Divorcing The Alpha: My Designer Comeback

Chapter 4

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settle into my bones. Beside me, Aiden was buzzing, clutching a new gaming console box.

No Sienna. A flicker of irritation-she was supposed to be here. It

"Alpha. Madam left early this morning for a business trip to

ettling feeling pricked at me. Sienna had never been spontaneous. She didn't have it in her. But my own arrogance provided an imm

oom. Hide the console before you

e scampered up the stairs. This was our game, a silent alliance a

f she wanted to play games, let her. I wen

d for the day. He was already hooked up to the new console, face illuminated by the screen. My g

years ago before I'd convinced her to give up such foolish hobbies. Intricate, clever. I'd always known she h

?" I asked, sharpe

es off the screen. "I don't know.

rong. Sienna could leave behind the jewels, the clothes, the life I gave her. But she was se

I dialed her number. It went straight to a disconnec

amiliar, soft presence of her mind, always passively open to me. Instead,

t worry-the fury of a king whose authority had been cha

na's

Stress, lack of sleep, emotional upheaval-it had all caught up. I'd just ended a call with Clara, confirming the deta

and with no staff to bring tea, no doctor on call. This is the p

nd weak, until I found a bottle of fever reducers. I swallowed two pills with a gul

tudy and barked an order to my beta over the phone. "I want a full report on my wife's mo

le game she thought she was playi

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Divorcing The Alpha: My Designer Comeback

Ai Chi Romance

“For eight years, I played the perfect, obedient Luna to the Alpha King, a wolfless girl trapped in a loveless, gilded cage. I gave up my dreams and endured his coldness, foolishly hoping to one day warm his heart. That illusion shattered the night he left his mind-link open by mistake. Through the faint connection, I heard a voice that froze my blood-my own son, Aiden, sleepily calling another woman "Mommy." And my husband, who had never shown me a drop of affection, replied to her with a tenderness that physically hurt. He was giving Scarlett everything: his love, a top executive position in his corporation, and my child. When I finally walked away and managed to snap a photo of them kissing in his car, he didn't apologize. Instead, he summoned a dozen pack warriors to trap me on the street, bruising my shoulder as he forced me to delete the evidence. "Remember what you are, Sienna. A wolfless. Nothing." He whispered those words with absolute certainty, believing I would soon crawl back to his luxury, broken and begging. He thought my eight years of submission meant my spirit was permanently crushed. But he didn't know about the hidden ghost protocol on my phone that had already backed up every incriminating photo. Standing in my cramped new apartment, I threw his platinum ring out the window and unboxed my old design sketches. Sienna Everly, the docile mate, is dead. I am Lyra, and I'm going to build an empire that will bring his entire world crashing down.”