SAVED BY THE LYCAN KING (Elisa) novel Chapter 3

ELISA'S POV

As soon as the words left my mouth, the room fell silent. It was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. I took in the looks on all their faces. Even Gina looked surprised. The shocked expressions on everyone's faces told me they hadn't expected this outburst or my words.

I was surprised myself. I loved Jackson with all my heart. I never thought of divorcing him. Never in a million years would I have thought I would say this. Even with the way he treated me, I was still willing to stay, still willing to try and endure I couldn't take it anymore. Every person had a limit and I had reached mine. Jackson along with my family had pushed me to the wall. Now, it's time for me to fight back.

I don't know where the sudden confidence came from but now, I knew my worth. I knew I deserved better. I tried so hard to be the perfect daughter, to be the perfect wife but now, I could see that my efforts weren't appreciated. They never would be, no matter how hard I tried. It felt like a veil covering my eyes just fell off. Why did I put up with this for so long? It would always be a competition between Gina and me, a competition that I could never win.

My mother's eyes narrowed in anger. She was the first to break the silence.

"How dare you!" my mom shrieked" What the hell is wrong with you, Elisa? Do you know what you are saying?"

My father stepped forward. He looked so angry that I could feel it radiating off him.

"Whatever your problem is, keep it to yourself. You should know that the pack's business comes first. Wait until the ball is over today. We can discuss this later"

I looked at them, feeling a deep, aching sadness. It was clear to me now that they cared more about the pack's image than about their own daughter. They didn't even care about the fact that I wanted to divorce Jackson. All they cared about was the pack.

Gina was right. I was nothing but a contract Luna. Why didn't I realize this sooner? The realization hit me hard. My life was nothing but a series of sacrifices for people who didn't truly care about me.

Wiping the sweat from my forehead with my good hand, I turned to Jackson.

"Do you still want me to be your Luna?" I asked. My voice tremblef with the effort to keep my emotions in check.

Jackson's face was filled with anger. "You are too bold, too reckless. You don't act like a lady should"

"And how should I act?" I snapped back.

"The way a good wife would. You should be submissive. How dare you talk to me that way?"

I shook my head. This time, I couldn't stop the tears from falling "Haven't I been submissive enough? I literally do everything I'm told to. I never argue with you or talk back. Can't you see how hard I try to please you?"

"Enough with your drama. You just want attention. Everything will wait until the ball is over. Now go out with me and greet the guests! They're already waiting."