I Dumped My Alpha, Joined The Top Wolf Pack

Chapter 3

Just as I was about to leave, Gery pushed the door open and stormed in.

Of course, when it came to Daicy, he was always this responsive. He didn't even notice my small suitcase. His face was full of fury as he demanded, "Why did you turn off your phone? Why aren't you answering my messages?"

I looked at him coldly. "What, do I need to submit an application and go through the approval process just to turn off my phone now?"

Gery was clearly taken aback. He frowned at me, as if he couldn't comprehend my words. "What tantrum is this now? I've already explained to you, I was just promoting the Thorn Pack's medical services. Do you have to say things like that about Daicy? There's already enough gossip. How is she supposed to do her job after this? Do you care at all about the Thorn Pack's future?"

I truly didn't understand how an assistant could affect the Thorn Pack's future. But I also found it interesting, so not everyone in the Thorn Pack was blind. Some people could still see what Daicy was doing.

I laughed coldly and shot back, "How she's supposed to do her job from now on—is that something I need to worry about? Wouldn't worrying about that require submitting an application for approval too?"

Gery caught the sarcasm in my voice, and his expression grew even darker. I knew he was genuinely angry. But so what? I didn't even care about him anymore. Why would I care if he was angry?

"Lupa, when did you become so unreasonable? If you hadn't caused that scene at the Thorn Pack front desk, would Daicy have had to put such strict rules on you?"

I retorted, "You're right. I also don't follow the rules."

Gery pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at me again. There was a hint of weariness in his eyes. "You're an omega. Without rules, you'd just be a drain on the household. I don't blame you for that. I'm willing to provide for you. But Daicy is different. She's not as short-sighted as you."

I let out a bitter laugh. He was right, I was short-sighted. I shouldn't have given up everything for him.

"If you keep making things difficult for Daicy, don't blame me if I actually agree to this breakup. Think about your grandmother in that hospital bed."

I finally laughed out loud. Tears streamed down my face.

"I'm your fiancée, aren't I?"

Gery paused at the sight of my tears. Then his coldness returned. "So what? That doesn't give you the right to bully Daicy."

I didn't argue. I just pulled him into the bathroom.

"You remember I can't stand the smell of mint, right? For 4 years, I've had to use this mint toothpaste she bought." I held up the tube of toothpaste Daicy had purchased.

I kicked off my slippers. Gery looked down at the bright red pair. He frowned. I didn't need to explain. He knew how much I hated red. Because the year he was ambushed by a rival pack, I'd risked my life to save him. Back then, I'd told him I couldn't stand the color of blood. I loved him. I couldn't bear to see him covered in blood again.

And yet, red slippers. Red tapestries. Red everything, filling this house. And if I wanted to buy even a single thing I liked, I had to submit an application and wait for approval.

"Calling me a drain on the household is generous. I'm nothing more than a parasite in this house. I'm the one standing in the way of you and Daicy."

But Gery only heard the last sentence. "So you're jealous of Daicy, and that's why you caused a scene at the Thorn Pack? Why do you keep making trouble for her?"

At that moment, my heart sank into an icy abyss. If over all these years, he'd noticed even the slightest thing out of place. He would never have followed Daicy's ridiculous suggestions.

The fight drained out of me. I said quietly, "Never mind. Let's break up. Call off the engagement."

Gery's face still held that same certainty. "Are you done yet? Want me to coax you? You know I don't have that kind of time."

He sighed. "Fine. I'll have someone replace all the furniture and supplies with ones you like. I promise, as soon as I see Daicy's submission, I'll sign the approval immediately."

When I didn't react, he seemed to relent. "Alright, alright. Drop that pathetic look. I'll add another $50,000 in cash every month. No application, no approval process. That should be enough, right?"

I looked up at him. This was his biggest concession. In the past, I'd have taken it and immediately put on a grateful face. After all, $50,000 a month. Back then, I wouldn't have dared to dream of that amount. I could have easily bought the things I liked and slowly made this house feel like home, waiting patiently to become his bride.

But I didn't want any of it anymore. I'd already lost too much.

"No need. We're done."

Gery frowned, staring at my face intently. Finally, he realized I wasn't acting out. My refusal to back down made him lash out. "Think carefully about your grandmother. Without me, you're nothing. You'll bring shame to your pack."

I was an orphan. I'd always been lowborn. I'd loved him so deeply. And for my grandmother's health, I'd begged for that love on my knees. Now, I don't want it anymore.

"Whatever." I dragged my pitifully small suitcase and pushed past him.

Gery froze. He didn't understand. In his eyes, I was someone who couldn't even express emotions. Why am I being so resolute now?

For a moment, confusion replaced his certainty. But soon, it faded. Daicy's words came back to him, "Lupa still carries the rebellious nature of the lower wolves. If we don't temper her character, there will be problems down the line. We need to teach her the rules of the higher pack—the Thorn Pack's standards."

Rules cannot be broken. That belief was deeply embedded in Gery's mind. He stood at the door, watching my retreating figure.

He remembered that day in the conflict when I'd stood in front of him to protect him.

The same back.

Gery's heart seemed to skip a beat. But soon, logic took over. He was still certain that this was just another tantrum. I'd come back crying, begging for forgiveness. And then he'd decide how to punish me.