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Alpha's Regret: When I Want a Divorce

Chapter 7 The Alpha And His Spite

Word Count: 1104    |    Released on: 22/05/2026

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e a gunshot. My palm burned, the skin on my hand st

so hard the muscle was a white-hot cord beneath his skin. For a heartbeat, the

is eyes weren't just gold; they were molten

that made the glass walls of the office vibrate. "I saw you. I saw you dra

of his accusation

that what you call it when someone saves your life? I almost died on tha

as I watched his expression. He didn't look surpri

n't tell me. That black SUV. the one that mi

rs loosening the silk tie at his throat as if the air in the room had become too thin for h

man's blood. I had sacrificed my future, my health, and my very soul to ensure he stayed on that throne. And he hated

ay to you. Caspian Thorne is the next man I've found. He's brilliant, he's kind, and he actually looks at me when I spea

nish, but it was joined by a da

like a leech," Silas said, stepping closer until hi

contract is up-you kick me to the curb for a disgraced doctor? Tell m

d, looking him

ngth and his fatal flaw. He could tolerate a wife who hat

l so much disgust for me that he would sign

have to wait another month, reapply, and go through the thirty-day cooling-off period all ov

voice dripping with fake venom. "A means to an end. But

ited for him to shove the papers

e grabbed my chin, his thumb pressing into the soft skin beneath my jaw, forci

out it," he growled

, confuse

to show me he wasn't letting go. "You're the one who forced this marriage on me three years ago. You're the one

k and stormy. "The more you want this divorce, Lana, the less I'm inclined to

ear yourself? You've spent three years telling me I'm a burden! You've spent three

back to his desk, dismissing me as if I were a subordinate who

ge and desperation. "Are you absolutely sure you want to s

," he said, h

e for divorce after we've been

around, his

t. Otherwise, as for your gamma friend's small business. I can

issed, "That's low! Maya has n

e Northern Hemisphere. If he wanted so

s!" I shouted, but he was alr

aid coldly. "Take

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Alpha's Regret: When I Want a Divorce
Alpha's Regret: When I Want a Divorce
“His ex‑mate had come back. The one he'd loved before our pack arranged this bond. I was just the contract wife. I knew my place. So I laid the divorce papers on his desk, calm and final. "Sign it. You don't need me anymore." He stared at me like I'd grown a second head. Then his jaw tightened, that wolf dominance flaring in his eyes-raw, territorial, furious. He stepped close, caging me against the wall, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "Need you? I don't need you. I own you. You think you get to choose when this bond ends? You don't run. You don't leave. You don't get to divorce me. Not now. Not ever. You're mine!"”