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Cecilia spends eight years as a loyal Luna, only to catch her Alpha mate cheating. Instead of begging or breaking, she serves him divorce papers and quietly takes back control. As he underestimates her, Cecilia prepares to disappear and when he realizes what he’s lost, it may already be too late.
His wide shoulders were tense beneath the rumpled hospital shirt, evidence of a long, uncomfortable night spent in that stiff chair. A hot wave of mortification washed over me. My face burned with shame, knowing he had heard every humiliating word of my marital meltdown. My boss had become an unwilling witness to my divorce…
“Celina, where are you? Has Alpha Xavien found you?” Harlow’s voice was urgent. “I’m in Singapore. And yes, he did find me,” Celina answered. “Singapore? I thought you were in Iceland.” “It’s complicated,” Celina said, choosing not to mention her new role as Sebastian’s secretary or the injury. “What’s going on with Cira?” Harlow’s voice…
I almost laughed at the scene before me. Cira, kneeling there, playing the repentant mistress-it was the most transparent manipulation I’d ever witnessed. *A retreat to advance?* *Someone coached her well. This isn’t her usual style at all.* “If you’re going to beg,” I said sweetly, my voice dripping with honeyed poison, “then do it…
My mind short-circuited. My eyes were level with Alpha Sebastian’s thighs. Perfectly still. Perfectly sculpted. And terrifyingly close. Words? Vanished. Thoughts? Scattered. Dignity? Completely absent. Why, of all places, did my wheelchair have to stop right there? Behind me, Harlow let out a small choking sound-half laugh, half gasp. I silently vowed to strangle her…
Later that evening, Harlow helped me shower-my first real shower since the accident. Five days had passed, and while my wounds had mostly closed on the surface, I still couldn’t make any big movements without risking reopening them. As she carefully tended to me, Harlow worried aloud about my streak of bad luck this year.…
“Alpha Sebastian,” I squeaked, trying desperately to keep my smile steady while my fingers dug into the couch cushions. “Why are you here instead of Lian?” He shrugged, his expression unreadable. “Soup. Lian needed to watch the fire.” He glanced briefly around my living room before moving closer. Without asking, he bent down to help…
Sebastian looked momentarily surprised, then chuckled softly. He didn’t stop me. By the time I completed everything he’d assigned, it was already ten o’clock. The heavy dinner made waves of drowsiness wash over me, and once I finished, keeping my eyes open was a struggle. “Alpha Sebastian, I’ll head home now,” I announced, steering my…
Xavien opened his bloodshot eyes, shooting daggers of hatred. “Alpha Sebastian Black,” he growled, enunciating each word with venom. He staggered to his feet, swaying dangerously as he lunged forward to throw a punch. But he was so drunk he barely managed to stay upright-his fist missed Alpha Sebastian by a wide margin without forcing…
“He’s moved into the apartment above mine,” I told her. “What?!” Harlow exclaimed, incredulous. “Wait-yesterday he literally walked away from you at the airport! He chose Cira, didn’t he? He should be signing those divorce papers without hesitation! What’s he playing at, trying to have it both ways?” “Who knows what’s going through his mind,”…
“Lian, where has Alpha Sebastian been staying these past few days?” I asked casually, chopping vegetables. He chuckled softly. “Don’t worry, Alpha Sebastian isn’t homeless. This apartment is just a temporary place, convenient for work. Since he offered it to you, he’s gone back to the Silver Peak Pack house. His parents have been missing…