My Secret Divorce From The Cruel Alpha

Author: fdfsgg

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1246 | Released on: 13/07/2026

A P

er cloth

d, my husband, the ruthless Alpha of the Hatfield Pack. He stood at the suite door, his

ove, my heart fluttering, swiping my key card through the door of the penthouse suite he'd bo

bed. My body was completely paralyzed, my mind terrifyingly awake. Five doctors wheeled over an ultrasound machine and sterile steel tra

ly." Cason pocketed the syringe without once loo

t written all over his face. "Are you certain you w

e disgust in his voice flayed me to the bone. "The mere sight of her makes me sick. Keep your

, listening to the man I'd loved for three year

eir word for an Omega whose wolf was too weak, too deeply buried, to ever surface and answer an Alpha's command. They meant it as "no wolf at all." But she was there, always, clawing at the inside of my chest.

tired of the whole business. "

The heavy tread of his boo

between my throat and my deadened tongue. My wolf thrashed inside me, clawing at the walls of the chemical cage that held her, but my body wou

burned behind my eyes. He didn't kiss me. He didn't look at my face. He only work

e readouts with the lead doctor in a low voice, an

a dull, aching fog. When I could move again, the room was dark. And throu

inally went through with it tonight." Zane's voice was

with the Hatfield bloodline-if her body weren't so fragile, if I couldn't b

ith his brother's widow

ground to dust, we

low whistle. "Knock Alia up, snatch the pup, and hand it to your sister-in

stray dog. "Once the pup is born, I'll tell her it died during labor and hand it

uffocating nausea

t to play the hero and make her fall for you," Zane said.

." Contempt dripped from Cason's voice. "I needed a Luna with a fierce, dominant p

ammer, shattering every last bo

ad appeared just in time to save me-but he'd been bad

me for our childlessness. I'd willingly endured the elders' humiliating fertility tre

at he had staged the attack. That the rogues who'd nearly torn out my throat... were sent by him. I thought I was his cherished wife

in a single instant. What was left was a c

ce vanished the instant he answered, replaced by something sickening,

doctors packed their equipment with the same flat ef

d myself, and slipped out into the freezing night. I would

l house, my spine ramrod straight,

ted with an absolute, terrifying fury. Before I could speak, her heavy s

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“"Strip her clothes off. If she isn't pregnant by tonight, every single one of you dies." Paralyzed on the cold bed, I watched my mate, Cason, drive a sedative needle into my neck. He made five doctors watch as he forced himself on me, breeding me like livestock. All because his "pure" sister-in-law, the widow of his dead brother, desperately needed an heir with the Hatfield bloodline to secure her position in the pack. I thought he was the hero who saved my life three years ago. Until I heard his mocking confession-he staged the entire deadly attack himself. I was never his cherished Luna; I was nothing but a "perfect meat shield" and a disposable womb. When I woke up from that nightmare, I didn't shed a single tear. Instead, I quietly handed him a stack of "territory purchase" documents. Impatient to go comfort his fragile widow, he blindly scribbled his name without reading a single word. He had no idea he had just signed the Declaration of Mate Rejection and a complete Asset Severance Agreement. I thought I could finally escape this hell. But just as I was packing my bags, my phone rang frantically. It was the hospital. My father's condition had suddenly deteriorated, and he needed a fifty-thousand-dollar emergency surgery immediately. But when I tried to pay, I realized every single account under my name had been frozen. Before I could even process the despair, the bedroom door locked from the inside. Cason walked in. The aphrodisiac incense he had secretly burned in the room was already boiling in my blood, making my treacherous body tremble uncontrollably. He pinned me against the wall, his hand sliding down my waist. "Want the money to save your father?" he whispered, a cruel smile touching his lips. "Then be a good wife and give me an heir." Watching my drug-addled, desperate struggle, he leaned in and delivered his ultimate threat: "The only man in this world who can save your dying father... is the one standing between your legs right now."”