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EmilyThe first thing I felt was pain.It was deep, spreading through my body like fire that refused to burn out. My chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, and for a moment, I was certain this was hell. Maybe this was what it felt like to be punished for all the wrongs I’d done, for staying too long where I was never truly loved.I blinked. Once. Twice. Light pierced brightly through my lashes. I squinted, realizing that hell probably shouldn’t smell like herbs and burning incense. My throat was dry, the taste of metal thick in my mouth. Slowly, I tried to move, but the moment I shifted, a sharp pain shot through my leg. I winced and collapsed back onto the bed.Wait, bed?I wasn’t supposed to be in a bed. I was supposed to be dead.Before I could make sense of anything, a voice broke through the haze.“Can you hear me?”It was deep, gentle, male. For a second, I thought it was an angels voice, and my heart skipped painfully. But when I turned my head, blinking through the blur, I s

Alpha JulianI was angry and frustrated at the same time.And the worst part? I couldn’t even justify it. There was no reason for the storm raging inside me. If anything, I should have been satisfied. I’d finally gotten what I wanted. Emily was gone. Out of my life. Exactly what I wanted all these years.I had never wanted her. And left to me we wouldn't have been married in the first place, this was all my family's fault. I reached for the half-empty bottle of brandy on my desk and took another long gulp. The burn hit the back of my throat, but it did nothing to numb the ache in my chest.I should be happy, shouldn’t I?That’s what I’d told myself over and over again, that once she was out of my life, everything would be easier.But as I sat there, staring at the signed divorce papers on my table, I felt anything but relief.All I felt was emptiness.I picked up the papers. Her signature was scrawled at the bottom. I traced my finger over her name, my chest tightening.“Sign it,” I

Emily For a long moment, I just stared at the paper in my hands. My fingers trembled so badly I could barely hold it still enough to read.Divorce Agreement.Between Alpha Julian Whitford and Emily Hale-Whitford.A laugh escaped my lips. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head. “This has to be some kind of mistake.”When I reached his door, I hesitated for just a second before pushing it open. The room was empty, but light spilled from the adjoining office.I was about to call out his name when I froze in the doorway the moment I heard his mother's voice.“Julian, you’re thirty-two,” Matilda’s tone carried that sharp, accusing edge. “Five years married and only one stupid miss carriage to show for it. Meeting your wife once a year? How’s she supposed to get pregnant like that? If it’s really not working, then maybe we could find a breeder that would give us what we want. Any boy with Logan blood will do.”My heart twisted at her words, but I stayed hidden, my hand clutching the doorframe.

Emily"Help me!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the hallway as I tumbled down the long staircase. My body hit each step with a sickening thud, pain exploding through me until I crashed at the bottom with a sharp cry. For a moment, the world tilted and blurred into nothing but spinning lights and ringing silence.Then I felt a stabbing, searing pain deep in my abdomen. It was as though someone had plunged a burning blade through my stomach. I clutched my stomach instinctively, my breath hitching in terror. “Please…” I gasped, forcing my head up only to see my mother in-law standing at the top of the stairs like she wasn't the one that just pushed me, her lips curved into a smile that made my blood run cold."You should be more careful, Emily," she said causally as she walked down the stairs.I could barely breathe as I pressed my hand against the floor, trying to push myself up, but the pain in my abdomen worsened. A wet warmth began to spread beneath me. I looked down and froze