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Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 853    |    Released on: 29/06/2026

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assive corrugated metal facility hummed with the sound of machinery. The

like my blo

nighters, negotiated brutal contracts, and doubled the pack's revenue, all to prove that

ice delivered to me. The reason cited: "prolonged, unexplained absence and demonstrated mental instabi

ake when he saw me. He was a kind, older wolf with a seve

uine shock and pity. "Are you... are you okay? We all heard...

t Ciara," I said, offering him a small, r

know. He... he moved all your stuff to the

I said, my tone leavin

to the office of the plant supervisor, Walter

sitting behind his desk, a half-eaten jelly donut in one hand, his greasy face illuminated by his compu

ts of donut spraying from his mouth. "You're tres

he button for pack security. He was relishing this. He lo

desk, sat down, crossed my legs, and pulled the folded psychia

wrongful termination, Mr. Price," I said, m

e read the bold words: "Patient's wolf is mentally soun

te me. "Your termination was signed by Alpha Darius himself. You're a liability. Now

my aura was entirely different. I let a slive

rially. "But I thought I'd talk to you first. As a professional cour

one, froze instantly. The smug, nasty

my Alpha mate. It was my

estigation by the Pack Elders. He had been caught creating fake supplier account

ing the weather. "When a high-ranking pack member files a formal wrongful termination grievance, the very first thing the Elder

as a carefully place

sy sweat erupted on his forehead. He stared at me, his little eyes darting frantic

und out, Walter wouldn't just be fired. He would be brutally tortu

beautiful lake, hiding the terrify

ick and suffocating. The only sound was the fr

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Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha
Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha
“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.”