Divorcing My Ruthless Biker Alpha Mate

Author: Jenn Curlin

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1071 | Released on: Today at 09:35

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king." I whispered, pulling back ag

only clamped

hissed, "I'm telling you this because I feel sorry for you. Have you a

bar and straight into the dimly lit uppe

avy cedar scent of an Alpha. That scent belonged to the strongest wolf in Cali

stitched leather Property Patch over my heart-a secret badge marking me as the President's c

cked open an inch. A soft, breathy laugh drifted through th

aw. "Get in there and see it with your own eyes. Your husband has another woman in his la

side to give

pressed my palm against the rough wood, my knuckles turnin

oudly, shattering the quie

assive, broad-shouldered man in a black shirt sat there, his muscular a

ng until my ribs ached. That man was my husband,

this pack. Her arms were looped around Colt's neck, and her cheek rested right against his leather vest-his

rabbit. Then she lifted her head, her light brown eyes lo

t Colt's stubbled jaw, her voice trembling as if she

. I balled my hands into tight fists

ng a trembling finger at the couch. "Colt! Is this how you stay loy

eyes met mine, a flicker of panic crossed his fa

the cushions and draped his thick forearm over the armrest,

lt's voice dropped into a low, rumbling Alpha growl

water poured from head to toe, washing away tw

and coughed weakly, leaning heavier against his chest. "Don't be mad a

try, and the reason Jetta could bare her tee

hite wolf in my blood would have gotten me killed. So I kept her pressed down under engine

tained work pants, and his lip curled in cruel disgust. "Take y

s and bare their neck when an Alpha barks, and I had spent two years looking at the fl

lf-sewn Property Patch over my heart, the

ice came out flat and steady

rs. The muscles in his forear

lence of the room. "I want this patch off my vest, and I want our marriage contract to

's breath stopped short, a sudden, raw panic

cted a lowly wolfless helper to give up the Presiden

uffocating Alpha pheromones flooded the room. In two long strides, he reached me, grabbed

king to?" he snarled against my face.

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Divorcing My Ruthless Biker Alpha Mate

Jenn Curlin Werewolf

“For two years, I hid in the garage as a wolfless mechanic, secretly married to Colt, the Alpha President of the Iron Fangs MC. But when I caught him holding Jetta-our manipulative club princess who faked a heart condition-I finally handed him our separation papers. In a fit of wounded pride, he signed them. The next day, right before Colt was set to publicly crown Jetta as his Luna, she orchestrated a flawless trap. She lured me upstairs, then staged a brutal attack on herself using a filthy Rogue wolf. When Colt and the enforcers burst in, the Rogue spat blood and pointed straight at me. "Carolynn promised to pay me double to ruin her before the ceremony!" Every rider in the hall glared at me with pure disgust. I looked at the man I had loved in secret for ten years, hoping for a shred of trust. Instead, Colt's eyes turned as cold as arctic ice. "Is there anything left you wouldn't stoop to?" he snarled, condemning me without a second thought. My blood turned to ice. I had poured my sweat and soul into his pack, yet he instantly believed a stray dog and a lying fraud over his own wife. The judge had already banged his gavel before I even opened my mouth. A bone-deep exhaustion settled into my limbs, and my heart completely died. "Believe whatever makes you sleep at night, Havoc," I said calmly. With his signature already on the contract in my pocket, it was time to leave this pack behind forever.”