Chapter 37 Rage
Calhoun's POV
"How long have you been cheating on me?"
"Don't jump to conclusions, Calhoun. I was drunk, so I kissed him. Nothing happened," Natalie slides out of the bed and massages the back of her neck. The way she just replied to me is as if she's talking about something else as if she wasn't caught cheating.
Confusion, disappointment, and pain hit me at once.
Clenching my jaw, I ball my fingers into tight hard fists.
"Don't overthink things, now," Natalie even has the audacity to pour herself some wine, "this is the first time we're kissing."
How in the seven hells can she make such utterance? My body is starting to invigorate because I just want to slam my fist repeatedly into something and it's not a wall but the face of a person.
Because they were already half naked when I barged in and even right now, a few of their clothes are on the floor. I can spot even Natalie's undies. Something which indicates that they were already fucking before I even got here. No wonder she had the maidservant guard the doors and refrain anyone from entering.
I want to smack my cheek to find out if this is actually real and not one of my illusions bombarding my mind with shitty images. Perhaps I entered the wrong room and not Natalie's.
My breathing is harsh, and my heart is pounding louder and louder until it's the only thing my ears can make out.
Tony, my head butler is lying face flat on the floor, pleading I spare his life. And Natalie? Fuck she's not even scared or remorseful that she's been caught.
"How could you ever do this to me?" My voice is hard, rough, bitter.
"What do you mean, Calhoun? I had more than a few glasses of wine, got drunk, and kissed him," Natalie shrugged slightly, before huffing.
"You two have been fucking for a very long time now," To say I am upset is an understatement. This whole time I lived with the guilt that I cheated on her with Kristen, but it turns out she's getting under the sheets with a mere servant.
"Look who's talking," Natalie scoffs to herself and folds her hands across her chest, "you neglected me to be with another woman, remember? You never touched me on our wedding night, disappeared for a few days, returned, tried to force things with me, and then disappeared again when you figured things weren't working out between us."
She's not wrong, but cheating on me with our head butler is like a blow in my face. No doubt she's gaining satisfaction from seeing me like this.
Natalie proceeds to pour herself more wine when I walk until I am standing in front of her, and then I push the bottle and glass of wine away from her hands, that they crack, spill on the floor.
"What the fuck has gotten into you!?" I roar right in her face, pressing her to the wall.
"Go ahead and hit me, Calhoun," Natalie's tone is hinted with a dare as she glares at me, "It makes you not only a cheater but also a wife beater."
"Shut up! Shut up!!" I'm certain my veins are bulging out along my neck because I am completely blinded by fury right now. "Do you fucking know what I let go for your sake!?"
"I'm not scared of you, Calhoun. Killing me will ruin your reputation as an Alpha and I doubt you'd want that for yourself," Natalie taunts, letting the corners of her lips curve into a smirk.
Pain cuts deep through my heart because the woman in front of me is now a stranger. She requested separate bedrooms just to fuck a butler, ignored me, and showered him with all of her attention.
I can't believe I rejected my mate for her.
Holding her at this point is doing no justice to my brain because the need to punch something overwhelming, and I don't hit females.
Upon releasing her, I grab Tony the butler, decorate his face with my punches, because I need something to avert my anger and he's the perfect fit. After fucking my wife to his satisfaction.
His groans and Natalie's screams take over the ambiance.
Men rush in, try to separate me from Tony, but I am more powerful than all of them combined. The way I pull them away from me sends them flying into nearby walls and on the floor.
"Calhoun, stop! You're going to kill him!" Bruce's shaky voice rings out, he's the only one still holding onto me.
"Let me go or you'll be denounced as my beta."
"I don't care. Strip me off if you want but you cannot be disgraceful at our annual ceremony. Alphas and thousands of people look up to you."
"To hell with them all!" Bruce's hold on me is tight and I'm having a hard time reaching Tony who has passed out of the floor. I am more fit and powerful than he is, so he doesn't have enough strength to hold me down. Maybe I am just letting him restrain me because I don't plan on killing anymore. I'm just mad.
"Bruce?"
"Alpha Calhoun?"
"If you don't release me right now, you'll be the first to die."
"I know." Bruce agrees to this but he doesn't obey my command.
Worse, Natalie is trying to help Tony up, so he can escape.
"What the fuck is going on?" My yell is enough to tear down the walls when my wife finally succeeds in running away with the man she cheated on me with.
The ceremony isn't even close to stopping, people are still going about with what they came for.
While I remain here with my beta, panting along with him.
"You should forgive her, Alpha Calhoun. You cheated on her first, hurt people hurt people."
"It's gut-punching that she doesn't even feel any form of remorse after I caught her cheating. I can't imagine the times she's fucked, Tony. Two times, three times, hell, every fucking night because she moved into a fucking separate bedroom!"
"You're losing your temper again."
It's 2 AM in the morning, with everyone gone. Natalie and fucking Tony aren't even here. I'm sure she's taken him to one of the pack hospitals for treatment. The insensitive woman!
"Maybe you shouldn't feel betrayed because you started it all," Bruce says after letting a slice of silence pass.
His remark just makes me imagine my fist connecting with his fucking jaw. How could he be so blunt when he knows I'm still upset?
"Kristen was my mate, alright? We fucked because my wolf wanted me to be with her. Natalie's case is different, she deliberately cheated on me with our butler!" I ground out, jamming my fist on the table.
Bruce just facepalms and sighs.
"Did you know she had a maid to guard her door while she was riding Tony's dingle-dick?"
Bruce clenches his jaw to refrain from laughing but his body still trembles, because he's having a hard time controlling himself. "You find this funny?" I growl.
"Absolutely not," he clears his throat and sits upright, "Our Luna's behavior was uncalled for. But you can talk things through with her. She was broken when you neglected her, maybe she's trying to get back at you."
"Do you know how hard it was for me to reject Kristen for her sake?" I ground out.
"Here we go again, Calhoun. I thought you forbade me from mentioning that name," Bruce raises a brow at me.
He's right. Ever since I sent Kristen off, I've been super sensitive when someone talks about her or even calls her name in front of me.
Thinking about Natalie moaning Tony's name as he fucks her makes me slam my fist on the desk once more. It's tormenting the shit out of my senses, driving me nuts.
"If you keep going like this, you might end up doing something permanently foolish." Bruce sighs, with his hand still on his
face.
"Get out," I command.
"As you wish, Alpha Calhoun," my beta rises to his feet, adjusts his tie, "just keep calm and wait until morning. We'll get to the end of this."
Deciding that statement requires no response, I snap my head away from him to face the wall.
When he finally leaves, I ground my teeth until my jaw begins to hurt. It's killing me slowly, knowing I let go of someone I had genuine feelings for, only to be left with a cheating wife.
She couldn't even sneak out of the house, she had to do it with Tony in her room, while the annual ceremony was going on, with me fucking waiting for her.
Could Natalie get any more heartless?
Worse, she helped him run away. What does that even make of her as my wife and Luna?
Uncorking the lid of the liquor, I drink straight from it, letting the harshness burn from my throat down to my chest.