Chapter 3

EVELARA

Callum's brows squinted in doubt. Tearing open the envelope, he saw the paper, and instantly his face clouded.

“What's this Callum?” Curious, Lauren hurried over to Callum, limping, yet it couldn't hold her curiosity. On her way, she left Alex who almost followed her like a lost puppy, again grabbing her dress.

The bile of bitterness only rose within me, and here I hadn't let him go away from my sight even for a second. Look at him now—Like father, like son.

“Wha-what is this?” Callum's eyes widened.

“Severing agreement, Callum. I'm divorcing you.” I stated.

“What!?” Lauren shot back, her eyes were wide, her mouth covered with her palm, stumbling back directly onto Callum, who unhesitatingly circled her waist… Perfect acting. Yet, under that blue gaze, I could see the victorious smirk.

“Wh-y!” Her throat shook. “Eve, i-is it because of me?” Her tears turned blurry as though she were in grave pain.

“I'm truly sorry, I-I didn't…” She shook her head like an innocent child. “I never meant this to happen.”

At this point, I felt too annoyed to even endure. “Are you done, Lauren?” I asked, rubbing my temple. “I actually have no time for this drama.”

She froze, her eyes burned for a flicker of a second before she started crying even harder. And my son gave me a hard look, clearly accusing me of making his favourite woman cry.

“Bullshit!” Callum suddenly roared out, throwing the paper on the floor.

“What's wrong with you, Evelara? Have you gone mad? Out of senses? Are you not done with your stupid games yet? How long are you gonna keep playing!?” He roared out, and if the room wasn't entirely soundproof, the entire pack would have heard by then.

I slightly rubbed my ear, and gave him a disapproving look, “Oh, of course, I didn't intend to play, not anymore. That is why I am leaving. After divorce—” I paused and gazed at the three of them, “you'll have your perfect little family.”

“No, Eve!” Lauren shook her head. “Don't do this to Callum! I-is it because of the post last night? I'm sorry! I was just emotional! I promise, I'll not bother you anymore and delete the post!”

She slowly moved toward me, showing her utmost concern that was all wrapped in fakeness.

“He never did anything wrong to you, Eve. Why are you being so harsh to them?”

“Oh!” I raised a brow. “How did you know he never did anything wrong? Were you spying on us?”

She stiffened and didn't realize what she had just said. When she couldn't find anything to retort, she chose her favourite weapon and started crying hard, cursing herself.

“Enough of this nonsense!” Callum barked out. “Go home, Eve, and I'll deal with you later! Stop creating a scene over such a small matter!” He commanded.

Dravara stirred within me at the command, even though she didn't want to. Her knees buckled, but not mine. I didn't step back. And even though my bond was burning and knees trembling, I gazed at him in the eye, “That's never gonna happen, Alpha Callum Brooksbane. My decision is final. This divorce is on.”

He looked shocked and didn't expect this. His eyes grew wider at my resistance, his nose flared as his pride was crushing down under my feet. “Stop being a nuisance!” His teeth cluttered in rage, “don't forget your position, Eve, you're insulting it and so is this pack. You're being a disgrace!” He spat.

Those words only added more to my insult, yet I didn't let them coil me. “Position?” I couldn't help but laugh out bitterly. “What position? The one except for a few people no one knows?”

He went rigid. He stared at me as though he was slapped on the face. My smirk deepened, “don't be ridiculous, Callum, no one except for a few people knows me as your Luna. So, I'm not disgracing anyone.” My tone was at this point light and unbothered.

"Besides, with her post everyone sort of declares her a luna, so if anyone would truly disgrace you, it would be her, am I right, Miss Veyra?" I gazed at her.

She gasped audibly, as if she had never seen anything more sinful, but those eyes—they didn't even bother hiding anything anymore.

Callum stared at me, his eyes had turned completely cold, disbelief written all over with his pride shattered. He was as if lost in thoughts.

But evil never goes silent, does it? And soon, his lips twitched into an evil smirk, “So you want a divorce, huh? Fine then!” This time, his pride spoke.

“No, Callum!” Lauren held his arm, “Don't do this! What are you doing? She is your wife, your mate!”

“Oh, don't worry, Ren, she didn't know this world at all. She'll just crawl back to me at the end of the day.” His voice was laced with arrogance, and confidence oozed from his eyes.

Too proud that he didn't even bother saying those words right before me.

I didn't react though, time would tell. Therefore, I only tilted my head with a loose smile. “We shall see, Alpha Callum Brooksbane.”

“See? Eh?” He gave me a nasty sneer. “You will crawl on your knees and beg me.”

“Fine!” I exclaimed lightly, “as I have said, we shall see. Now, sign the paper, Alpha.”

His eyes reddened with fury, he picked up the paper and scribbled his name on it before throwing it at me.

“No!” Lauren gave a dramatic cry as I grabbed the flying paper with confidence.

His eyes burned at me, “I, Alpha Callum—”

Dravara growled, although in pain, her eyes never stopped glowing, ‘do it!’ She roared.

And I did— “I, Evelara Stormrune, the luna of Silverfang, reject you, Alpha Callum Brooksbane as my mate and husband. May this Severing Contract be the witness of our bond breaking.” I uttered those words before him, quick and breathless.

A loud howl echoed within, probably breaking the barrier of the soundproof system of the room. So much so that Kael and the warriors hurried their way in.

Callum grabbed his chest, falling to his knees. His face was red and breathless.

“Callum!”

“Dad!” Both Alex and Lauren rushed beside him, including Kael and his warriors, who looked confused and terrified.

I, on the other hand, stood with my head held high. My eyes were burning; the moonlight dissipated to silver ashes as the mark of our bond burned severely.

Dravara howled within my head, and my heart twisted to the point that I saw black before my eyes. However, I didn't move at all.

I endured the agonizing anguish, and honestly, it didn't burn me more than the betrayal of my husband and son did.

The satisfaction of seeing the rude and selfish man on the floor quenches my thirst and I drink on it.

“Evelara!” His burning red gaze met mine. He was panting hard, those eyes—they intended to kill.

I swallowed the bile in my throat, the corner of my lips twitched, “See, now you're free, Callum Brooksbane…”

Then, my gaze fell on Alex, who looked scared as his eyes went from me to his father. He looked utterly confused, and at that moment I really wanted to hold him close to my heart. Perhaps a one last hug, yet—the way he had gripped and coiled within Lauren, I knew that there was no hope for me with him, and so I gave up.

Without a word, I turned around, and walked out of the suffocating room…

“Evelara! I'll make you crawl back toward me! You'll kiss my feet you fucking bitch!...” Callum's pathetic growl faded behind me as I walked away.

Finally, I stepped out of the hospital. It is a bright, sunny day.

I inhaled a deep breath, and for the first time in five years, the air felt so fresh and energetic. Even though my limbs were giving up and my soul was burning, I didn't feel a single moment of regret.

“Finally, the new beginning…” I closed my eyes, feeling the fresh air.

Maybe, this is what they call freedom and now, I own it…