Divorcing My Ruthless Biker Alpha Mate

Chapter 4

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the blood loss as I sat on a steel stool in the

No club title, no Mcclain last name, and no claim on the garage p

e rival gangs and stray wolves hunted anyone without a patch. I did not care anymore. I folded the stiff p

ral agents couldn't tap mind-links, and a wolfless girl like me couldn't hear mind-l

e casing, rested my thumb on the red

peaker before Colt's deep, gravelly

less, the edge of his tempe

flat and lifeless as a dead battery.

nd of the line, broken only by t

roar nearly blew out the speaker mesh,

n three days, I'll leave the envelope on

e the veins bulging in his neck. "I told you in my office, my name is n

ull moon lockdown, and you're planning to give Jetta a spe

e speaker. He clearly hadn't expected m

t has nothing to do with where you stand!" Colt snappe

to calm her," I said, my lip curling. "Beca

, I took my thumb off the butt

me right now!" His furious voice bl

d yanked the plug straight out of the w

t P

ce, the CB unit went dead

urned a hazy, violent red. I grabbed a heavy iron ashtray off the desk and hurled it acr

give me an ultimatum in my own territory?" I paced behind the desk like a

r poked his head in, keeping his eyes dropped to my

or, slamming it shut in his face. "Nobody goes

sternum. Even without a neck mark, the mate bond the Moon Goddess had forced on me two years ago wa

ghway. Tomorrow night, every bike in the yard would be locked down,

would go down to that garage tonigh

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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.”