Chapter 3
Viona's POV
In My Apartment
I find myself holding the invitation card to my husband's engagement party to his first love, my rival and once close friend. I looked at the invitation; the feelings I thought I lost years ago in all the bloodshed I caused resurfaced in my mind, and the tears I thought dried up fell like streams of water. It hurt so badly my voice choked.
Like that wasn't enough, the requirements of this mission happened to be a must. I appear as Viona Nobel, the eldest daughter of the Levites Pack and the shameless Luna of the Royal Pack. The thought of it alone hurt me so deeply I wished to die, but I have to do this to survive, lest the organization dispose of me.
By 2 PM, I was picking out a dress to wear, one that attracted lots of attention as my mission was to be a distraction for a massacre to happen. I picked a deep blue mermaid gown that matched my eyes, and a snow white fur coat that matched the color of my wolf. The dress complemented my height and figure, and everyone who saw me gasped in awe.
By 6 PM, I was at the venue; murmurs surrounded me before I could even get inside, that was after the guard checked my invitation for confirmation. The hall was large and crowded, more lively than my engagement. At that time, Nicolas disliked me, seeing me as a reason he was separated from his first love.
As he began falling in love with me, he promised an even grand anniversary celebration, which until now never happened. Looking around the grand hall, amidst the murmurs and scornful gazes, my mother, the present Luna of the Levites, and my brother stood on the second floor. Due to their reputation, they could not come to me, and due to my mission, I could not go to them; we were like worlds apart despite looking at arm's length.
So were my ladies-in-waiting, Lunas of other packs under the Royal Pack, always flattering me with praises every opportunity they got. Watching their mocking and disdainful gazes, I smiled to myself for even imagining they would say hello to me.
Just when I thought my heart was broken enough, Nicolas and his beloved stepped on the podium. In front of the whole crowd, he went on one knee and proposed to Flora. "The only regret in my life is not realizing you were my true mate. I've missed you for four whole years; will you marry me?"
The hall erupted in noise, knowing Flora would already say yes, which was no surprise as she nodded her head with tears in her eyes. I stood hidden in the corner of the banquet hall, my heart breaking all over again. He didn't know that those four years he regretted were years I could never get back.
The gazes became uncomfortable as I excused myself to the restroom. As I was leaving the hall, Nicolas took the mic as his voice echoed throughout the entire hall. "I would like to thank each and every one of you for being here, especially my ex-wife Viona." Immediately he called my name; the hall was pinned down silent. Of course, I was the center of attention; that was my purpose for coming and for choosing such an outfit, but being called this way made me uncomfortable.
With no choice, I walked up to the podium under the loud whispers. "I congratulate Mr. Jones and Miss Smith on their engagement. As it is, I'll be leaving in... about now, so please enjoy your party," I said, checking my watch, which made people begin whispering again. Immediately, Nicolas' face turned sour; I could also see the smirk Flora was not trying to hide.
Suddenly, Nicolas pulled me by the hand in front of everyone into a private corner and slammed me against the wall due to his Alpha strength, leaving a crack in the wall with my backbone almost crushed. "Is this really how you spent the money!?" His voice was like a roar; I doubt people on the other side couldn't hear us.
"What are you talking about?" Of course, I knew what he was referring to; I read the news, but I was innocent. "Are you seriously asking that?"
"Let me explain." I tried to control his wolf with my voice like every Luna does when the Alpha is out of control, but it didn't work. Instead, he slammed me aggressively against the wall again. I could hear the crack from my bone, and I believe so could he. My face paled from pain; only then did he leave me and walk away.
Soon after he left, before I could fully digest the pain, I had clicked his heel. I could already guess who it was; soon enough, Flora came into view. She smiled at me.
"Stay away from Nicolas and the pack, would you do that?" she asked nicely. I smiled in response and shook my head. "I love him; I wouldn't leave him, not so easily. I gave him my kidney, you know that. Just wait till he finds out and see what he does to you."
I was proud to say that as I saw a bit of panic in her eyes. In the next second, "Pak...!!" The slap was so loud, especially as it was beside a hidden microphone. The huge hall suddenly quieted down, and everyone's footsteps resounded on the empty corridor to see what happened. Flora was in tears with a swollen cheek and blood dripping from her lips; the scene was self-explanatory. 'The shameless ex-wife slapped the white lotus, a.k.a. husband's first love, out of jealousy.' But that was not the case. The hidden truth was, 'White lotus, a.k.a. husband's first love, slapped herself to an extent she bled, to frame ex-wife.' But this was the truth no one cared to know.
Suddenly, "Pak...! Pak...!" Nicolas rushed forward, landing two heavy slaps on my face. Everyone gasped in shock and mockery.
Unwilling to take the shame, I rushed out the back door, no longer caring about the damned mission. Bad news spreads like wildfire.
A Week Later
A news article was published, and it was on the hot topic list. "CEO's shameless ex-wife wants to reunite, hashtag gold digger, hashtag spent all the money." I clicked on the video only to see a press conference held by the company. My mom, brother, and uncle were all present.
I quickly tuned to the channel, watching the press conference live with Flora shedding tears at the corner, being consoled by some reporters. Flashes of cameras were everywhere, and questions were asked. One question stood out. "Mr. Jones, is there a possibility you would be taking Miss Nobel back after what she had done?" "No," he gave a straightforward answer without even thinking twice.
I felt crushed, like my stomach was full; I immediately began throwing up all I ate until now. "Next question, the camera caught you guys in a blind spot, and you guys were there for a while. What were you doing there?"
"We happened to meet over there by accident while shopping; she tried to convince me that Flora was lying about everything she said." Immediately, Flora broke down and fainted on the spot, making everyone rush towards her in a panic.
"Mr. and Mrs. Noble, what do you have to say about your eldest daughter's behavior?" A reporter turned to Mark and Vivian, who were also at the scene.
"I have no such daughter; I hereby sever all ties with Viona. From thenceforth, she is no longer one of the Levites, nor is she a Nobleman." His declaration stunned everyone; even Flora woke up and fainted again. My mother was speechless as a female. Her role in the pack was to ensure that females behaved in accordance with the rules of the pack, and she had no right to speak in the conference. I can also imagine my brother's face.
He was right; I wasn't his daughter; I was my father's daughter, who died without having a son, leaving his wife to forcefully mate his twin younger brother to bear a son with the same DNA. Technically, I was my dad's only child. That was why I desperately donated my kidney, so Nick wouldn't die, and I wouldn't have to return to my pack as a widow. As Nick was the only royal born of the Royal Pack, he was literally worshipped as the next god of the pack.
When the conference ended, I was still shocked at my couch. I'm my father's only child, and because he's no more, my uncle kicked me out of the pack with just words. I bundled myself and cried my eyes out, wishing my dad would appear and take me along. The burden of being a reject both in my pack and in society weighed heavily on me.
I couldn't take it anymore, but who knew I was still important enough for someone to plot my death. Of course, I know who it was, but who would believe me if I spoke up? I just silently disappeared like everyone wished. If only I had decided my own fate from the beginning, I wouldn't have had to lose so much just to enjoy a brief moment of bliss.
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