Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha

Chapter 5

Word Count: 695 | Released on: 29/06/2026

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dbags stared back at me. Gifts from Darius. In my past life, I thought they were symbols of his love. Now, I saw them for

red th

the bare essentials: a few pairs of faded jeans, simple cotton t-shir

extravagant mating anniversary diamond-a necklace bought with pack funds that Geneva had eagerly snatc

ly thing of real value I owned before I was cursed with Darius as my mate. I clutched the cool stone to my ches

tcase, I walked

aught my eye was the entryway. Geneva hadn't just carelessly kicked off her designer flats. She

pissing. A silent declaration that s

hone. Click. A photo of the soup bowl sitting intimately i

ge for the divor

metal of the front door handle, my phon

ay in the suite, calm down, and think about your behavior. When I get

by freezing disgust. He still thought he was training a disobedient pet. He actu

tacts, stared at his name for o

ion that washed over

es, my heightened wolf senses picked up a familiar scent. I ducke

eet was one of the pack's black security sedans. The enforcer i

o for his mistress. He had ordered his guards to watch me. To keep me penned

e hypocriti

g me back. I melted into the greenery of the pack lands. I had spent three

ervice gate that opened into the human town's public park. I forced the s

ss?" the huma

cs Center," I ordered

sted love story. Now, it was time to t

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Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha

Zhen Xiang Werewolf

“I woke up in a psychiatric ward, my wrists tightly strapped to a cold hospital bed. My Alpha mate, Darius, had put me there, telling the doctors I was emotionally unstable just because I couldn't handle his "friendship" with a widowed wolf named Geneva. The truth was, he was cheating on me. In my last life, I didn't realize it. I just cried and begged, fighting desperately for our fated mate bond. But my reward for being a devoted Luna was being locked away and gaslit. When a roaring fire eventually consumed our home, Darius and Geneva walked away without a single glance back, leaving me trapped under burning wooden beams to die in absolute agony. I remembered the searing heat, the smell of my own burning flesh, and his cold disappointment as I reached out for help. Why did I ever believe a mate bond meant he would protect me? Why did I let him strip away my dignity? Opening my eyes again to the smell of stale coffee and antiseptic, the desperate love I once felt for him was completely gone, replaced by ice in my veins. I got a clean psychiatric evaluation, walked straight up to my "perfect" Alpha in front of his mistress, and shattered his illusion of control. "Let's get a divorce. I want three thousand dollars in severance." This time, I'm not playing the tragic, abandoned mate. I am taking my life back.”