His Cruel Betrayal

I stared at him with my pale gaze, asking the very question which came to my mind, "Will you start the explanation, Dexter?"

"Explain what? Is it the fact I want a divorce or what?"

"Yes and No, divorce, Dexter! Is it an explanation you need to tender? The emotion and betrayal…"

"I don't want a general epistle of your chattering." He raised a hand up, shutting me up, his voice laced with venom. "You know I never loved you. Ivy Crane. I never loved you. I did it for my grandpa."

"You never did it for him, you did it for yourself, Dexter…" he stood up and I shook my head when I discovered I wouldn't amount to him in height. This was the man I bathed and took care of, cradling him like a baby. 

He looked more handsome and tall, the things I just noticed. His blue eyes were alive and weren't anywhere near with the omega I called my husband. Everything about him seemed to get better preferences than the fake one I knew.

I wasn't blind, I could see it all. His burly shoulder carried an Alpha aura and his daring eyes seemed to hold an amusing powerful wolf. 

I took a depth breath, trying to stop the anger that was boiling in my veins and ready to sprout out. 

However, I continued, "You wanted your inheritances and you schemed to get it with my emotion. You are an Alpha, aren't you? What if I refuse your damn divorce?" I challenged him, my heart scorching. 

His face was unwavering, unremorseful. His empty laugh echoed the house as his face crept into a smirk, "It is good you know I am an Alpha. Who are you? An omega…" and my heart almost gripped. If only he knew, he wouldn't have spewed that. I am not an Omega! "… You are one of the least in rank in your pack and can as well be the same as a rag," Dexter sprouted, a mockery grin floating on his face.

His words pierced my flesh like a hot iron pressed against my skin. Was it bad to leave all to be with my Omega husband? He had played me and still had the gut to mock me. 

I grunted, swallowing the hatred in every word spewed, watching as he chuckled ridiculously to himself. 

"Today is October tenth, right? Your birthday, isn't it? One thing I know is…" his eyes danced to the cake and the smirk on his face darkened. 

He stood in front of me, a chuckle balancing on his lips, "An omega has no right to do any birthday. They are supposed to be treated like shit. Aren't you supposed to be grateful to me for a year of freedom as my wife?" his mock intensified, catching my breath, not believing he could spew this out. 

It hurt me so much to just stand there hearing those words, I wanted to speak. I wanted to rant to tell him how gibberish he was. How a betrayal he was, but he beat me to it, "Any word from you and I will show you the level of trash an Omega should be," he threatened, his face unwavering strong with disdain and I shut up, trying to hold back my tears, but the tears seemed to bend to fall. 

Sobbing was useless and I blamed myself for doing it. I was actually not sobbing at his words or his threat, I was doing so because I fell in love with a monster who I nurtured with care. The pain cut through my tears bringing a large percentage of emotion. 

"You are my wife only on paper but my true wife is in my pack and she is currently pregnant with my child. That is the level you should know that we are all over. Sign the divorce paper and get the hell out of here back to the trash you belong!" he yelled, his voice threatened with his glare showing the muscle in his jaws. 

I parted my lips, beating hard the regret with a squeeze of my face into a frown, "Dexter, no matter the threat, I, Ivy will not sign any divorce unless your grandfather is present. I didn't get married to you under your consent, I did under your grandfather's willingness and I won't dance to any threat since you are…" a slap landed on my face and I groaned in pain. 

He slapped me! Never had we quarreled before nor had he raised his hand against me. 

"Dexter…!" I called. 

In anger, he picked up the cake and punched it hard, spanking it before throwing a handful of it at me, but I dodged it.

Realizing I did a stunt one on him, his eyes turned red with rage. "It seems you think you are smart. Well…" Before I called a jack, he grabbed my arm and dragged me toward the door. 

"Where are you dragging me to?" I queried annoyingly. 

"To where you belong!" he shrieked, his breath sizzling against my skin.

"You can't do this to me, Dexter. I have been good to you…"

He chuckled wickedly, "Being with you will spell doom for me, Ivy. I regret meeting you," he yelled, his eyes burned like hell and I shut up, burning down my anger.

At the garage, he shoved me into the side seat of a pull up van and tied me up to the seat with a strong rope. 

"Dexter!" he plastered my lips with a cellotape, shutting me up, and chuckled wickedly. 

"Shut up!" he thundered before he went behind the wheel beside me. 

A ridiculous chuckle with a wild laugh echoed around me, "Be a good wife… Huh, Ha!' he burst into uncontrollable laughter, mocking me as he ignited the vehicle to life. 

I remained calm, looking out of the window. He drove for hours, passing by the werewolves' settlement and another hour, driving the car between two desert hills until it started getting bushy and then drove into a deep forest. 

He kept driving without a single gaze on me and I also didn't speak. My gaze fixed on the rear with daring and pains as the car kept jagging due to his careless driving over smaller trees. 

When the screeches of the car finally stopped after he turned off the car engine, it was darker. I refused to look at him as he untied me and then sat up. 

"Get out!" he yelled and I looked at the dark feature of his face. 

"To do what, Dexter?" I snapped arrogantly. I was completely annoyed at him. 

With a quick stunt, he hopped out of the car and toward my door without a word and opened it. 

He shoved me out of the car onto the tick bush. 

"It is over, Ivy. This is where you belong. An Omega Rogue!" his words sharped like knife, pierced my heart.

He left me in disarray and humiliation.

"Dexter, you can't do this to me. The house is mine. It was a present from your grandpa to me. You can't send me away from it…" I tried to reason with him, but his laughter deepened, sounding like torment to me and I grunted down my throat, 

"The house will be auctioned and it is mine to begin. Grandpa only granted this to you because he was sorry for your poverty. But I am not him. I don't care if you are devoured by wild animals here. So, bye forever. I will forge your signature and divorce you," he said and left, bringing the car engine back to life. 

I was alone out of nowhere. No single pity! Only pain and guilt in my heart! He left me stranded except for my phone which was in my pocket. No credit card and to claim it all, in an asylum out of nowhere. 

 I could only scream as terror stared at me and tears welled out of my eyes, "Dexter! Dexter!!. Come back. Please, don't do this!" but he was far gone leaving an empty trace of his remnant.

I took off my phone to call him. Maybe he would change his mind but the network in the deep forest was bad and no network to Google location to get help either. 

Definitely, I had to get away from this deep forest. So I walked, trying to catch the network with my phone torch as the only light to lead me on.

The crushing of the dry debris followed my footsteps, same with the cracking and the filtering of wild birds. 

The trees were tall and shaded the clouds. The darkness became dimmer as it kept moving. 

I wished I could shift to my wolf but I didn't wish to lose my phone and my clothes since I would have to take them off and wouldn't be able to carry them in my wolf. 

I moved further and farther until my phone rang. It was Ben…