Chapter 5 Run Away Lucians POV: In the early morning, after I had finished dealing with the pack matters, I returned home only to find an unsettling level of silence.
Kathryns scent seemed to have faded quite a bit.
Usually at this time, she would be preparing breakfast, but today, she was nowhere to be found in the kitchen.
I went upstairs and headed toward the bedroom, which turned out to be eerily empty as well.
Did she go out? The last few years, she seldom left the house.
Whenever I returned home, she would always have delicious food ready, waiting for my return.
I felt a bit parched, so I poured myself a cup of coffee.
As I sat down at the coffee table, I suddenly noticed a document and a bank card left on the table.
The document was a divorce agreement.
Divorce? Suddenly, I remembered the conversation I had with Kathryn last night.
Lucian, lets get a divorce.
At the time, I received a call from my beta, stating that there was an urgent matter within the pack that needed my attention.
I left in a hurry, without truly contemplating the implications of those words.
The concept of divorce among human partners seemed to imply the dissolution of a romantic relationship, right? She wanted to end our relationship? Why? My heart filled with rage as my wolf began to howl.
No alpha could ever accept the sudden dissolution of a relationship with a luna they had marked for three years! None! My hand tightly clutched those few thin sheets of paper.
Werewolves never married or divorced.
Once they chose a mate, it was for life, until death.
Divorce was merely an excuse that humans came up with to justify their fragile and wavering hearts.
As long as I refused to accept it, my luna can only dream of separating from me! I picked up the divorce agreement and tore it up right away.
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Then, I unlocked my phone and reached out to my subordinates, instructing them to immediately find out where my luna had gone.
I paced back and forth within the house I shared with Kathryn, feeling restless and uneasy due to my mates absence.
If Kathryn was a werewolf, I would have found her by following her scent long ago.
But d*mn it, she was a human! This infuriating human woman, why did she suddenly leave me? I tried hard to remain composed, reflecting on her behavior before she uttered those words.
She had mentioned we only had sex five times in a month.
Was she dissatisfied with the frequency of our lovemaking? But that wasnt my fault! Every night, I yearned to make love to her, wildly and without any reservations! Yet, her passage was so narrow that no amount of lubricant I used seemed to make a difference.
How could I bear to let the number of times she was injured increase? Five times a month was already the absolute limit.
The Moon Goddess could be my witness to how I would numb myself with work every day, all to avoid ravishing her.
My wealth was accumulating, yet my luna had run away! F*ck! I clutched my head in agony.
Finally, my phone rang.
My beta informed me that Kathryn had been found.
She was at a fashion design studio called Lush Moon, located in the old streets of Bearscaster.
Since she went there last night, she hadnt come out.
What was she doing there? How could she have not returned home overnight! I was getting ready to head out and bring my luna back home, but just before I stepped out, Juliette called.
I answered her call while making my way to the garage to get the car.
Alpha, would you accompany me to Lush Moon to buy a bag? The designs by Serenity are quite unique, so Im worried that if I go by myself I didnt bother listening to what Juliette said after that as a crucial keyword caught my attention Lush Moon.
Wasnt that the place Kathryn had gone to? Since our destination was the same, I might as well pick up Juliette on the way.
Sure, Ill come pick you up.
In my haste to return home last night and then dealing with pack matters, I had forgotten that Juliettes body was still recovering from her injury.
If she could stay with me for a few more hours, she should be able to fully recover.
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