Rejected by my ex, Claimed by the CEO

Chapter Twenty

Damon's POV

Aurora!

Why had I thought taking Aurora and Luna as my mate was a good idea? This was a mess I hadn't anticipated, and I knew she wouldn't let it go quickly. I understood that Aurora was hurt, but I also knew that pain could lead her down a dark path. The thought of her seeking revenge, especially against Harriet, sent a chill down my spine. My wolf growled, restlessly pacing within me, demanding to be let loose. I forcefully shoved him back down, blocking him from taking control. He was a fierce beast known for his temper, and I couldn't let him loose at this time. I needed to think clearly and not lose sight of what I was supposed to do to make things right!

I had to inform the elders and have everything done correctly to reject Aurora and free her from Luna's status. It would not be nice for her, but it was my own fault, and I could not blame her for hating me for it. I needed to set her free so that I could focus solely on Harriet, my true mate—the one I so stupidly let go.

As I went through the packhouse and up the stairs to my level, I turned to the corridor where I knew Aurora would most likely be.

"Oscar?" I called out, my voice firm and laced with urgency. One of my guards stood nearby, momentarily lost in thought. At the sound of my voice, he snapped back to reality, immediately straightening up and bowing his head deeply.

"Yes, Alpha. How can I be of assistance?" he replied, his tone professional but laced with concern.

"Begin by telling me where the Luna is," I growled, my gut tightening as I surveyed the chaos in her chamber. The door stood wide open, and the red plush carpet was marred with scattered belongings as if a storm had swept through. It looked like it had been turned upside down.

Oscar's eyes widened, taking in the disarray. "I—uh, I haven't seen her since this morning. I thought she was in the garden… tending to the flowers."

I gritted my teeth, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. "You thought? We don't have time for assumptions. I need to see her now. pronto."

Oscar hesitated, glancing nervously at the mess before him. "I can send out a few guards to search the perimeter if you wish."

I felt the urgency pulse through my veins as I fought against the worry crashing over me. "No, Oscar. We need to find her now. Gather everyone. I want a full search, and I want it done quickly. No excuses."

"Yes, Alpha Damon, of course." He nodded sharply, the gravity of my words sinking in as he hastened away to round up the others.

As I stood there, staring into the wreckage of Aurora's room, guilt gnawed at me. I had thought binding her to me would bring stability and strength, but it had only unleashed a torrent of emotions that neither of us was ready to face.

Feeling restless, I paced back towards the entrance, the weight of responsibility heavy on my shoulders. She was hurt and confused, and I had to find her before her pain led her to do something rash. My wolf howled in my mind, urging me forward.

"Aurora!" I called, my voice echoing through the trees, filled with desperation and determination. "Where are you?"

The shadows of the woods loomed around me, thick with tension, but I focused on her scent—fresh and wild—mingling with the earthy sweetness of the garden. **Don't let this turn into something dangerous,** I pleaded inwardly, the fear of losing her clawing at my heart.

As I pushed deeper into the forest, every instinct screamed for me to reach out, to connect with her. "Aurora, please respond to me. You don't have to go through this alone. I never meant to hurt you. I thought I was doing the right thing. Help me put things right."

But as I moved further into the woods, her floral scent, once so intoxicating and familiar, began dissipating, leaving only the earthy richness of the loamy ground. My heart sank with each passing second. Where are you, Aurora?

When I finally broke through the thick underbrush, I emerged into the clearing that held the entrance to the pack's parking area. Panic seized me. I turned my head wildly, searching for any sign of her, and that's when I spotted it—the sleek black car, her car, speeding away from the pack house.

"No!" I roared, the last word escaping my lips like a battle cry. She had driven off without warning, without a word. My heart raced frantically as I sprinted towards the vehicle, adrenaline coursing through my veins.

Just as I reached the edge of the lot, my Beta, Lucas, appeared, running swiftly from the other direction with an expression of grave concern on his face. "Alpha! I heard you calling for her. She knows. She knows that Harriet is your mate."

"It was her, Lucas. She has gone. Aurora just drove off!" I shouted, barely pausing to gather my thoughts. "We need to stop her before she does something reckless; she can do anything right now."

Lucas's expression hardened as he grasped the seriousness of the situation. "Calm down, Alpha Damon. We have to assume she might be heading after Harriet," he said firmly. "If she's angry enough, she could harm her without thinking—"

"Exactly," I interrupted, agitation coursing through me. How could I remain calm when I was already stressed about finding Harriet, and now this?

"I'm on it," he said, turning on his heel to gather the guards. "Stay here. I'll go and get a car. We will find them both; don't worry, Alpha."

I clenched my fists, my mind racing as I watched the dust settle where Aurora's car had just been. I cursed my shortcomings, the mistakes that led us here. The thought of her rage directed toward Harriet twisted my insides with dread.