Alpha 2

Adrian froze at the word divorce. Then he heard me. He moved his head away from my neck and peered at me. “Do you even know what you are saying

As he did so, I brought my hands close to my front body.

He stared at me, waiting for my answer, I brought my hands to the front of my body, then looked for any sign of discomfort in his expression. His

question had made me wonder whether or not he was at all hurt by it. But the look in his eyes said I was wrong to wonder. He was a mighty alpha within

I burst into tears and repeated, “Let’s get a divorce.”

Deep lines formed between his thick brows. “Boring,” dismissively as he moved away from my body and rose from the bed. “You’re nothing but a nuisanc

I struggled to get up. “I’m not kidding. I’m serious.” To show him just how serious, I opened the drawer and pulled out the agreement.

“What’s are those?” he asked with a grimace.

I handed him the papers. “I’ve signed them, so I am no longer your wife.”

Adrian snatched them from me, took a quick glance, then threw them aside. Grabbing me by the neck.

With a clenched jaw, he glared at me with a clenched jaw.

I tried to get myself away from him, pulling at his arms, but he

tightened his hold on my neck. In silence, we struggled, the tension between us escalating, the tight grip of his hand and the unyielding pressure on my n

He gritted his teeth and muttered, “What do you take me for?” he asked through gritted teeth. “Do you think you can do whatever you want?”

As I attempted to settle myself down. “I will leave the Crystal Blood Pack,” I said, my voice breaking.

His hand moved from my neck to my jaw, and the slash of his mouth morphed into a devilish smirk, one that had the power to shake people to their very

I looked into his hate–

filled eyes. I was the only person he despised, and he had another woman, too. So why question me? If he wanted to remain with her, why not just relea

I could see hatred in his eyes. I was the only person he despised. He had no feelings for me in his heart. These past two years were nightmare for me; I

Even though I was aware that he did not love me, I continued to harbor the hope that he would eventually return to his wife or at least understand her lov

“I–I was in this marriage because I thought one day we would have a happy family with our childr-”

“Children?” He glared at me. “How could you even think like this? I would allow you to carry my heir, you foolish woman? Quit your daydreaming about

Shocked, I couldn’t help but gape. I knew then that I couldn’t let him know about my pregnancy. My babies would be mine alone. I would. bring them up w

“What??” he asked, pressing his fingers firmly against my jaw. “Cat

caught your tongue?”

I gathered up courage and said, “Why don’t you sign the papers?”

His eyes grew shadowy, yet blazed at the same time. “You think I won’t sign?”

I stared at him, jutting my chin against his hand in defiance, though. my heart raced so quickly that it quivered. Deep down, I wanted him to reconsider o

Instead, he released his grip on my jaw and took a step back. Then he snorted and snatched up the papers he’d discarded. Grabbing the pen off my nig

My eyes moved from his hand to his face. There was no sign of regret there, only indifference.

Though I’d had the papers drafted, I never imagined such

indifference or the emptiness I’d experience as a result. Pain seared through my heart as though he’d pierced it with needles. It was a searing pain.

How could he feel nothing while disconnecting someone from hist life who had always shown so much care for him? Did I love him less? Was my love no

As if his indifference weren’t enough, he casually tossed the divorce. papers to the floor. He then reached into his wallet, he pulled out at bank card, and

My eyes welled, and a tear fell silently as he turned and left the

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room. I lowered my head.

I had been used. So utterly used. His words echoed in my mind, each syllable reminding me of his betrayal. I had given him my heart and trust. In return

convenience.

The sharp edge of the card cut into my palm. I stared at it and then the floor, unsure how long I had been lost in thought, every memory of the time

we’d spent together flooding back into my mind. Slowly, I slowly placed my hand on my stomach and said, “I am sorry. I have to take you both away from

This time, I placed the bank card and placed it on the nightstand, then packed a suitcase, all the while wiping away tears.

He’d made fun of my love. He’d used me for “bed service.”

“I will never forget that, Adrian Miller,” I said as I closed the latch on the b