His jaw tightened. “And what will you do then? You don’t have a job. You don’t have a pack. How will you survive? And your grandma’s medical expenses—can you afford them?”
I stiffened.
Benedict took a step closer. “You’re not a naive teenager anymore, Felicia. You’re twenty-eight. You should be mature enough to understand how the world works.”
I gritted my teeth. “If maturity means tolerating your betrayal, then I’d rather be a fool. This is the divorce agreement. Sign it.”
He glanced at the papers in my hand but didn’t take them. Instead, he smirked. “And what is this? You want half of my assets?”
I lifted my chin. “It’s what I deserve.”
His smirk widened. “What exactly have you contributed? This house? My business? I’ve been the one paying your grandma’s hospital bills since we got married.”
I stared at him, unable to believe how easily he dismissed everything I had done. “If I hadn’t agree with this marriage, you never would have secured your position as Alpha of this pack. And you’re the one who insisted I stop working. I had a future, Benedict. A career. I could have made more than you ever spent on me.”
He laughed. “Who do you think would believe that now?”
My nails dug into my palms. I was done. I was done begging for freedom. If he wouldn’t sign, I would take this to the Elders.
I turned to leave, but his hand caught my wrist.
“Go change. We’re leaving for the gathering.”
I yanked my arm free. “I told you, I’m not going.”
His grip returned, firmer this time. “Don’t make me cut off your grandma’s treatment.”
Rage boiled inside me. “You wouldn’t dare.”
He pulled out his phone. “Doctor, I want to halt the payments for—”
I lunged, slapping the phone from his hand. My breath came in ragged gasps, my hands shaking with fury. “You bastard.”
Benedict smirked. “You have two choices, Felicia. Come with me tonight, or find another way to pay for your grandmother’s care.”
I wanted to rip his throat out. My wolf howled in protest, but I knew the truth. He held all the power.
For now. I clenched my jaw, swallowing my pride. “Fine.”
Benedict’s smile was victorious, but I vowed right then—I would not stay trapped forever. One day, I would make him regret ever trying to control me.
Seeing the coldness in Benedict’s eyes, I realized just how blind I had been. How could I have ever loved someone like him?