The Alpha and His Contract Luna novel Chapter 33

Darren.

I look at the amber liquid swirling in my glass. I am drunk off my ass but I don’t care because nothing matters. Nothing fucking matters.

‘How did I end up here?’ I keep asking myself over and over again.

Everything I had has been torn away from me. I absolutely have nothing. No mate and no Luna. My eyes wonders to the magazine delivered to my house. Either the person didn’t know how Ren and I were once and item. Or they were just being fucking cruel by reminding me what I had lost.

The sharp pain that pierces my heart is hard to ignore. The picture of Lauren and Sebastian outside Ruby’s collection holding hands tears my already sore heart. Despite wearing heels, the bastard was still taller than her which wasn’t the case with me. She was looking up at him like he hang the fucking moon. He looked down at her like she was his entire world.

Sick of seeing the picture, I grab the magazine and tear it up before throwing it to the trash bin. I don’t need any more reminder of what a fucking moron I have been.

I had her, but instead I let her go. That’s not it, I didn’t let her go. I kicked her out my life. All because I believed that Miranda came back because she loved me. Because she wanted me. That she was miserable without me all these years like I was. She played me like the piano and I fall for deceit.

The door to my house opens but I don’t bother turning around. Instead a take a gulp of my whisky before filling up the glass.

“This house smells like a pigsty” I hear behind just as the click of heels walks towards me.

“Hi mom” I slur, once I feel her presence behind me.

I still don’t turn because the last thing I want to see is the disappointment in her eyes. I’ve seen so much of it since I screwed up with Ren. It was enough to last me a lifetime or two.

“Don’t hi me, you overgrown baby” she scolds before smacking me on the back of the head.

I groan and snap at her. “Ouch! What the hell was that for?”

What was up with her? All I wanted was to be left alone. To be let to drown in my own misery.

She moves around me and comes sit beside me. Just as I scent my dad and feel his presence. He may be a retired alpha but he’s aura is still strong.

“Did rats die in here or something?” he groans, the disgust evident in his voice.

I want them to shut the hell up and leave. “If you hate the smell so much then leave. The door is fucking wide open. I don’t need your bullshit”

I don’t feel my dad move. Probably because my senses were screwed by the alcohol. I registers mom’s gasp when it already too late. Dad has me pinned to the wall in a chock hold. My eyes are blurry but I still see his wolf on the surface. Lurking. Ready to strike

If I was my normal self I would be able to get out of his hold. But like I said, I was drank off my ass. So I was at his mercy. Completely helpless because I was useless.

“Boy, if you ever disrespect me or your mother again I will forget you’re a man and I’ll hand you your ass on a silver platter. Better yet, I will forget that you’re my son” he spat.

I just hang, limp. Not daring to move. He lets go of me after snarling, leaving me to crumple in a heap on the floor. I would have been disgusted by the sort of man I have turned out but I was too far gone. My ego has already been trampled on the ground by I woman I thought loved me.

I stand up on unsteady legs and lean on my desk. Trying to focus on my parents. They were after all here for a reason.

“You can’t continue like this Darren. You’re letting the pack down” My mother begins.

I didn’t have time to hear about this. What did they want from me? I just got the rug pulled from under me and I don’t know what to do about it.

“I just can’t deal with the pack right now. I am lost. How am I supposed to function without Lauren by my side? I am a complete and utter mess”

My dad snorts and it honestly grates on my nerves. “Weren’t you the same man that was speaking of his undying love for that other woman about a month ago?” he mocks.

I rub my chest. It feels as if he has hit me physically by using Miranda’s betrayal against me. It still pains. It was like being stabbed over and over again.

“Things change” I murmur. Looking down.

And don’t I know. I have experienced it firsthand. A year ago, Lauren was the one in this position but now the tables have turned. The only thing that’s different is that Lauren is mated to Sebastian. While in the year Miranda refused for us to be mated. I should have seen that for what it was. A red flag. She was clearly still holding on to hope that Sebastian will come back to her.

“So you’re telling me that your love is so flimsy that it easily changes from one woman to another?” Dad asks. His face contorted in repulsion.