Claimed by the ruthless lycan king

No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk's office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk's pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray's text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we're done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray's life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

Modern Revenge Divorce

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Tiara's POV

" Do you, Alpha Bernard, take Zara as your Luna and mate? To uphold and to hold in holy matrimony?"

My hands clenched on the gown I had on, tears welled up in my eyes threatening to spill as they fixated on him.

Everything screamed in me to speak up, to let everyone know that I was against the marriage happening right now but my world crashed at the next word that was uttered.

" I do," Bernard uttered with a smile so wide on his face that tears stung my eyes.

Mustering up the strength, my feet padded across the huge room back to the cab waiting for me.

" Take me back" I said in a whisper, unable to recognize my voice.

Staring blankly, fond memories sipped in of I and Bernard which had just about turned out to all be lies, I tried to swallow the lump stuck in my throat, but it seemed rather persistent.

" Thank you" A smile graced my face at the cab driver who nodded at me, not before giving me a sympathetic look as I sauntered over to the trailer in the pack where our love story had begun.

My legs found their way to the kitchen, needles jabbed my heart endlessly as I picked up the celery, slicing through when barely minutes after, the door was yanked open and my body collided against the warmth of another.

With nose nuzzled against my neck and breath fanning my ears, he said in a whisper." I have missed you so much, Tiara, what is for dinner?"

" Where were you?" My hands clenched tight around the knife, squeezing my eyes before flickering them right open.

" Work was so hectic, but I am done, and I am here with you now. What do you want me to do? Assist you with the veggies? I can do that, also...we can watch that series that you have wanted all this while" he suggested.

A peal of laughter erupted through my throat as I placed the knife by the side, my eyes pivoting round until they were staring at him.

" You were at work? Bernard, are you going to do this? Right now?" My voice came out in broken shells.

He looked stunned, his eyes morphed into shock when he saw the tears I was trying to hold back.

" I was at work, what are you talking about? That is where I am always and...."

" Oh, please stop it!" I was tired of this charade he was putting up, how he was acting as if he had done nothing.

Slipping my hands into my pocket, I drifted the card at him.

" That is where you have been all day! While I stayed back at home, washing your clothes, making sure you had something to eat when you are back, you were out there getting married to my sister, of all people, how could you get married to my sister?" I raged as the crystal I held in, snaked down my porcelain face.

The sizzling of the pot rang across the air telling me they needed my attention, but I was done being the housewife he wanted.

" Tiara..." he held a hand out, racking a hand through his hair. "I can explain what it is, I didn't do this on purpose. I mean come on, you know I love you and...."

My fingers poked him on his chest, with my eyes glaring daggers as I wished that he would be hurt just like I was.

" You don't tell me you love me when you got married to someone else already! I dedicated my life to you, I did whatever you wanted me to and this is how you repay me? You should have done better. You owed me that"

" I owe you nothing!" He retaliated, my eyes widened at his words.

" I gave you a home, you had recognition because of me, everyone knew you because of me.... Oh, the alpha is dating that poor lowly omega, he is such a sweet man. That was all because of me and you knew it"

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