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His Loss, Her Eternal Unbreakable Love

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 753    |    Released on: 22/04/2026

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thousand feet was

my charter-not my Gulfstream,

gne in my glass. It

e buzzed. It had been

issed calls from Jackson. Twelve from

all, I dialed

, Legal Division.

filing a Clause Seven revocatio

ent. Clause Seven was rare. I

idelity. A female filing against a male for financi

will freeze all assets associated

divorce papers served to him e

e'll need a r

ck funds. And..." I paused, looking out

t as 'irreconcilable

o

ung

searing pain lance

Bo

document had triggered

connected my soul to

n was visceral, like a hook

he pain, ther

p again. A tex

eservations. They said the card we registered was r

and did

d the mind-link

was still trying to block me,

here are you?" His vo

sip of

y, cutting through the noise in his mind. "Th

o flight! Listen to me, send money. Amber is

," I said. "And even if th

're the Luna! You ha

plied. "I've instructed the bank to flag any transactions from your loca

get home?!" The fear in

ou're a wolf, rig

om's sick. She nee

Oh, wait. Amber's a thief

mand y

ill thought he

d him, he w

y love back,

ye, Ja

visualized the gold

. Tainted by

silver pair

n

al plane. A shockwave rippled throu

dow of Jackson in my mind-his moods,

utiful, abso

reath, realizing I

nd. The diamond that symbol

rbage chute and dr

sh, I whispe

t. The pilot's voice

cent into St. Barts. A car from the

you,"

one last time and o

Operating Ac

ersonal Trust:

ed the

ckson. When he realized the accounts we

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His Loss, Her Eternal Unbreakable Love
His Loss, Her Eternal Unbreakable Love
“My husband, Jackson, the Alpha of the Dorsey Pack, was supposed to be my partner, my equal. I paid for everything, from his suits to our private jet. Today, the man I loved told me I wasn't flying with him to the Alpha Summit. Instead, he declared his mistress, Amber, "fragile" and needing my jet, while I got an economy ticket. His mother, Cornelia, added my healing "aura" was too "intense" for Amber. My heart shattered from the public humiliation. Jackson kissed Amber, a tenderness denied me for years, while the pack looked away. He even blocked our mind-link, the ultimate rejection. A searing, cold rage erupted. For five years, I suppressed my royal White Wolf blood, enduring their disdain for a man who now cast me aside like trash. As my jet lifted into the sky, something inside me unleashed. I pulled out my phone, fingers trembling with resolve. "Cancel the Gulfstream's flight. Ground them. Cut everything. The game is over."”