Bred by My Ex's Boss

“I married an S-class Alpha to save my family's bankrupt company. But my husband, Braydon, treated me worse than a stray dog. When my heat cycle triggered early, the fever was agonizing. I crawled to our master bedroom, crying and begging him for just one temporary bite to save my life. Instead, he locked the door from the inside. "Go back to your room. I told you I didn't want to deal with you this weekend." Through the crack under the door, I smelled the cheap perfume of his mistress. While I was dying in the hallway, forced to inject a toxic black-market suppressant that made me vomit blood, he was sleeping with her in our bed. Days later, a drunk Braydon pinned me to the floor, trying to violently force a permanent mark on my neck just to assert his dominance. When I fought him off, he blamed me for provoking him and casually tossed a credit card at me to buy my silence. "Go buy whatever you want. Just tell the clinic you slipped in the shower." Staring at the man who was supposed to protect me, my heart went completely cold. Why did I ever think this monster would change? This wasn't a marriage anymore; it was a cage, and the animal inside it was trying to kill me. I quietly pressed the record button on my phone, capturing every single word of his twisted bribe. Then, I pulled out a matte black business card and called the terrifying Enigma CEO who had been waiting for me in the shadows.”