Power And Snow #heirloom SERIES

divorce

"I command it."
Charlie ordered as he stood up from his throne looking at his queen with no remorse on his face.

"I will not accept this command " she said to him looking at him drop dead in his eyes challenging his authority.

Her breathe calmed as she picked up her ball gown and she walked towards him their eyes never breaking contact.
With every bold steps she takes his will breaks and his control crumbles he knew without her his power would be nothing that's why he married her in the first place.

But it's been six year his word reigns supreme his control over the pack was ever so firm and tight like a battle castle built on a raging sea.

"My words is Gold. you will obey your alpha, you will heed my words and you shall do as I command" he ordered

She stopped at the stairs going up to the throne as she released her dress.
Her calm demeanor cracked as little pearls of tears run down her face ever so silently, her eyes never leaving his.

At this moment the queen that held the pack above her head with strength broke like a porcelain doll. Body trembling, hope shattered.

"Have I not given enough your majesty ". with a cracked voice she asked wondering were she has gone wrong.

" my queen" he called so gently as he walked down towards her.

"My princess"

"My strength." the melody of each words sounded almost like a siren echoing around Arabian sea luring sailors to their death

"I shall repeat my question in case you didn't understand your majesty HAVE I NOT DONE ENOUGH?" The room was silent only her soft cries echoed the room like a weeping ghost.

"HAVE I NOT GIVEN ENOUGH, HAVE I... HA!"her words stopped right at her throat stuck, refusing to get out.

" YOU PROMISED ME YOUR MAJESTY

YOU PROMISED ME " she claimed

"Were is my promise now? " she demanded as her stretched out her delicate hands.

" I can not give them to you" he stated coldly.

" why? Because of that little girl? That girl ? The brunette? Is that why you want to brake our marriage for a fling ?" She asked

" for a mistress?, I keep swallowing my distaste for your disgusting acts, every single time and you keep doing this to me. FOR WHAT? "she claimed with disgust in her eyes as clear as the sky.

" from lisa, to mona, to abi, to grace and now to this... this what's her name? " her anger was clear for all to see it was literally radiating off her body in a neon red glow

"Charity.... Charity McDonald" he replied 6 feet away from her. Her anger growing contagious as he too was growing increasingly angry.

It was like his pride was wounded, cut open, laid bare for him to see by her, he despised this feeling of not having enough control. Of not being in control.

" She is my fated mate " he stated coldly and pridefully.

" big whoops Charlie" she mocked all her respect gone with the wind.