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Claimed by My Ex's Best Friend

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1176    |    Released on: Today at 01:34

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de an announcement in the

he weight of an Alpha. "From today on, no one makes Ar

tion. "She is my Luna. The mistress of this pack. If anyone disresp

the room low

ed into fists. But neither could d

gave a ha

r y

ars, Damon was acknowledging

the image of Damon with Anissa flashed through m

t care

ave me would

h a deliberate tenderness. "What would you

ssed Damon's face. It made me sick. Four years, and h

o a smile. "Of cours

ce went soft. "You made them for

as fool enough to b

and pressed the lightest kiss t

g to pull me into his arms,

through it from memory, pulling blueberries, flour, eggs, and butter from t

gs blended into a thick golden liquid, I poured in the blu

t night. Sleeping powder. Strong enough to put

d it in with the blueberries. It dissolved in

t no

deserv

ven, filling the air with

g documents, and when I walked in, his eyes lit

wn across from him, resting my chin on my folded hand

f a huge bite. Pure satisfaction washed ov

ver and gently wiped a crumb

bites, then sudden

chewing slowed, his

You need to rest." I guided him

I pushed his shoulder. Nothing. His breathing

t I'd drugged his

tion of running a pack had

y room, fetched my laptop, and came back. The divorce agreement

name, Damon's name, the wedding date, grounds for separation. The asset division section: I left

ng my hand for the first time, kissing my forehead under the moonlight, kneeling d

l of it

to sleep with Anissa. Chosen to hide behind a mask of de

it print. The machine hummed to life. I signed

eded to reach

address and sent the

o speak with you in person. Tomorrow, noon, Moo

out a

could do

ed no sign

r, erased every trace,

d fawn all over him-"Alpha Ronan, Alpha Ronan"-then order me to serve the tea. He

lawyer. He craved the spotlight, thrived on having everyone look up to him. That was why he'd chosen

ce against his best friend? That di

ect him to r

ght Cafe. Do

said

tually s

e words, my he

s could b

for Damon. Maybe he'd agreed to meet just to fish for information, record everythi

pable of

taken over by Damon. A packless Omega had no standing in c

out one, the judge wouldn't even glance at my paperwork. If

I called an Ub

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“I was once the cherished princess of the strongest pack, until I lost everything in a single night. My mate, Damon Gray, the Alpha heir of the Bloodmoon Pack, claimed both me and what remained of my pack. For years I endured their cruelty in silence: scrubbing floors, washing clothes, cooking meals, and serving as his mother's personal punching bag whenever she was in a foul mood. All because I'm an Omega... and I failed to give him an heir. On our third wedding anniversary, I finally worked up the courage to tell my husband how I truly felt. The moment I opened the door, my world collapsed. There he was, my powerful Alpha husband, fucking my personal maid, my best friend. I rejected him. But a dominant Alpha like Damon doesn't accept rejection. It was already too late. When I stood before him bearing his best brother's mark, he completely fell apart. "Your tears mean nothing, Damon. It's time to move on." I threw the exact words he once said to me right back in his face. Then Ronan Thorne, the Alpha of the most powerful pack, stepped forward, pulled me into his arms, and carried me to his bed. "I need to punish you," he growled, voice low and dangerous. "You stared at another man for three whole seconds." Before I could respond, he spread my legs, buried his head between them, and the room burned with heat. Now my ex-husband is desperately trying to win me back, while this ruthless Alpha tightens his possessive grip. And the buried truth behind my pack's destruction is finally rising to the surface. What choice will Aria make?”