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The Genius Designer Escapes Her Alpha

Chapter 7

Word Count: 1073 | Released on: 16/09/2026

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h Corbin's oppressive Alpha aura that it felt like breath

me, shielding me with his human body as he faced Corbin. "Montgomery, wha

-gray eyes were a physical weight, pinning me where I stood. He held u

nt certainty of a king negotiating with a peasant. "Name your price, Davina.

lly thought this was all a performance. A calcula

traight, and met his freezing gaze. "My des

lies on a long-term contract with my conglomerate. One word from me, and he will be blacklisted from th

age. "Corbin Montgomery, yo

ree years, and to my own surprise, a desolate smile bloomed on my face. "So this

e design sketch directly from his hand, and, lo

n half

sly quiet, vibrating with absolute finality. "They are pricele

es of paper flutter to the ground like dead wh

ontrol on his face shattered, replaced by sheer, disbelieving fury

ng for death!

slammed into the room. Caleb gasped, his human b

s hand clamping around my wrist like an iron vise, threa

he blinding sunlight of the busy street. Pedestrians stopped and stared,

s black Bentley open and

ting agony, I found a final reserve of explos

oss the face with

fening, cutting through the

He froze, utterly stunned. The enti

rs of pure, unadulterated

espair. "Go back where?! To that freezing cage?! To swallow the wolf

hell do you think I am?! A do

g to death! Where were you?! You were spending millions on a mansion for your precious white moonlight! You we

living, breathing person,

his eyes flashing with lethal Alpha authority. "Are you done venting? You threw away your rin

ates! Chosen by the Moon Goddess! You are bound to me by a

chilling, hollow laugh t

formal document. It wasn't just a divorce pa

t the top, and for the first time in his life, a

E AGREEMENT -

in breathed, his voice su

udgment of a true Luna. I invoked the ancient law, letting my voice ring

you, Corbin Montgomery, a

ft my lips, the air aro

paled by an invisible silver spear. The color instantly drained from his face, leaving him ashen and trembling. The

d the signed document direct

e colder than ice. "From this s

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“"Welcome to the ex-husband's pity gifts clearance sale! Everything is 90% off, because I need to trade this trash for my brother's life-saving surgery!" When I threw the limited-edition designer bags and diamonds my Alpha King husband had given me into the 'sold' pile like garbage in front of hundreds of thousands of viewers, the entire internet exploded. No one knew that just a few hours ago, I was like an absolute joke, treating a blue silk scarf he casually handed me like a priceless treasure. That was until his white moonlight sent me a photo flaunting her new mansion. I finally understood that the scarf was nothing but a free giveaway from the estate he bought for her. It came as a pair; he carelessly tossed one to me, while his white moonlight tied the other matching scarf around her pet poodle's neck. For three years of marriage, after every night of intense intimacy, he would coldly force me to drink a bitter bowl of wolfsbane concoction. Just to ensure that I, a low-ranking Omega, would never be qualified to bear his heir. I swallowed all my dignity and humiliation. Until my brother, triggered by the news of him and his white moonlight going to a hotel, was pushed into the ICU fighting for his life. I broke down and dialed his private number, but the one who answered the phone was that woman. "Corby is taking a shower right now. He was just complaining about how exhausting it is to fund your brother's bottomless pit." At that exact moment, the heart that had beaten for him for three years completely died. But when I cleared out all his gifts overnight and ruthlessly slammed the Mate Severance Agreement, stamped with the ancient seal, against his chest. "I, Davina, formally reject you as my mate!" The cold-blooded, arrogant Alpha King, who had always looked down on me, instantly lost his mind. Ignoring the soul-tearing agony of the severed bond that made him cough up blood, he pinned me fiercely against the wall. His usually freezing eyes were completely bloodshot, filled with frantic pleading. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his trembling, blood-tasting kisses trailing over my skin as he begged in a hoarse, broken whisper: "Be good, tear the paper up... I'll give you my life, just please, don't throw me away."”