Claiming His Divorced Luna

Chapter 1

Lena’s POV

I was dozing off when my blanket was pulled off my body. No maid will do that, it will be no other person than Damien. I sat up to see him smiling at me, making me wonder what was so sweet about today that he was smiling at me, but I dared not return the smile. He's such a devil that I am scared of his footsteps as well, he's so cruel that I hate it when he comes closer to me.

He took the file from the table beside my bed and placed it on my thighs. “Our contract ended today, so sign it—” he dipped his hands into his side pockets. I sat up and took the file, unsealed it and went through it. So truly, our three-month contract has come to an end without him falling in love with me despite how hard I tried. Rather, he abused and tortured me until I gave up having him for myself completely.

I glanced at his face and he knitted his brows, then I took the pen on the table and put down my signature. From today onwards, I am no longer his contracted Luna and will be free from this hell I call a life in the palace. It's a pity that I fell in love with the wrong man even when I knew that my parents sold me to him and disappeared into thin air—these couples never asked how I was faring, all they knew was that they'd cleared their debt with me.

He took the file from me after I was done signing. “There's no need to leave this place even though our contract is over—” On hearing that from him, my heart raced, but I couldn't tell what I was imagining and wanted to hear from him. What was it that he meant by me not leaving the palace even though the contract was over? I wanted to hear him say that he loved me and would make me his official Luna since the contract already ended.

I swallowed bitterly while waiting to hear what he had in mind. “Since I'll be coming back with the female Beta that I'll crown my Luna soon, you can stay behind and serve her…” he stated. My eyes grew wide, was he okay upstairs? “Are you saying that I'll be a servant in this palace, and I'll serve..”

“You'll serve Alice once she returns with me, so don't leave this place and just wait for my return..” he added. I bit my lower lips and let out a deep sigh, he must be going insane. “How will you make your divorced Luna a servant? The contract is over so I should go my way…”

He smirked and took a few steps closer to me. “Where do you think you're heading to? Do you have anywhere in mind to go to?” he laughed, shaking his head. “Maybe you aren't aware that your so-called parents abandoned you—you were sold to me for eternity, but I chose to make you my Luna under a contract because I needed to achieve something then, now that I'm done, I don't need you again, I'll let the whole pack know that we divorced because of your inconsistency as the Luna…”

Glaring at him, I could see the devil.

“You know, you should be glad that you got the opportunity of being my Luna and enjoying life and the palace for three months because there are many ladies out there who didn't have such an opportunity but can't get it. Your parents aren't coming for you any longer, so it will be better to be a servant here other than being a wanderer in the pack…” he gestured, irritating me the most.

I clenched my fist in bitterness, but what could I do? I am just an Omega and can't lift my hand on him or I'll be a dead meat. The whole pack will put me to death if I ever disrespect their so-called Alpha, not knowing the sort of hell I passed through in his hands.

If this was what it meant to be in the palace, then there's nothing good about it. If this is what all the Alphas are like, then no lady should think of ending up with an Alpha.

Damien is so heartless, he made me understand that most wives are slaves. He kept me indoors for a whole three months of marriage and treated me like a slave. He has his way with me anytime he wants even when I get a sore down there or bleeding—he doesn't care.

Even as Luna, I don't eat nice foods or wear nice clothes—there was still no difference between me and the maids.

“Damien!” I mentioned and he furrowed his brows in response. “Just let me leave the palace, I want to suffer out there…”

He shook his head. “You're under my custody from the day your parents handed you over to me, and so being a servant in the palace is an order and you have no choice..besides, that's what Omegas are.” he slammed.

That was so aggressive of him. Being just a random maid would have been better, but serving his so-called Luna-to-be is so terrible.

“But you can still make use of this room, as the divorced Luna, you should show a little difference from the others…” he added and barged out of the room. I sat on the bed feeling bitter until I couldn't hold it up to myself—I broke up in tears. This world isn't a conducive place for people like me to stay in. “I regret falling in love with you—I guess you found out, that's why the torture increased..”

Wetting my pillow has always been part of me, I was that way until I dozed off and was awakened by a hit on my thighs. I hopped from the bed to see Damien standing before me with a lady, I didn't need to guess much, she must be the one he would crown his Luna.

He turned to her and kissed her lips softly making me swim in anger, then he turned to me. “As I said in the morning, her name is Alice and you will serve her from today onwards—let's just say that you will serve the both of us, but most especially, her, because my Beta runs almost all the errands…”

I gulped, taking a look at Alice. There was no difference between me and Alice in terms of beauty except for the fact that she looks classic and is a Beta, that's just the reason Damien chose her over me.

I bowed to them as proof that I understood everything he said, and then they left the room together and burst into tears again that I was unaware of when darkness fell through. From the day I stepped my feet into this palace, I've not seen how the pack is, I'm always indoors all the time. “That's why I need to sneak out and visit the club, at least to ease my pains or I might end up committing suicide tonight—” I thought and rushed into the washroom.

I freshened up and studied the movement of the guards in the palace but it was too tight, then I thought of bribing the ones at the main gate so they could let me out. I'll return tonight, I just want to take a few bottles of drink. As I planned, they let me out after I bribed them, and then I boarded a cab that drove me to one of the club centers.

It was so busy, but all I wanted was just to drink and leave. After consuming about two bottles and about to empty the third one, I felt pressed and headed to the restroom. My sight was becoming blurred and I felt like the whole building was rotating—not until I stumbled onto something and fell into a huge arms race.

Whoever it was seemed drunk as well, but I was already too weak to let go.

“This is the male restroom, what the heck are you doing here?” his grumpy voice queried. I gazed at his face but couldn't capture who he was, but I held him so tight.