A Deal With The Lycan KIng

Adrianna's POV

I was already in bed when I heard Trevor drive in. I wasn't asleep so I stood up and walked to the window. I watched him open the car door and step out.

I walk out of the room to go to him. Not that he wanted to see me, I knew I was the last person he wanted to see.

The moment I get to the living room, his scent hits me and I almost inhale deeply when I smell something else. And the constant pain in my heart increased immensely. He hadn't been home all these while because he was with her.

For the past few months, I have been getting nothing but pain and heartbreak. My once-happy family had turned into a nightmare for me. That he came home today was even surprising. He hardly ever returned home, and whenever he was home, he'd act as though I wasn't even there or lash out at me and get angry at things that didn't even matter.

He was about to walk past me when I held his arm and asked, "Where have you been all these while, Trevor?"

"Who the fuck gave you the right to ask me that question?" He replied.

How could he ask me that question? "I have every right to ask you, Trevor. I'm your wife and mate." I said sadly.

He chuckled, "Wife."

Then he walked to the drawer by the side of the couch. He opened it and began to search for something. He was surfing through some paperwork. He tilted his head to see the contents of the paper, and I saw a hickey on his neck. Another pain shot through my body.

He finally brought out some paperwork and tossed them at me.

"What are these?" I ask, my gaze catching his blue eyes in suspicion.

"Those are divorce papers; sign them. It shouldn't be so hard since I never marked you, right?" he scowled, seemingly annoyed that I was bothering him.

He had a hard expression on his face, his eyes cold, much as the last time we saw each other. It was difficult to think that only a few months ago, he was the same man who lavished me with love and attention. Was it all merely acting? Was he pretending to be someone else as he waited for Alia to return?

Who would have guessed that his failure to mark me would be used against me someday? The only topic we ever disagreed on was marking. He had consistently put it off and made up justifications for it. It should have been a warning sign when he refused to mark me. However, I persisted in finding justifications for him, believing he would do it whenever he was ready.

I gave him a startled look. I never would have imagined that he would go to such an extent. It has been eight long years since we have been together. In just a few months after she