Reclaiming The Rejected Luna's Heart

refused to sign them. That act of defiance from her pissed me off more than anything. I wanted to move on. I wanted the closure these divorce papers would bring and how dare she deny me that?

or anything that could stop us from being together. Nothing could stop us from being together. Even now, I could hear Brittany's voice echoing in my head. "She doesn't deserve you, George," she'd said countless times, her tone soft yet firm. And I had ignored her, dismissed her as jealous or bitter. But now I saw the truth. I saw it too clearly. Oh, how I had been so foolish and naive. There was probably no bigger fool in the world than me in this moment. I wondered what she was doing right now. Was she laughing at me? Laughing at the man who had so foolishly believed in an happily ever after. She had to be. After all, I was a man who hadn't been able to differentiate between real love and transactional love. A man that had been so easily decieved by her acts. I stood up and began to pace around the room, trying to calm myself down and burn away my anger, but nothing seemed to help. I reached for the remote of the TV on my desk and turned it on, hoping to distract myself from my thoughts. But instead, I was met with a breaking news flash. "The Luna of the pack, Wendy Ashton, has been reported to have had a car accident," the news anchor said, her voice serious and solemn. "Bystanders say she had been involved in an heavy collision with a truck and...." The glass I was holding slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor as I listened. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. Wendy? In a car accident? No. It couldn't be. I reached for my phone, but just then, it rang. It was my beta, Alex. "Alpha, the Luna has been involved in an accident," he said, his voice urgent. "I'm at the scene right now. You need to get here, fast." I didn't wait to hear any more. I rushed out of my office, snatching my keys