Chapter 55
Cecilia’s pov
Alpha Claude’s face instantly darkened, as if a storm was brewing in his eyes. He slammed his fist on the table, and the delicate porcelain was almost shaken off.
His voice was low and oppressive, and Alpha’s majesty was like substance: “Cecilia, you cannot be this greedy. Do you really think you are worth ten percent of the shares of the Blood Moon Tribe p>
I was unmoved, my eyes calm, as if I was watching a boring performance. I slowly leaned back into the wheelchair, my tone cold to the extreme: “I’ll just treat you as a refusal.” Pity. “
I sighed exaggeratedly, interpreting this “disappointment” just right.
“In that case, you might as well persuade your son to sign the divorce agreement early. I actually saved you 35 million. “
I showed a warm-free smile, the blade hidden in the corner of my lip: “Haven’t you always wanted a Luna with a bloodline?” Now comes the opportunity. And when he gets tired of playing with Cici, you change him to a younger one – Xavier has always loved freshness anyway, doesn’t he?
The room was full of anger and shame.
Wolves hated having their personal problems talked about in public—especially by someone they looked down on.
“Cecilia!” Xavier’s voice roared as he stormed into the dining room. His presence felt dangerous, like he was ready to attack.
The sound of his voice made my bodyguards step in front of me right away.
Their hands moved toward their hidden weapons, ready to act if needed.
I gave them a small, calm smile.
“It’s okay,” I said softly, lifting my hand. “Give us some space p>
They stepped back slightly but stayed alert, their eyes locked on Xavier like trained sentinels.
“You’re late,” I said lightly, my tone almost bored. “Alpha Claude and I already finished our conversation p>
Xavier’s jaw clenched so tightly I could hear the faint grind of his teeth.
“This is between you and me,” he snapped. “It doesn’t matter who else you talk to! Divorce? Keep dreaming. Unless you kill me—or kill yourself—it’s not happening p>
I raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by his outburst.
His rage didn’t scare me anymore. It bored me.
I waited a beat, then replied, calm and cold.
“I see. So your definition of love includes dragging your wife through public humiliation, then running off to play hero with your mistress at the airport p>
His mouth opened, then closed. No denial. Just silence.
“Tell me, Alpha Xavier,” I continued, voice like ice, “how many nights did you spend with her this week? Or do you even bother keeping count anymore p>
His eyes flared with guilt—then fury.
I leaned forward slightly, just enough to make the next words cut deeper. “Let’s stop pretending. This marriage died a long time ago. The only thing left is your ego—and I’m not here to feed it p>
His expression twisted, and a cold laugh slipped from his lips. “You’re so desperate to be single again because you can’t wait to be Alpha Sebastian’s mate, right p>
I didn’t flinch. I smiled.
“Is that what you think?” I said, voice low but sharp. “That every man who sees value in me must want to own me p>
I stood—or rather, straightened in my chair, shoulders squared.
“Let me be clear: I don’t trade one Alpha’s leash for another’s crown. Alpha Sebastian doesn’t control me. And you—never did p>
That shut him up.
Across the room, Alpha Claude’s face shifted. “Who?” he asked slowly, eyes narrowing. “Alpha Sebastian p>
Recognition flickered behind his gaze—a sudden understanding that made him go still.
“So that’s why you’re so determined to divorce Xavier,” Alpha Claude said accusingly. “You’re aiming for the Silver Peak Pack p>
“Cecilia,” he continued with condescension dripping from every word, “just because you managed to enter the Blood Moon Pack doesn’t mean the Silver Peak Pack’s doors will open for you. You’re delusional p>
I stared at both men in disbelief, fighting to keep my composure.
[Breathe,] I reminded myself. [Don’t let them get the satisfaction p>
“My relationship with Alpha Sebastian is strictly professional,” I said, voice steady and clear. “Be careful with your accusations. Silver Peak Pack doesn’t take slander lightly p>
Xavier stepped forward, his scent sharp with jealousy.
“Then why was he at your apartment in the middle of the night p>
I didn’t flinch.
“His presence proves absolutely nothing,” I shot back. “Do you have evidence of anything inappropriate? No? Then maybe don’t speak like you do p>
I took a step closer, eyes locked with his.
“You know what I do have? Security footage. Cameras in my building recorded everything. He was inside for less than sixty seconds. Do you really think I’m that efficient p>
A beat of silence followed—tight, awkward. I let it sit.
“Next time you come at me with accusations, bring facts. Not your bruised ego p>
I didn’t wait for his response before delivering my final blow. “Not only can I prove my innocence, but I can also prove your affair with Cici. I have a recording on my phone where your little girlfriend called me during your intimate moment—a live broadcast, if you will. Should I play it for everyone to hear p>
I made a show of reaching for my phone. Xavier’s face drained of color.
He lunged forward and snatched my phone away. “That was staged by her,” he said desperately. “It wasn’t real p>
I raised an eyebrow. “Really? You gave her your phone so she could fake moaning for my benefit? And the sound of a man breathing heavily—did she hire someone to imitate that too p>
I looked him straight in the eye. “Do you think I would believe such nonsense? Would Alpha Claude? Or perhaps… the judge when we go to divorce court p>
At the mention of a court case and the possibility of such humiliating evidence being made public, Alpha Claude looked like he might have a stroke.
The thought of two prominent wolf packs having their dirty laundry aired for the world to see was clearly unbearable.
“Divorce her! Divorce her now!” Alpha Claude barked at Xavier. “Go with her tomorrow and get it done p>
He had underestimated me. He’d thought I would soften with generous offers, that I could be bought. Now he realized I wouldn’t rest until I’d taken my pound of flesh from the Blood Moon Pack.
Xavier remained silent, his gaze fixed on me with such intensity it felt like he was trying to burn a hole through me. Finally, in a dangerously soft voice, he said, “Go ahead and sue. Use whatever tactics you want. I’ll play along p>
He pulled out a chair and sat down calmly.
I felt exhausted to my core.
Alpha Claude slammed his hand down again. “What lawsuit? Haven’t we been embarrassed enough? She clearly has no feelings for you anymore. Let’s end this cleanly and move on p>
“Alpha Xavier,” I added, hoping to sway him, “if you just agree to finalize the divorce, I’ll delete the recording and all the other evidence I’ve collected the moment the paperwork is complete p>
“Are you both finished?” Xavier picked up his chopsticks with eerie calm. “Let’s eat first p>
I suppressed the urge to smash my glass against his head and turned to Alpha Claude instead. “Please talk some sense into him. We were married once—I don’t want this to get any uglier than it already is p>
With that, I signaled to my bodyguards to wheel me out.
Xavier made no move to stop me, and I didn’t bother looking back.
Once outside, one bodyguard went to bring the car around while the other stayed with me.
I allowed myself to relax slightly, breathing in the fresh evening air.
Suddenly, several men in Blood Moon Pack security uniforms appeared and subdued my remaining bodyguard before he could react.
“What are you doing?!” I cried out, alarm bells ringing in my head.
A shadow fell over me. Before I could stand to flee, strong arms lifted me into the air.
I looked up to see Xavier’s cold, his eyes dark with something that sent a chill down my spine. There was something almost demonic in his gaze.
My heart dropped. “Put me down! What do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, struggling against his grip.
Xavier ignored my protests completely, carrying me to his car.
He opened the driver’s side door and slid me across to the passenger seat, then locked the doors. With one foot on the accelerator, he sped away from the house.
As we raced through the gates, we passed another car entering—our vehicles nearly colliding in Xavier’s haste to escape with me.