After divorce, I became a Lycan

02:asphalt

Olivia’s POV:

“C-cut it...” I gasped, my voice stuck in my throat.

“Alpha?” Dr Emerson spoke, her voice wavering. “I can do the test in a couple of—”

James didn't let her finish. He reared his hand as far as it could go and smacked her across her face. “Do as you’re told,” he spat with vitriol.

My body shook, causing the bed to rattle. In the three years I’ve been married to James, I’ve never seen him violent, or hit anyone.

I stared at him, the man I love with my entire heart, and I couldn't recognize him. “Doctor!”

Dr Emerson stumbled to her feet, cupping the swollen side of her face. “I-I’m fine...Luna.” She whispered.

“James please!” I tried to reason with him, if that would even help at all. “Its our pup! You have to believe me! You can't...you can't do this to me!”

James walked up to the bed, his eyes blazing with anger. Slowly, he crouched down and put his hand over my head. “Do you have any idea how f*****g much I’ve loathed you?”

His words sent a cold shiver down my spine. But he wasn’t done talking.

“You, a nobody from a no name pack, showing up and claiming to be my mate? Disgusting. Everyday I've had to live away from her, do you know how agonizing it has been?”

At the corner of my vision, Dr Emerson was busying around, gathering things she would need for the operation. Terror coiled around my neck, like snake squeezing out my life.

“But...you..you said you loved me...” I sounded pitiful. But what could I do about the pain in my heart? It was about Celine. She wasn't even here yet she had her chains secured tightly around my husband...my mate.

James laughed. His hand on my head stroked me gently, to the outside eye it may look like he was consoling me. “Being mated to you was the worst decision of my entire life. I wish I had never met you. You are a horrible person, Olivia. You deserve everything that’s coming your way.”

“James... Please if this is about Celine...I don't care. You can marry her, I don't care at all. But please don't do this. Don't harm our baby. I beg you.”

His brows lifted. Then a dark smile came to his face. He slowly got to his feet and stepped back. “It’s too late now.”

Dr Emerson approached me, half her face covered by a surgical mask, a scalpel in her hands. Her eyes were full of worry and fear as she looked at me.

"I'm really sorry, Luna," She whispered as she approached me.

"No...no! Don't do this! Please! James! I'll leave! I swear it!" I screamed and screamed, all on deaf ears.

James stood. Watching as Dr Emerson cut my clothes off and revealed my stomach. His lifeless eyes glared at me as she lowered the sharp blade of the scalpel to my lower stomach.

I howled in pain as the blade sliced through my flesh. I tried to free myself from the binds, but that only made the pain worse.

"Stop..." I pleaded, sobs wracking my entire body. I could feel the blood draining from the cut. I felt my babies' distress. I heard Dr Emerson sobbing quietly.

"After this is done," James said calmly. "The lawyer will meet you for our divorce arrangements. From this day on, I sever our mate bond. I, James Anderson, alpha of Creek pack, reject you, Olivia Franklin as my mate."

A ringing sound exploded in my ears.

"Alpha please! A rejection at this time could seriously put her life in danger!" Dr Emerson yelled.

Black spots appeared at the corners of my vision. My body went still, like his words had just drained every bit of strength put of me.

My wolf howled. The pain of the broken matebond shot through me like a fiery arrow, and I could only gasp helplessly.

"I..."

Hot tears poured down my face. Is this how it ends? Three years of my life reduced to nothing? My babies killed by their father?

What is going on. Why is James acting like this? This isn't like him at all...he wouldn't do this. The James I know and love would never act like an animal!

I hadn't noticed when he marched across the room and grabbed my hair, yanking my head to the side. "Accept the rejection, Olivia. This marriage is done."

"I..." I sobbed, staring into his eyes and hoping I'd find a shred of mercy.

"Do it!" He roared, his words carrying the full force of his alpha command.

My wolf keened. I knew I had lost the fight. "I...I... I accept...your rejection—"

The moment I said those words, liquid fire gushed through my veins.

An ear piercing scream filled the air, shattering glass on impact. I didn't realise I was the one screaming till blood filled my throat.

It burned!

It burned through my chest, my arms, my legs, spreading all over my body.

My bones cracked as my wolf threatened to burst out from my skin.

"Get back to work." James snapped at the doctor.

All my thoughts converged into one.

This is actually happening. I'm going to die on this table, along with my babies.

No.

No.

No.

I can't die! I refuse it! I refuse to let my babies die!

White hot rage from nowhere filled my bones. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" I roared.

I don't know what happened next.

I must have passed out from the pain. Or the shock. But when I opened my eyes again, it was dark, and the ropes binding me had turned to ash.

Looking around, the hospital room was a mess. Broken glass, tables and equipment lay strewn about. And there was the coppery stench of blood and burned hair.

I sat up and immediately winced, my hand going to my stomach. My palm came off stained with blood. The cut in my stomach was fresh, deep, and not healing.

Of all the worst times! Why does my slow healing have to show up now?!

"Oh goddess..." I gasped, crying out softly as the pain flashed through me.

A voice inside my head yelled at me to leave. Immediately.

With great difficulty, I got off the bed, nearly tripping over. A soft groan drew my attention to a dark corner. I turned to see Dr Emerson stirring, blood flowing all around her. She opened one eye and looked right at me.

My heart jumped into my throat.

She looked at my face, then down at my stomach, and she began to cry. "R-run..."

That was when I noticed the massive piece of glass stuck in her stomach.

"No..." I gasped in horror. "I... I'm sorry—"

"Run! The guards will....they'll soon be here. I'm fine. I'll heal—Just run, Luna please!"

Outside the room, I began to hear thunderous footsteps and angry shouts.

I didn't wait to see what would happen. I turned, limping to the closest window which had been blown away too.

James.

I paused, his name ringing through my head.

Where is he....

"Luna!" Dr Emerson yelled.

I turned. Not too far away from her was James. He was still, covered in blood, and very dead from the looks of it.

Was that me? Did I....did I just kill him?

The door burst open and guards rushed in. "Get her!" One of them yelled.

Scared, I turned and jumped out of the window.

I landed on the grass, twisting my ankle as I fell. "Argh!" I screamed, reaching out for support only to end up falling flat on my face. I bit my lip till it tore, using both hands to cover the wound in my stomach.

Just a little while...a little longer...

I forced myself to my feet and ran. I couldn't shift, the injury on my body was too great to even try. All my thoughts were to protect my babies. No matter what happened, I must protect my babies.

The skies opened and rain started to pour.

The icy cold droplets hit my skin, and soon I was shivering, gritting my teeth and forcing myself to keep putting one leg after the other.

I was an omega wolf. Weak and slow compared to any other wolf. All around me I could hear the guards advancing. Creek packhouse was surrounded by forests, but there was a road just a few miles away.

If I can keep going then I'll find it. I'll find help. I'll save my babies.

Dr Emerson's impaled body flashed through my eyes. I saw James' corpse, lying helplessly on the floor.

The destruction. The ruin. My open stomach.

Tears streamed down my face. The rain kept hitting me hard. The darkness around me dragged me down to the ground.

I can't....I can't take this anymore.

'Please....please.. let my babies survive. Please save my babies. Oh goddess please..'

A sliver of light sliced through the covering of trees.

I felt hope. Just a smidge of it.

Using the last of my strength, I ran out into the open road.

A car skidded to a halt in front of me, its headlights blinding me, horns going full blast. I hadn't seen it in time! Oh goddess no!

My pleas came too late.

The loud thud of metal hitting flesh rang out through the night air.

I felt my body flying into the air. I felt the moment I slammed into the asphalt. I heard my bones break. Under the rain, I smelt more blood.

My body lay twitching on the cold asphalt.

My eyes blurred, the darkness at the corners of my vision got bolder and bolder till I couldn't see clearly.

I tried to shield my stomach, but my hands wouldn't move. Broken...by the amount of excruciating pain that was eating me alive.

I'm dying. I knew it in my spirit.

As my life slipped out of me, lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the silhouette of a tall figure. The side of my face tingled, and my eyes finally drifted shut.

I made one final desperate cry to the goddess.

'Even if I die, please save my babies.'