Redemption By My Alpha Mate

No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

Modern Revenge Divorce

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Olivia's POV

"Thank the Moon Goddess, you finally came back to me, my love," my mate cooed to Emily Brown.

Today, my mate Marsh Walton was officially crowned the Alpha of the Dawn Pack.

Right after he swore to make the pack thrive before all shifters in the pack square, he took Emily's hand, confessing his love for her.

Everyone was stealing glances at me, talking in whispers. The awkward tension was almost palpable.

I froze on the spot, staring at the "love birds" in disbelief.

Because I was Marsh's mate and Luna! I should've been the one sharing the moment of glory with him!

"You okay, Luna Olivia?" Marsh's Beta, Jeffrey Sanders, shot me a concerned look.

I forced a smile, telling him I was fine.

Only the Moon Goddess knew I was bleeding inside.

Of course I wasn't okay! My mate was acting all lovey-dovey with another she-wolf at his accession ceremony!

I walked over to the table and grabbed a glass of red wine, trying to drown my sorrows.

The bitter taste of alcohol spread in my mouth, but it was nothing compared to the pang in my heart.

Just as I turned my head, I saw Emily chatting with Marsh, all smiles.

After he said something that made her chuckle, she pecked him on the cheek.

I clenched my fists, biting my lip to hold back my tears.

The shifters of the Dawn Pack were watching the two, gossiping among themselves.

Since we werewolves had keen hearing, I could hear their chatter loud and clear.

One old she-wolf exclaimed, "Can't believe little Emily's all grown up now."

Another middle-aged he-wolf chimed in, sounding confused, "I remember her mate's Darcy, Alpha Darcy, I mean, from the Moonshadow Pack. What is she doing here?"

"Who knows? But I heard she was Alpha Marsh's first love. If it weren't for Marsh's grandfather's disapproval, she would've been our Luna. But Marsh never stopped pining for her," the old she-wolf replied.

"Poor Luna Olivia," sighed the he-wolf while shaking his head.

My wolf Elara let out a soft whine in my mind, showing her dissatisfaction.

Just like these two were saying, Emily was my mate's first love. And she came to the Dawn Pack out of the blue about a month ago.

Since then, Marsh seemed to have turned into a whole different person. I couldn't find any trace of the man who loved me unconditionally.

Back when his private business was tanking, I merged my company with his just to stop it from going bust. And I even helped him run it using my business talents.

While his corporation was thriving now, he started to give me the cold shoulder, like all my sacrifices meant nothing.

Noticing my stare, Emily snuggled against Marsh's chest, a glint of mockery in her eyes.

I turned away, feeling disgusted.

Spinning around, I decided to make my way to the other side of the pack square, where there was a two-story viewing platform.

After climbing the stairs, I took a deep breath, hoping it would calm myself.

"Why are you standing all lonely over here, my dear Luna? Aren't you gonna join the celebration?" An annoying female voice sounded behind me.

I turned around, only to find Emily smirking at me.

"If I were you, I would get the hell outta here. Marsh's my mate. I'm sure the shifters in this pack wouldn't welcome a whore who tries to seduce their Alpha."

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