novelxo Chapter Novel Heirs 2
Kane froze at the word "divorce." He pulled back from my neck to study my face. "Do you even know what you're saying?" he asked, loosening his grip on my wrists.
I drew my hands protectively to my chest and searched his expression for any hint of pain at the
suggestion. But I was fooling myself. He was one of the most powerful Alphas in our pack, second only to his father. A divorce would give him back his freedom - exactly what he wanted. Why would he be upset? Tears spilled down my cheeks as I repeated, "Let's get a divorce."
Deep lines creased his forehead. "Whatever," he scoffed, rolling off me and standing up. "You're nothing but a pain in my ass."
I pushed myself up. "I mean it." To prove my point, I pulled the papers from the drawer.
"What's that?" he sneered.
I held them out. "I've already signed. I won't be your wife anymore."
Kane snatched the papers, glanced at them, then tossed them aside before grabbing my throat.
His jaw clenched as he glared at me.
I clawed at his hands, trying to break free, but he only tightened his grip. We struggled in silence, the tension crackling between us as his fingers pressed harder against my throat.
"Who do you think you're dealing with?" he growled. "You think you can just do whatever you want?" Fighting for breath, I managed to say, "I'll leave Nightfall Pack."
His hand shifted from my throat to my jaw, and his lips twisted into a cruel smile that could make anyone's blood run cold. "Really? Where would a wolf-less nobody like you go? What pack would take you in?"
I met his hate-filled stare. I was the only person he truly despised, and he had Ruby now. So why fight this? If he wanted to be with her, why not let me go?
He felt nothing for me. These past two years had been hell; I'd done everything possible to please him. But this man was heartless - he never saw my love.
Even knowing he didn't love me, I'd held onto hope that he'd eventually come back to his wife, or at least understand how much I cared.
"I-I stayed because I thought we could have a family with children-"
"Children?" His eyes flashed dangerously. "You think I'd let you carry my heir, you pathetic woman? Stop dreaming about things you'll never have."
My mouth fell open in shock. In that moment, I knew I could never tell him about the pregnancy. These babies would be mine alone. I'd raise them with love, not surrounded by his hatred.
"What?" he demanded, squeezing my jaw. "Cat got your tongue?"
I summoned my courage. "Why won't you just sign the papers?"
His eyes darkened yet blazed with anger. "You think I won't?"
I held his gaze defiantly, though my heart hammered in my chest. Deep down, I wanted him to reconsider,
to tell me not to go, to choose me over Ruby. To say he wanted our marriage to last forever. Even if he never loved me, I hoped he'd refuse to sign for the sake of our time together.
Instead, he released my jaw and stepped back. With a snort, he snatched up the discarded papers and grabbed the pen from my nightstand, signing his name as if he couldn't get rid of me fast enough.
I watched his face for any sign of regret, but found only indifference.
Though I'd prepared the papers myself, I never expected such coldness or the emptiness it would bring. Pain pierced my heart like a thousand needles.
How could he feel nothing while cutting someone out of his life who had cared so deeply?
As if to twist the knife deeper, he carelessly dropped the papers to the floor. Then he pulled out his wallet, took out a credit card, and shoved it into my hand. "Here. Consider it payment for your bedroom services these past two years."
Tears fell silently as he turned and left. I lowered my head, destroyed.
I'd been used. Completely used. His words echoed in my mind, each syllable a fresh betrayal. I'd given him my heart and trust. In return, I got his contempt and convenience.
The card's edge bit into my palm. I stared at it, then at the floor, lost in memories of our time together. Slowly, I placed my hand on my stomach and whispered, "I'm sorry. I have to take you both away from your father to protect you."
I set the card on the nightstand and packed my suitcase, wiping away tears as I worked.
He'd mocked my love. Used me for "bedroom services."
"I'll never forget this, Kane Thorne," I said, closing my suitcase. With newfound determination, I left the room, knowing I would never look back.