The Rogue King’s Daughter Files for Divorce

I walked in on my husband, Blackrock Pack Alpha Kane, rolling around in our marital bed with his mistress Talia.

I demanded a divorce on the spot.

Talia, clothes still disheveled, immediately slapped me across the face and shrieked mockingly:

You're nothing but a lowly waitress from a border club. What makes you think you have the right to ask an Alpha for a divorce? Do you really think you're the Luna of Blackrock Pack?

Kane's sister Jessa chimed in from the side:

"So what if my brother has a mistress? What are you making such a fuss about?"

Kane looked at me with undisguised impatience and warned:

"Everything you have, I gave you. Without me, you're nothing. Are you really going through with this divorce?"

I nodded decisively: "Yes."

After all, my father, the Rogue King who strikes terror into the hearts of North American werewolves, was about to be released from prison.

He'd been wanting to throw Kane to the rogues at the border to be torn apart for a long time now.

Talia was Kane's most favored mistress. Despite her humble origins, she was the most arrogant of all his lovers.

Seeing my determination to divorce, a flash of joy flickered through Talia's eyes.

She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, sneering at me with contempt:

"Ungrateful women never come to a good end."

"Kane is the Alpha of Blackrock Pack. For a lowly waitress like you to marry him was your good fortune. Instead of being grateful that he pulled you out of the gutter, you're making a scene about divorce over such a trivial matter as him having other women. You're an absolute fool."

"You just got lucky, meeting Kane before he became Alpha. Otherwise, with your status, you wouldn't even qualify to set foot in Blackrock Pack territory."

"If I could become Kane's mate, I would never be as jealous as you. I would arrange all the women around him properly and never let such trivial matters distract him!"

Talia's words made it clear she wanted to steal my position as Luna.

In the past, I might have confronted her angrily.

But now, I'd completely given up on Kane.

This so-called Luna position was nothing more than a cold cage to me.

Jessa toyed with a sharp dagger, sneering at me with contempt:

"You waitress, are you planning to use this divorce to blackmail my brother and force him to give you an astronomical settlement?"

"Raina, can you stop being so naive?"

"Do you think divorcing my brother will let you take a share of Blackrock Pack's power and wealth? Like that Omega who divorced the Whitespire Pack Alpha a while back and became a top-tier rich woman overnight?"

"You'd better abandon that idea right now! Before my brother married you, he made you sign a prenuptial agreement. And with me, Blackrock Pack's chief lawyer, here, the moment you dare to divorce, you'll leave with nothing but the clothes on your back. Not even a single strand of wolf fur!"

Jessa certainly had grounds for her confidence.

She'd studied countless loopholes in Alliance law. Though not the most elite lawyer,

she'd fought plenty of divorce cases with extremely ruthless tactics.

Even though I'd completely given up on Kane, hearing Jessa's naked threats,

I couldn't help but feel a bone-chilling cold rise in my heart.

I glared at Jessa and shouted:

"Without me, the lowly waitress you speak of, you siblings wouldn't be where you are today!"

"Your brother was critically injured by rogues back then. I stayed by his side day and night, which let you study without pressure."

"And you? You couldn't even afford tuition back then. If I hadn't used my savings, you would've been expelled from the academy and sent back to the border long ago!"

"You knelt before me back then, saying if your brother ever treated me badly, you'd be the first to hold him accountable..."

Without my help back then, Jessa never could have completed her education.

Kane would have died in the border's snowfields long ago, let alone risen to his current position as Alpha.

Back then, the siblings were grateful to me, practically wanting to worship me.

I foolishly thought I'd found people who truly cared about me. And what happened?

"You grabbed my hand back then, crying and saying I'd given you this life, and anyone who disrespected me would have to answer to you..."

Without my unreserved efforts to save them, Jessa would have become just another corpse at the border long ago.

Kane would have died in some unknown corner, never becoming Blackrock Pack's Alpha.

Back then, the siblings treated me like a second parent, ready to give me their very hearts.

I foolishly thought I'd found family I could trust with my life. And what happened?

After Kane firmly secured his position as Blackrock Pack's Alpha, he stopped coming home.

Instead, I frequently saw him in tabloid news, entering and leaving clubs with different Omegas, living it up without a care in the world.

Ever since Jessa became Blackrock Pack's lawyer and started dealing with elite wolves from various packs, she looked down on me more and more.

She thought I, a club waitress, wasn't worthy of her brother and brought shame to both siblings.

Now they fancied themselves superior, never mentioning those days of struggling to survive in the garbage dumps.

As if that period when they relied on my support was the greatest stain on their lives.

Kane and Jessa's faces instantly turned ashen.

Before I could finish speaking, Jessa suddenly grabbed the teacup beside her and hurled it viciously at me.

The heavy cup struck my temple, and pain exploded through my head, darkening my vision.

Warm blood trickled down from my brow bone, blurring my sight and leaving me in a wretched state.

Jessa stared at me with vicious eyes and cursed:

"Ungrateful trash! Who do you think you are, bringing up the past in front of me?"

"Without my brother elevating you, you'd spend your whole life licking boots for lowlife wolves at that club! That little bit of kindness you showed us was your own choice. Did we beg you?"

Kane leaned back on the sofa, legs crossed, watching me coldly:

"Enough, Raina. Let me be frank with you. Omegas wanting to climb into my bed could form a line from here to the border. You've occupied the Luna position for years. I've provided you with the best food and lifestyle. I've done more than enough."

"This divorce is happening whether you like it or not. I don't want people digging up the fact that my Luna used to serve plates at a club."

"Sign voluntarily, and I'll let you keep some dignity. If you insist on making trouble, I have a hundred ways to make you disappear without a trace."

"But since you've been with me these past few years, I won't go to extremes. Sign this agreement, and I'll give you a million dollars. Take the money and disappear forever."

Kane had me sign a non-disclosure agreement.

The agreement stated that after the divorce, I couldn't mention how I'd helped the siblings in the past,

and I couldn't tell any pack that I'd been Kane's partner or Blackrock Pack's former Luna.

I agreed without hesitation.

Although Kane and I had been married for over three years, almost no one outside knew of my existence.

Everyone assumed Blackrock Pack's Alpha Kane was still single.

After all, our wedding was extremely simple with no guests from any pack invited.

The only witnesses were Blackrock Pack's old priest and Jessa.

Plus, after the marriage, Kane began his philandering, deliberately maintaining his persona as a single, eligible Alpha.

Jessa also hinted at various occasions that both siblings were single.

So these past three years, very few people knew I was Kane's partner.

I signed both the divorce and non-disclosure agreements, picked up the million-dollar check Kane tossed at me, and turned to leave this place that disgusted me.

Just then, Talia spoke up with a mocking laugh:

"Now that's better. Raina, being sensible is good for everyone."

"Oh, by the way, isn't your crippled old man in prison about to get out? What do you think he'll do when he finds out his only daughter got kicked to the curb? Will he get so angry he ends up back inside?"

Jessa picked up the thread, adding coldly:

"Her dad? Ha, one old waste raising a younger waste, that's all. If my brother hadn't been kind-hearted back then, trash bloodlines like yours wouldn't even qualify to step foot in our Blackrock Pack territory."

Kane looked at me coldly, his voice devoid of warmth:

"You've signed the agreement and taken the money. From now on, you have no relationship with us siblings."

"I don't care where you go or what you do, just don't appear before me and dirty my sight."

"If I hear even half a word about us outside, I have ten thousand ways to make you regret leaving here alive."

I said nothing, suppressing the grief and rage churning inside me, and walked out of Blackrock Pack's main fortress without looking back.

Returning to what used to be our residence, I quickly packed my personal belongings, tears falling despite my efforts to hold them back.

Who could I blame for things ending up this way?

I could only blame myself for being blind, for showing mercy back then and saving these ungrateful siblings!

I dragged my suitcase out of the residence, wanting to take a shortcut through the back alley behind the main fortress to get to the station.

I'd just entered the alley when I heard chaotic, heavy footsteps behind me.

Before I could turn around, several rough hands shoved me hard from behind.

Several burly men blocked both ends of the alley, each emanating the fierce aura of werewolves.

I recognized them. The leader was Vorn, Kane's head of security.

Vorn and his men used to be rogues from the border.

After following Kane, they'd transformed into Blackrock Pack's guards.

Before, when they saw me, they would respectfully call me Luna.

Now, their faces were twisted with savage grins, looking especially terrifying in the dim alley.

"Why the rush? Luna," Vorn drawled, stepping closer to me. "The brothers haven't seen you off yet."

I backed up until my spine hit the wall, saying in a low voice:

"I've already signed the divorce papers. I have nothing to do with Blackrock Pack anymore. Let me pass."

Vorn and the men behind him laughed. "Let you pass? That won't do."

He walked up to me and looked down, lowering his voice:

"Don't blame us for being ruthless. You shouldn't have offended people you can't afford to offend."

"Jessa said it herselfyou taking that million and walking out the door is like slapping her face. She needs to teach you that Blackrock Pack's money isn't easy to take."

"She told us brothers to take good care of you, preferably filming something as a keepsake. That way, even if you try to make waves later, you'll have to consider your own reputation first."

"Talia said you were quite good at servicing people at the club back in the day. Today we'll let you practice your old skills so they don't get rusty."

"Blame your own bad luck for deserving to be disposed of like garbage!"

With that, Vorn and his men reached out with lecherous grins, trying to tear at my clothes.

At this critical moment, a tremendous noise came from the mouth of the alley.

They turned with furious expressions, ready to curse,

but the next second, that anger froze on their faces,

replaced by bone-deep terror as they all looked toward the alley entrance.

A group of men radiating fierce auras, carrying steel pipes and silver blades, surrounded Vorn and his men.

The leader strode up to us and shoved Vorn aside roughly.

Vorn and his men trembled under the oppressive presence, hastily begging for mercy:

"Bosses, have you got the wrong people?"

"We're from Blackrock Pack. Our boss is Alpha Kane!"

"Bosses, let's talk this out, let's talk..."

The group of men completely ignored Vorn's pleas and turned in unison to bow respectfully to me:

"Luna Raina, Rogue King Gareth wishes to see you!"