Marrying My Ex

"You know what? Get the fuck out of my house," Teagan let out in anger. I couldn't understand what exactly his point was, but he seemed far different than the mate I had fallen in love with. His eyes were glowing with anger as he stood his ground.

"Trust me, I did nothing of the sort." I tried explaining myself to him, but he just didn't listen. His hands were grabbing and tossing my luggage out of the house. "Please, Teagan, listen to me." I go on my knees, pleading for his forgiveness, even though I have done nothing wrong.

"If you don't get out of this house in a matter of seconds, the ground will be yours to live in," he threatens, smashing the wall behind me and watched as they crumbled to the ground.

"I'll go if that's what will make you happy." I took my stand while hurling my luggage into my arms in tears. I leave his presence, gazing back for the very last time, to see the door slammed shut.

My pain knew no bounds. I had been accused of sleeping with his father, the Alpha, for a status of Luna since he was yet to achieve it. I had denied it, told him of the recent blackmail incidents going on, but he refused, blindly clinged to the rumors he'd heard. I wished everything could just go back to the way it was.

My name still remains Lorenzo Nolan, a Gamma with one of the best fighting skills and techniques as a female. Brought up in a family where skills and power mattered more than anything, I was forced to get up and become strong and powerful. Being powerful didn't make me ugly like some of the girls; instead, beauty flowed through my veins, giving me curves that could make any man weak in the knees.

My beauty became an added advantage as men easily got defeated on the battleground. Men feared my wrath and, at the same time, bowed their heads whenever they caught sight of me. When I came of age, the moon goddess brought me together with the mighty Beta Teagan, the son of the strongest Alpha of the Crescent moon pack, whom I had admired ever since my childhood.

Teagan Flinn, in one word, was a playboy. Yes, he had everything he wanted, ranging from the girls to wealth to all the other stuff in the town. He had it all. He didn't have any feelings for me from the very beginning and always avoided me cause he felt I was far more powerful than him. When he gets linked up as my mate, he is petrified and defiant. He hesitates but took his chance with me.

A claiming ceremony was performed by Teagan and me, with different sacrifices being made. He marks me as his Luna in front of everyone, with a promise to live happily ever after. It felt like yesterday, but here he is not trusting me and accusing me of sleeping with his own father.

I didn't know what to feel, what to think, or what trail I was facing. All I was sure about was the fact that I would one day see him kneel or bow before me, pleading for mercy. I yearned so badly for it. His so-called arms wrapped around me, giving me those tingling and sensational feelings. The heavenly kiss that spelled out hunger and desire—I yearned for it.

I couldn't get him out of my head, at the very least. My sister, on the other hand, had told me to give up on him and move on with my life, saying he wasn't trustworthy.

With nowhere to lay my head down, I had to resort to my last option, which was the inn. Keeping cash isn't really my thing. I could barely afford to stay at the inn for two days, but since the manager felt she owed me for saving the inn several times, She let me stay for a total of 7 more days. I couldn't stop myself from enjoying the feel of the cozy bed. It seemed rather nice and relaxing, but it all reminded me of him. His hands were always on my waistline, giving me the comfort I always longed for.

The only way to free myself from thinking was by drinking. It was the only real thing that could keep my head in shape in the meantime. The bar was just a mere meter away from the inn. Just what I need to clear myself of this misery.

Upon reaching the bar, I stared at the bartender, grabbed a bottle of tequila from his hand. He couldn't move a muscle, knowing how ruthless I could be. The men in the room all moved to a corner in fear that her power would increase with alcohol. Getting drunk is quite a problem when you have resistance to alcohol. I needed to be drunk, no matter the number of bottles I needed to achieve that.

Minutes later, the effect of the tequila took its toll on my system. My profoundly blue eyes had suddenly gone white. I couldn't stop growling and howling as I kept gulping down the alcohol content. The men in the bar all found different escape routes, knowing the interpretation of the growls. I was under the influence of alcohol; I couldn't hold myself anymore, so I took a bottle of tequila and launched it onto the bartender's head, making him bleed severely. At the sight of the scene, everyone fled, leaving me on a rampage in my werewolf state.

Overcome by the toxicity of the alcohol, I lost control of my body, rampaged the entire shop and brought them to the ground.

"Stop that right now." A masculine voice penetrated my ear. It had a certain sound that made me shiver in fright. I turn to look, but I get caught in a trap falling into the ground before me.

"We have her, sire; what should we do with her?" two black werewolves ask, looking at me from above.

"Bring her to me."