I couldn’t stop the sob that escaped my lips. My heart felt like it was being ripped out of my chest. Leave, they said. Go somewhere else, they demanded.
So, I left
I didn’t say a word. I didn’t try to explain. There was no point. Not when my own parents, the very people who
were supposed to love me, had turned their backs on me. Not when Eros, the man I had given everything to, had slapped me and humiliated me in front of everyone. There was nothing left here for me.
As I stepped out into the cold night air, my wolf roared inside me. The fury was burning–my body was trembling with it. The anger, the rage, the betrayal–everything was clawing at me, urging me to tear down this world that rejected me urging me to use the power of the moonstone that made me stronger.
But then, my hand instinctively pressed to my abdomen. I was pregnant. I can’t, I thought, swallowing back the fire. Not yet. My wolf growled in protest, but I knew this wasn’t the time. I couldn’t risk my baby. I couldn’t let my rage destroy the fragile life I was carrying. So, I walked Slowly, deliberately, I walked away from everything I had ever
known
I wandered aimlessly through the streets, my heart heavy and my mind clouded with a mix of anger and despair. I didn’t know where I was going. All I knew was that I couldn’t stay here. I couldn’t stay in a place where I was nothing. Where I was nobody. I wasn’t even the Alpha’s daughter anymore. I was just… Remi.
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Eventually, I made my way home–the packhouse I had once thought of as mine. The place where Eros and I had built our life together, or so I thought. The door opened with a creak, and I stepped inside, my heart sinking with each step. The house felt colder than it ever had before. The walls, once warm with memories of our love, now seemed suffocating
And then, I heard it. The sound that shattered my last shred of hope.
Moaning. Soft, breathy moans that made my stomach churn. Eros and Daisy. In our bed. In the bed that had once
been ours.
I stood frozen in the doorway, my heart in my throat as I heard their voices. Eros’s deep, familiar tone. Daisy’s breathy giggles. “You’re so much better than her,” I heard Eros say, his voice laced with a smug satisfaction. “Remi’s
so boring. She’s like a lifeless doll in bed.”
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. The words echoed in my head, the realization that Eros had never cared for
me, never loved me like he should have. He had never seen me. Not really.
A bitter laugh escaped my lips as Daisy’s laughter rang out, followed by a soft sigh of satisfaction. “She’s nothing compared to me,” she purred. “I’m glad I’m finally where I belong.”
My wolf howled in fury, the desire to lash out so strong that it was nearly overwhelming. But I forced it down. I
couldn’t lose control. Not now. Not when I had so much at stake.
I didn’t know how long they shared my bed together. All I knew was after some time, Daisy finally left.
I turned and walked away, but not before I heard the door creak open. Eros stepped into the hallway, looking at me with that same indifferent expression, as though I were nothing more than an inconvenience.
“You’re here,” he said, as though addressing a servant. “I’m hungry. Make me something to eat.”
I didn’t move. I didn’t even flinch. Instead, I walked past him, heading straight for the photos–the memories I had once cherished–scattered across the room. I collected them, one by one, until they were all in a box. Pictures of me and Eros, of the life I thought we had. And then, I took the box outside.
I set it on fire.
The flames flickered, licking at the edges of the memories I had tried to hold on to. I felt a strange sense of relief
as the paper curled and blackened. The life I thought I had was gone, burned to ashes.
Eros came outside, his voice sharp. “What are you doing? Are you deaf? I told you to cook something.”
I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. His words didn’t matter anymore. Nothing he said could reach me.
“There’s food in the fridge,” I said, my voice cold and empty. “You can eat it yourself.”
As the flames grew higher, I thought about how much I hated this house now. The walls, the furniture–it all reeked of Daisy. The scent of her filled every corner, and it made my stomach turn. This house doesn’t belong to me
anymore.
I set a timer. Tomorrow, when I was already gone, when I was far away, this house would burn to the ground. A fitting end for everything it had represented.
With one last glance at the fire, I grabbed the divorce agreement I had prepared after I was asked to leave party last time. Thankfully, my good friend was able to make me this document in a rush. It was time to make this official.
When I returned inside, Eros was still on the phone with Daisy, completely ignoring me. I stood in front of him, holding the papers. “Sign this,” I said, my voice steady despite the pain. “It’s a pack issue agreement.”
Without even glancing up, he took the papers, signed them casually, and shoved them back at me. “Leave me alone now”
I nodded, my heart breaking with every passing second. As I turned to leave, I whispered to myself, “I will. Forever”