Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha

"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!

Werewolf Suspense Divorce Rebirth/Reborn Alpha Second Chance Personal Growth Dark Romance Omegaverse

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On the seventeenth day of the eighth lunar month, YT Group's 27-year-old CEO, Brody Ye, and the 21-year-old daughter of the SU Group, Tracy Su, took their marriage vows. On this auspicious day, the Ye Family's luxurious mansion was decked out in festive decorations in celebration for the joy and expectations of the event.

Later that night, at half past eleven, Tracy Su stumbled up the stairs in a white dress.

"Bang!"

The bedroom door was suddenly thrust open by her. When she turned around and prepared to close the door behind her, a handsome yet devilish face suddenly filled her vision.

Her hand instantly froze on the doorknob, and the fear in her eyes expanded. She wanted to run, but it seemed as if her feet had taken root to the spot, and she could not move.

"Run, run away! Why don't you run?"

Brody Ye said expressionlessly from where he stood at the door. His cold voice seemed to cut to the bone and chilled her to the marrow.

Hearing the malicious voice, Tracy Su came to her senses and withdrew her hand from the doorknob. Then she spun around and ran towards the window.

However, as she opened the window–

"Come back here–"

An angry voice sounded, and then Tracy Su was pulled by a strong force, and her back collided with a strong chest.

Instantly, the window was slammed shut.

"Let me go, Brody! Why did you do this to me? Do you hate me so?" Tracy Su shouted as she struggled in Brody Ye's vice-grip arms.

She was the pitiful image of misery, but her newly wedded husband was unmoved by her tears.

She looked up at him with large fear-filled eyes, remembering that only moments before he had been in the living room and had treated her so disrespectfully in front of the servants. To do that kind of thing to her in public.

She was afraid of the kind of man she had married.

Brody Ye clamped his hands over her struggling hands and smiled coldly. "You have clearly overestimated yourself. If you want to know why, you should go ask your father. But first, since you are now married to me, you should fulfill your duty as my wife."

"No, don't do that..." With her eyes shining with innocent tears, Tracy looked at her husband with great fear.

What he said made no sense for her. She had no concept of what had happened between her father and him, or of what kind of hatred had resulted because of it.

She didn't know why, but her father had suddenly ordered her to marry Brody. Neither did she have thought that this strange husband her father had chosen would be so cold and ruthless.

"No matter whether you want it or not, it's not up to you anymore!"

What Brody said stripped Tracy's nerves raw. Instinctively, she nervously clenched her fingers onto the fabric of her dress.

"Brody, you should know that no matter what kind of grudge you hold against my father, it is a matter between you and him, and it has nothing to do with me. It is unfair to punish me."

Tracy shivered in his arms, hoping to appeal to his humanity.

However, Brody moved to grab her. Tracy continued to try and push him away, and she helplessly beat her fists on his chest.

She felt wronged. She had not accepted her forced marriage to Brody, and she was the victim, but now it seemed that all the blame was being laid at her door.

"Unfair to you? Hasn't your father told you what he has done? It's something worse than a beast. Or perhaps he doesn't dare to tell you what he has done? Is everything he does fair to me?"

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