Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Ellie’s POV
Felicity was crying. Again.
I know they called me a desperate loser but are we sure… she wasn’t the one losing it all the time?
She had these big, wet, theatrical tears that made her mascara streak down her cheeks like war paint. If I hadn’t known better, I might have thought she was the one being publicly humiliated. She wasn’t, of course. She was just loud.
“You think this is funny?” she hissed, voice cracking. “I need to wait even longer to
be Luna! I know you, Ellie. You’re jealous. You’ve always been jealous p>
I leaned my weight on one leg and glanced at the ceiling. Goddess, give me strength.
She was pacing now, trembling with drama, hands fluttering as if the story pouring from her lips was some kind of ancient tragedy. “You think playing hard to get is going to work now? You think acting so cold is going to make Nolan chase after you p>
I arched a brow, already tired. “Is that what you think this is still? A game p>
She scoffed. “Please. You’re so transparent, Ellie. You’ve always wanted him. Always. You clung to him like a tick, and now you’re pretending you don’t care? It’s pathetic p>
I said nothing at first. Let her unravel herself as she spoke.
Felicity turned to Nolan for backup, her voice softening with practiced innocence. “Remember how we used to be? Back when we ran away together p>
My gaze flicked to Nolan. His expression was unreadable. But he didn’t deny it.
She kept going. “He used to hate everything-his parents, the Moon Goddess, all of it. That whole fated mate nonsense. He didn’t believe in it. That’s why he chose me. Because I wasn’t some bond. I was real p>
My fingers curled at my sides. Not from jealousy, but from disbelief. This again?
“We had something before you ever came along,” Felicity went on, her voice growing sharper. “You were the one who ruined it. You forced him into a relationship. You chased him like a lovesick pup until he gave in. Don’t act like you’re the victim here just because you had some stupid, fated love match p>
I let out a long sigh and crossed my arms. “Wow. That’s a bold rewrite of history. Seriously, though, do you all rehearse this together, or is there a handbook I missed p>
Felicity blinked, “What p>
“Because it’s always the same story. I’m the villain, I’m the temptress, I ‘forced’ the big bad Alpha into a bond he didn’t want. You’d think someone would’ve come up with a fresh take by now p>
She flushed, jaw clenched. “You’re pretending. You’re acting like you don’t care, but deep down you’re just as jealous as you’ve always been p>
“No, Felicity,” I said, my voice calm. “I’m just exhausted.” I let out a breath. “Are we divorcing today, or are you
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both going to keep reciting your little romance saga for an audience I never agreed to be part of p>
Nolan finally spoke. “Felicity, leave p>
She looked at him, startled. “What? But p>
“Out p>
The silence that followed was satisfying. Felicity blinked, stunned, then turned sharply and left, heels clicking with every wounded step.
Nolan faced me with that blank, calculating expression he always wore when trying to decide if I was a threat or just annoying.
“We’ll divorce,” he said. “But in three months, like you said. I’ll give you a contract. You’ll remain Luna for now, officially p>
I narrowed my eyes. “A temporary Luna? What a promotion. Do I get a sash p>
He didn’t blink. “I’ll also draft the divorce agreement. Officially p>
“Great. Make sure it lists the reason,” I said sweetly. “The male party’s infidelity p>
His brow furrowed. “What p>
I stepped forward, counting on my fingers. “Public displays of affection with your ex. Embracing her in front of pack members. Not correcting her when she called your wife a bitch. Gossip spreading like wildfire. Honestly, I should charge you for defamation. Emotional damage, stress, public humiliation-should I go on p>
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