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Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 677    |    Released on: 29/06/2026

Newma

began t

"I didn't mean to cause trouble between you two. I'm just a bur

. I reacted on pure, protective instinc

Ciara, trying to regain my dominance. "She is my guest.

y level, completely unaffected by my an

yes like winter ice, "we need to discuss the terms of my departure. I

nd dollars,"

ysical slap across my face. It wasn't a demand for her

," she clarified, her tone mocking, treating me like a bad debt. "Three thousand

. My pride, my very essence as an almighty Alpha, roared in violent protest. I would have pr

th a rage I couldn't contain, completely ignoring the stinging, bleeding pa

ising with a spark of lethal heat. "A convenient cage you can throw me

adly accuracy. I stood there, my

led dramatically. She swayed heavily on her feet, one hand flying to her ch

factured panic. "My chest... I can't breathe..

my own phone buz

he screen read: 'P

escalating into a hysterical sob. "Oh, Go

ing. The daycare director's voice w

eva, my voice tight. "He hit his head

amatic sobs. "Darius, please," she begged, clinging to my arm like

ed at

o muster a low, commanding tone to mask my retreat. "I am abso

round Geneva's trembling shoulders and practically fled

Ford

I watched them sc

rs to our master bedroom. I pulled my small, worn suitcase from the top of the clo

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“"She is exhausted from taking care of a sick child! What's the big deal if she wears a piece of your clothing?! When did you become such a vicious shrew?!" My Alpha mate protectively cradled his weeping mistress in his arms, unleashing his crushing aura to force me to my knees to apologize to her. And all of this was simply because I slapped the woman who had hijacked my bridal suite and put on my clothes. But that bridal suite was painstakingly decorated by me, and that piece of clothing was the sexy lingerie he gifted me for our one-year anniversary! When I refused to yield, he ordered his guards to drag me into the freezing psychiatric isolation ward. "Lock her up for five days! Let her starve in the dark until she crawls out begging for forgiveness!" He didn't know that in my past life, I died in that exact cell. I was forcefully injected with hallucinogens and chained to a bed. When a roaring fire engulfed the building, he kicked open the door, ignored my desperate screams, and scooped up his fake-crying mistress before rushing out. I was left to burn alive, smelling my own roasting flesh. Reborn on the exact day I was locked away, I didn't struggle. Five days later, he and his mistress stood outside the door, waiting for me to grovel. Instead, I smashed a flawless mental health evaluation and a signed "Mate Rejection Form" right into his hypocritical face! "Keep the house, and keep the trash." I coldly watched him drop to his knees, gasping in agony as our soul bond violently severed, and then tossed three thousand dollars at his feet. "That's for the lingerie. Consider it charity." He scoffed, certain that an abandoned she-wolf would eventually starve on the streets. He had no idea that I already held the deadly secrets of his corrupt officials and used them to extort my first pot of gold. Next, I will build my own business empire, monopolize the pack's supply chain, and buy the absolute loyalty of his entire army. When his proud Alpha throne is completely hollowed out by me, I can't wait to see how he protects his precious little parasite!”