NovelEnglishSilver's POV My eyes were completely raw from crying. I didn't think I had any moisture left in me, but once again, I proved myself wrong. My heart was shattered into a million pieces, and I didn't think it would ever get repaired again. Signing those divorce papers had been the hardest thing I ever had to do. Speaking to my father and telling him I was going to spend stin his pack was the second hardest thing I had to do. I was honestly surprised he was lettingspend a few days in Rebecca's apartment.
"But after that, you have to figure out your own way as a rogue. If your husband doesn't want you in his pack, what makes you think I want you in mine??" He all but spat at me.
I flinched at his cruel words, not having the resolve to act strong and defend myself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I am your daughter," I told him, my voice barely above a whisper.
His laugh was cruel and taunting.
"You have never been my daughter. Look at you; you're weak and pathetic. A wolfless. I'm ashamed of you," he spat. "But because I raised you, I'll let you stay with your friend for a few days. That way you can figure out where to go and what to do. But then you got to leave. I can't have a rogue in my pack. What would the packmates think?" The memory of that conversation haunted me. It happened hours ago, and I've been hauled up in Rebecca's guest room since then, unable to move. I let my tears fall and soak through the pillow. My entire body shook as I broke apart.
There was a knock on the bedroom door, and I didn't have the strength to speak or answer it. The door opened slowly, allowing a bit of light from the hallway into the room. I buried my face even further under the covers to shield my eyes from the unwelclighting. "Hey, girl," Rebecca's soft voice broke through the silence. "How are you feeling?" I didn't bother answering her; my marriage ended a few hours ago. How did she think I was feeling? I knew if I spoke, it would be bitter and sarcastic because that was the kind of mood I was in. I didn't want to put my bad attitude on her like that, so I decided to keep myself quiet and continue to cry soundlessly into the pillow.
"I was thinking about ordering food. Do you want anything?" She then asked once she realized I wasn't going to say anything.
"I'm not hungry..." I managed to whisper; my voice sounded so distant, and I hated how raspy my tone was. "Starving yourself isn't going to help you, Silver," she said calmly. "Your father only gave you a few days to go somewhere else. I made scalls and there are a few Alphas that are willing to take you in. Of course, you have to pay for your own place once you get there, but they already know you and they welcyou into their territory. You won't have to worry about being a rogue." Being a rogue was the least of my worries. My marriage was ending and there was nothing I could do about it. The man I was starting to fall in love with, the only person in this world who knewinside and out and still cared aboutdespite the monster that I beconce a month, was out of my reach. Maybe he was never in my reach.
It was obvious I romanticized this entire relationship. I was stupid enough to believe that he could potentially fall foreven if this marriage did start off as a contract.
I was good enough to have sex with, but I wasn't good enough to love.
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I wondered if he had sex with Shirley too. The very thought madefeel gross and couldn't help but tremble En in my skin. "He's scum, Silver," Rebecca tried to lighten the mood. "Has he even tried to call you?" I shrugged one shoulder.
"My phone is off," I whispered weakly.
I couldn't bear it if he didn't try to call but if he did try to call, I have no idea what I would say to him. It would be him, it would the better if I just shut off my phone and kept away from the outside world. At least for a few days. I was grateful that Rebecca reached out to a couple of Alpha's for me; that meant I wouldn't have to do that myself and that also meant I had a couple of days before I had to do anything productive.
I was planning on spending the next couple of days lounging in bed and wallowing in self-pity. I was heartbroken; it was allowed. Right? X
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