Marked By The Lycan King, Betrayed By Fate

CHAPTER 1

(Selene’s POV).

“It’s done.”

My hands shook after I signed the divorce papers that my husband, Daxton Rensselaer, had prepared.

Seeing him look at me coldly without expression made my whole body stiff.

My heart stabbed, but I was still able to look at him with feelings that still existed for him.

It really hurt when all these years of being together had to end with a legal separation, which was something I had never expected.

I thought our relationship could last forever, especially since we are special werewolves known for being loyal to our mates. Still, the reality is that separation can happen to anyone.

Or, ironically, loyalty only applies to real wolves, not werewolves.

"It's good then," he said coldly as he took the divorce papers that I had finished signing.

“Do you still love me, Daxton?” I asked.

Stupidly, why did I have to ask that question when I had already signed the divorce papers for that jerk?

I realized that I was looking for a disease for my own heart.

“Ck! Are you seriously asking me about it now? Doesn’t it matter?”

“I just… I want to know. There must be love for me in your heart, right?”

“I don’t love you anymore, Selene.”

The moment he said it quickly, the pain I felt so hurt.

My tears fell down and wet my cheeks, and the pain was so real. I had never felt this before, even when he was annoyed about something back then.

I wiped my tears quickly after I realized he wouldn’t wipe it like he used to.

Yes… I remember the day he always entertained me with jokes when he knew he was hurting me, and that time, I easily laughed at the joke he did.

Now… everything has changed.

“I will announce this to our pack. Be ready to be rejected in front of them.”

After he said that, he left me and I fell to the floor.

I touched my chest, and it hurt. Although the rejection has not started yet, the divorce has already hurt me even more.

I looked around the room. Our room was full of love; we shared and put it here, but it was still here, and only the person was different.

How could I face this situation alone? I had nothing other than him when I thought he only loved me.

Yet, he chose a fragile omega over me —his only wife for years.

I didn't know why he changed so quickly, just because he found out about his real mate after we had spent many moments with joy and love.

But I couldn't just look so sad about this, although deep down, I knew I needed to be alone many times to face this moment.

Sadly, how much I tried to wipe my tears, to stop it so it wouldn't fall, I just couldn't. I kept crying over and over again.

This was the first time in werewolf history that I, as the first she-Alpha, was rejected and divorced by her mate.

I didn't know how to face the entire pack later when he would reject me right there. It must be embarrassing and the double pain I felt.

I sighed heavily, knowing how I should feel about the break-up. I also had to face my new life after the break-up, after I spent my useless time with Daxton only to be divorced and rejected.

“How… How could I feel this all alone?” I sobbed in my cry, and after that, I heard him saying to gather in the hall.

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“I, Daxton Rensselaer, divorce and reject you, Selene Cortes, in front of the pack. From now on, you are no longer my mate.”

Those rejection words stabbed my heart so quickly, although from the start, he already stabbed me with the divorce papers.

The entire pack witnessed and looked at me, waiting for me to reply to his rejection.

I gulped down my tears, ready to fall.

“Say it, Selene! Later, you have to get revenge on him! You can show him that this rejection won’t affect your new life!” my wolf, Sable, whispered in my mind.

I ignored her and gulped down my saliva.

“I… Selene Cortes, accept your rejection, and I will not be your wife again. For good.”

My voice sounded trembling, but I didn’t care as long as I could handle it.

Although I look miserable now, I try to look strong.

I also could see my father-in-law, King Lucian Rensselaer, looking at me with an unreadable gaze. His piercing silver eyes lingered on me for a long time.

I didn’t know what it meant, but I knew that I needed to leave.

That night, I spent my bad times at an exclusive club, where I thought I could forget everything about Daxton and our good memories.

I drank a lot, but I could still know people around me; that was my plus side.

The whiskey I drank was too good, although the taste was bitter, just like my unlucky marriage.

Suddenly, a man appeared near me. I almost closed my eyes due to how drunk I was.

“Turns out you’re here,” he said.

I recognized this voice; I didn’t expect him to be there.

But I drank. Who cares about me? Besides, it was everyone’s right to be whenever they wanted.

“You look hot,” I said without thinking twice.

“And you look better than your jerk son.”

I laughed after saying those words because I felt how brave I was.

Yet, he didn’t say anything. He just looked at me like he wanted to watch me especially.

From that time, I felt like he was paying attention to me. He looked so concerned about me.

All I could see was his lips, which looked red and so pure, and I wanted to taste it.

I tried to stay close to him. Our lips almost met, and all I could think was that maybe, just for once, I could taste it.