Divorcing My Mate Who Still Loves His Childhood Sweetheart

I froze on my place, clenching my fists, I kept my calm.

“Oh yeah.” I nodded, wanting to ignore further conversation with them.

But my wish wasn't that valid here. Zara stepped in, weighing my intent. Her eyes flickered with pleasure as if she got a sudden urge to push me further.

“Bella, you are so useless yet act like you are something.”

I looked at Vincent who had no expression on his face as usual and couldn't judge his intentions. But my intention with Zara was clear.

“Yes, you are right.” I didn't argue with this lowly girl anymore. My sudden acknowledgement of her sarcasm took her off guard. I took my opportunity and left there, shifting myself to the garden which I had been loving and nurturing for years.

Only they were mine in this cold and large cage.

The lively fragrance of the flowers made me feel alive again.

How I wished that I could be one of the trees there too, so I didn't have to endure everything.

Leaning against a large tree, I felt the cool around me. My wolf who never looked up and her eyes were always filled with tears after all these years, she looked up suddenly and abruptly too.

“Lana,” I softly called her, “Do you finally know how to handle it?”

I never pushe Lana to accept everything overnight, I gave her time and she made a good use of it everytime, “Yes, I won't cry for him anymore.” Nodding, she wiped her furry face.

The divorce agreement would take over after one month, Vincent and I would no longer be mates.

“Who will take care of you?” I muttered looking at the plants, laughing at my own situation.

When I was still in a daze, Vincent woke me up with his impatient and rough voice, “I will be on a meeting with Sohan, so take care of Zara.”

“Zara?” I stood up from my seat, for the first time I raised my voice against Vincent, “Take care of your mistress?”

A sense of mockery instantly appeared on my face shattering his self superiority against me just because he provided me all these years.

“Bella, I'm not asking you, I'm ordering you.” His last blow cut my pride again. It showed me my real place in this house. All this time I was only ‘Luna’ of this pack not Vincent’s mate.

I swallowed the bitter taste of my pride, nodding with reluctant compliance, the weight of his words pressing heavily on my chest.

Before leaving, Vincent looked at me for the last time, “Don't hurt Zara, she is still young and growing.”

“Remember if something happens to her, you are the one who is going to suffer.”

His cold and deep tone emblazed with the possessiveness he had for Zara.

“Be good and wait for me okay.” He kissed Zara’s lips softly and left.

When I saw this, my heart tightened again, determination gushed over me, supporting the divorce decision I took was right.

With the incident still lingering in the air, leaving Zara with me who made her way to the sofa and started to taunt me.

“You know what Bella , I have never seen such a shameless person like you. I can't help but feel pity for you too.”

She twisted her mouth and filed her nails with filer.

“You are already thirty but haven't gotten a single guy on your bed.” She shrugged her shoulder and laughed as if I missed a good evening snacks.

“Everyone has their own time.” I swiftly wanted to ignore her but how she everytime made a big scene of everything, I eased the conversation but she was not ready for it.

“Own time?” She laughed, “You are already an old wolf, who wants to mate with you now?”

She picked up an apple and took a bite or it before throwing it towards me.

“Not sweet.” She dismissed the apple like she was in her own.

But later when I recalled my position in this house, I looked down and endured the humiliation.

Ignoring her taunting and insult, I settled myself down in a corner of the room.

Looking up from the laptop, I was very surprised before I could proceed everything, Zara already took the glass flower vase from the tea table and started playing with it.

“It's very pretty and Vincent’s favorite.’’ a mischievous smile played on her lips, “What if it got broken?”

“What are you planning to do?” Panic thickened on my face.

This girl was not that innocent as she pretended to be.

“You will see.” She smirked and broke the glass vase near me.

When I was about to collect all the shattered glasses together my hands bled near his left palm whereas she was shouting her lungs heart, lastly, even Doctor was called out.

“Vincent, save me.” Vincent rushed inside the room like a cyclone and held Zara’s hand.

“How can this happen?” Looking at the small cut she got in my hand, Vincent sounded so worried completely ignoring my presence.

“You should be more careful, what if something happened?”

When he was like this Zara, I felt angry and pathetic. He was the reason for my fall but he looked after my brother too. So, I could never hate him. At this moment, I felt that even if no amount of time will make me forget everything.

Vincent took Zara in bridal style and looked at me for the last night,

“I will take care of you later.” Vincent's deep and hoarse voice was disappearing.

Seeing them leaving, I pulled my skirt and discovered the fresh wounds out of this choice which he never noticed.