Chasing His Rejected Luna

JADEMy fist clenched around the tray I was holding. The scalding mug of coffee staring back at me like a bad omen. Or maybe it was the effect of the bitterness churning in my chest. The sight before me made the acidic taste in my mouth more potent.Heat makes my skin prickle with goosebumps as I heard the giggles coming from Atlas's office. My husband and the alpha of Blackmoon pack.While he was there giggling and having the time of his life with her. I was out here, watching from a closed glass on our fourth anniversary. Alone as I have always been in this marriage. I hated the fact Annie had to come back into our lives. Today is the fourth year that we have been married, but he probably doesn't even remember.I thought things were getting better, but now it seemed like there was no hope for me anymore. At least he should show some respect for his Luna. If not for his wife.What would people say if they get to see the two of them together often? Neither of them cared apparently.‘D

JADE“Thank you. Thank you for coming.”I tried to feign a smile, to act like the deep hole in my heart wasn't eating at me. Not many people attended the funeral. Most of them were distant relatives I didn't even know existed. My feet hurt where I stood and I was very sure I have run out of tears. My stomach growled, as I watched the old men and women move around the house, stuffing their faces with food.If I didn't know any better, I would think that it was a black themed birthday party because of the lack of sadness in the air. It had been very hard to make the food they were munching away on.My grandmother was very traditional, even down to the things she ate. Since I had Irish ancestry, I had to find out how to make foods I didn't even know were edible. With little to no help from anyone, I had successfully managed to make it edible for these people to come and eat and catch up on old times.“Our deepest condolences. We're sorry for your loss.” A woman patted me on the should

JADEI threw my clothes towards the direction of the bed and my suitcase, not even turning around to see if they actually fell on the bed or on the floor. Actually, I didn't care. As long as I packed my things and was out of here as quickly as possible, that we all that mattered. Divorce. It was something that has been on my mind for a very long time. I'd touched the papers over and over again, even scared to bring it out of the envelope because I didn't want to accept that I actually wanted a divorce. I wanted this marriage to work but now. I HAD wanted this marriage to work. I knew it wouldn't work no matter what I did. No matter how much I tried, it was doomed from the start.How could I even be fighting a war with an opponent that didn’t care?I stuffed my belongings into my box, not wanting to leave anything behind.I had already signed the divorce papers and they were on the bed, waiting for him. Whenever he decided that he wanted to stop being Annie's lap dog and come back ho

JADE I didn't know who to turn to after all of this. I had nowhere to go. No one to even call. There was no family that I know of anywhere. It had always been just me and my grandmother since my mum died. And when the alpha found us in the woods and brought us to his pack. It became our new home. They became our new family. Everyone that I know is tied to the pack. And I can't call Andrew. He lives in the pack and Atlas is still his alpha. He may want to help me but he can’t defy Atlas if he uses his alpha dominance on him. I came down from the cab. I’d checked the farthest motel from the house and told the driver. A breath escaped my dry lips as I stood with my lone suitcase outside the large building. “Jade?” I turned when I heard my name. My eyes squinted at the sight of the familiar face. I recognized Atlas’s uncle, Brandon, immediately. They didn't particularly share any physical similarities, even with Atlas’s father but I knew him well enough from the few times he has b

JADE Brandon was right when he said no one would bother me when I’m here. Except for the delivery man that came to bring the groceries he had ordered for me, no one has knocked on the door. Not even him. He called me a few days ago through the home phone to say he was going out of town and it had been unexpected. He gave me his beta’s contact to call in case of emergencies. After assuring me that he wouldn’t tell anyone where I was. His exact words were; “Trust me, no one will know where you are unless you tell them yourself.” I had no one to call. My phone was even off. Knowing Atlas would probably blow it up with calls. Or I thought he would. He has never cared for my presence. He is probably relieved I’m gone. He can start the life he has always wanted with Annie. I don’t know why that still left a bitter taste in my mouth. I shook my head, getting rid of any more thoughts of him. It has been one week since my grandmother’s funeral and since I told him I wanted a divorce. I’