Sold to my real mate

Chapter 2

ELENA'S POV

​“Let’s go out separate ways.”

​The words shattered my reality, echoing over and over in my head. A divorce? Today? We were supposed to be celebrating our anniversary. I thought we were happy, but suddenly my entire life was being dismantled.

​It took everything in me to find my voice. "You... you filed for divorce?"

​Marcus didn't even have the decency to look guilty. His hands stayed wrapped around Chloe's waist as he ended their kiss and turned to look at me. Chloe just stared back, her mocking smile twisted with pure satisfaction.

"You and I—we're over. I'm divorcing you, and I don't want this marriage anymore. You haven’t been able to give me an heir or any children, so what is the point of staying married?" Marcus asked, and my heart flinched violently at his words.

"Wait! Is this a joke?" I asked, pure disbelief etched into my voice. I knew our relationship had been on the edge lately, but another woman and an impromptu divorce? How could this happen, especially now, when I had just conceived and we were finally about to have our own heir?

"This is not a joke, Elena. Our relationship was built entirely on your own feelings. You should have known this from the very beginning. Did you honestly expect me to marry an ordinary omega and happily stick with you as my Luna forever?" he asked. His voice was a harsh mixture of anger and disdain.

"But... but I’ve been your Luna for the past five years, and tonight is our wedding anniversary. I expected you to at least come home to me tonight," I stuttered, the pain cutting deep.

"I’m sorry, Elena, but there is no wedding anniversary between us. I don't have any interest in you anymore, and I'm ending whatever we have. I already have a wedding to plan with my pregnant chosen mate," he told me, his voice softening with affection only when he glared at the woman beside him.

A cruel smile curled onto Chloe's face. She was grinning at my downfall, thoroughly enjoying every single bit of my torment.

"But... we..." I stuttered inwardly. The weight of the pain in my heart was becoming entirely unbearable as I stared at my mate while he held onto Chloe.

"I’m sorry, Elena, but I have to do this." He paused for a few moments, still holding Chloe tight. I watched her nod her head in smug confirmation before my supposed husband and mate turned back to face me with absolute confidence.

"I, Alpha Marcus Morgan of the Moonview Pack, reject you, Omega Elena Kingman, daughter of the late Kingman Harder, born of his concubine, as my mate and my Luna. I therefore sever the bond between us."

My heart hammered frantically against my ribs. I felt a deep, dizzying shock knock against my head, and hot tears rushed from my eyes.

He actually meant it. He was rejecting me, right here in front of his subjects.

So this was the end of our marriage. Our five years together were just gone. I had been nothing but a good mate and a dedicated Luna. I had watched over him, taken care of him, and even helped run this pack alongside him, despite his cold behavior and ill-treatment over the months.

I was a perfect mate to him, to his pack, and to his family—and yet, he did this? Tears brimmed in my eyes as I looked at the man standing passionately before me. Neither his face nor his posture showed even a hint of remorse.

I couldn't even utter the counter-words of rejection. I was completely clouded by my own agony. My heart continued to hammer in my chest as I stared blankly at the man who had just discarded me, his hands holding tightly to those of another woman.

Was I just a joke to him all along while I lived with him? Did this mean our child would grow up living without a father?

"Accept it, Elena. There is no redemption coming for you, and she is already pregnant with my child," he said, cutting off my spiraling thoughts. The next thing I knew, he pulled Chloe tight against himself and pressed another kiss onto her lips.

They didn't mind me being there at all. Not even for a single second did this man consider my feelings.

Was I really supposed to be this broken, and on my wedding anniversary day of all times? All my life, I had been nothing but an outcast in this city, a reputation worsened by my mate and the fact that I was born to a mother who happened to be a mistress.

My life had never truly been easy; everyone picked on me, including my own husband. Still, I hadn't let it get to me since I at least got to stay in the pack house and avoid the worst of their hateful comments.

Tears brimmed in my eyes, my vision blurring as I looked at them. He never cared that I was watching them from such close proximity.

"Honey, she’s not accepting it," Chloe muttered bitterly, her gaze filled with fury as she stared at me with pure disdain.

"She will when she’s ready. For now, just focus on making yourself at home and staying at peace. Our wedding is in two days, remember? And all the neighboring Alphas are coming for the ceremony," he told her. I could only watch, the tears flowing freely as I stood there in absolute disbelief.

"A... a wedding? You are getting married to her already, even without a formal divorce?" I stuttered, struggling to find the balance to voice my shock.

He was getting married in two days, and I had been completely clueless about it. I had been living in total shadows.

"Yes," was his blunt reply. A heavy wave of resentment began to brew inside me.

"We’re getting married, and you are expected to end things between you two cleanly. Plus, you'll be helping the staff with the wedding preparations," Chloe added happily, still clinging to my mate. Marcus simply nodded in agreement with her words.

Driven by sheer hurt and rising anger, I finally opened my mouth to utter the words I had been too paralyzed to speak since this nightmare began.

"I, Omega Elena Kingman of the Moonview Pack, accept your rejection." Without wasting another second, I declared it through my streaming tears. I still couldn't believe that the man to whom I had dedicated my entire life was suddenly marrying someone else.

"That was fast. I wasn't expecting you to give in so easily," Marcus said boldly, and a bitter smirk touched my lips.

"That doesn’t stop you from working here, though. You'll have to serve your new Luna," Chloe muttered gleefully, still holding onto Marcus.

"And what if I don't?" I asked, glaring angrily at her.

"I’m afraid that as your Alpha, I declare and command you to do so. You are expected to submit to my new mate and wife’s authority," Marcus said, using his commanding Alpha tone.

What!

I scoffed inwardly.

Even after what he had just done, this was all he could think about. My mate for the past five years, my husband for so long, didn't even feel a shred of remorse for his actions. Instead, he wanted to turn me into what?

A slave to his chosen mate. Even after everything, he was imposing this decision on me like I was a total nobody. But then, realistically, I was nobody. I had clearly gone overboard over the years, letting the title of Luna get to my head while completely forgetting my fragile background.

"I’m afraid Alpha Marcus won't be available to listen to your complaints," I sighed, glaring heavily at him, and then back at our Beta's daughter.

She had always visited the pack house, and I had been foolish enough never to suspect a thing. How could I have been so entirely clueless about what was happening right under my nose until it escalated to this point? What would happen to my baby now that he wanted a divorce?

"You have no say and no words of your own here. It's not like you have anywhere else to go after this anyway. Ensure you sign the divorce papers and vacate the master bedroom immediately," he ordered. He took our Beta's daughter's hand, turning to leave, but my voice cut through the air, cold and firm despite my grief.

"Where are the divorce papers? Send them to me for my signature immediately. I've had more than enough of you and your disgusting attitude. You cheated on me all these years, and you never once truly considered me your mate. How could you do this to me?" I yelled, weeping bitterly inside.

"I didn't cheat. You just never read the signs and chose to ignore them; that is entirely on you. Don't you dare play the victim when you knew things would eventually escalate to this. I owe you nothing. You are just a worthless piece of sh*t that was entangled in my life because of your freaking concubine of a mother," he snapped at me.

He said it again—the constant, brutal reminder of what my mother was. She was just an ordinary slave Omega whom Kingman had shown too much leniency to, making her his mistress, which resulted in my birth. I had served as his only child, yet I was always treated with hidden hatred.

"I see you finally know your place. Since your father is gone, there is no way your stepmother would ever allow you back into her life, and you've got nowhere else to stay. I'll tell you what: I'm technically employing you as a maid here, and you will work as one. So get to it and prepare a bath for my queen before you join the rest of the staff for the wedding preparations," he declared with heavy sarcasm. My heart thumped painfully against my chest.

I watched as Marcus kissed her yet again, his hands resting possessively on our Beta's daughter's waist. She wore a deeply satisfied smile, and the tears I tried so hard to hold back streamed down continuously.

So this was it. My five-year marriage was dead, and I was right back to being the pack outcast. Only this time, I was his maid—once again, nobody. But for what he had done, I wouldn't just take it lying down. For every single fiber of hurt that ticked inside me, I would make absolutely sure Marcus received triple the pain he had caused me.

I was pregnant with his true heir. I had been waiting so long for this day. Today of all days, which was supposed to be our anniversary, he didn't care at all. Instead, he humiliated me right when I was on the verge of breaking the news of my pregnancy to him.

I used to think a mate was supposed to be our protector. Anna was entirely right after all, and I had foolishly ignored all the warning signs.

A mate was supposed to be a blessing. Why was mine a curse and a public humiliation? Perhaps what the pack whispered was the truth: the Moon Goddess hated me more than anyone, and I was just an outcast whose miserable fate had already been decided by the people.

Tears poured down my face as I watched them finally exit the room, their hands clung to each other like their very lives depended on it.

I still couldn't fully comprehend what was happening around me. This was supposed to be my wedding anniversary day. Why was luck so far out of my reach today of all days? As the reality sank in, I only cried harder.

The pain in my heart was completely unbearable, and I had no idea how I was going to survive it.

How could this be my fate when the innocent baby in my womb hadn't even seen the world yet? What was I supposed to do now?