Semua Bab I Let You Go, My Alpha, on Our Wedding Day: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Becky must have known I wouldn’t yield so easily this time. After all, this wasn’t like before. Not like those nights when she sudScottly fell ill and needed Alpha Tom to rush her to the hospital. Not like our anniversary, when she claimed she was being stalked and needed Alpha Tom by her side. Three years of marriage, and Alpha Tom had broken countless promises to me—all for her. Honestly, if I didn’t know better, I’d think she was allergic to me and immune to shame.Three years. Three full moons times thirty-six. That’s how long I’d stood by and watched Alpha Tom sprint to her side like a good little lapdog every time she whimpered.At first, I kept my mouth shut. I was the good mate. The supportive Luna.Later, I just… stopped caring. I’d growled. I’d snapped. I’d even thrown a chair once. But his response was always the same."I told you before we married—Becky is the daughter of my benefactor. I promised to take care of her. You said you didn’t mind."Mind? Oh no, I adored

The answer was clear—I couldn’t.I couldn’t keep pretending. Couldn’t keep fighting for a mate that was no longer mine.Becky stood there, all doe-eyed and pitiful. I turned away from her and locked eyes with the man I once called mine. Alpha Tom. My mate. My husband. My heartbreak.“So,” I said, my voice steady even as my claws threatened to punch through my skin, “you’ve really decided? You’re divorcing me?”His eyes didn’t meet mine. He stared at the floor like it had all the answers. I pressed my palm to my abdomen, right where the faintest flutter of life had begun.“What if I told you I’m pregnant too?” I said quietly. “Whose pup will you choose to be a father to—hers, or mine?”For a fleeting moment, his eyes lit up.“Grace… you’re serious? We’re having a pup?”I nodded slowly, reaching into my purse for the crumpled lab results. The faint scent of disinfectant still clung to the paper—it had been a rough few weeks. My wolf had sensed the shift in my body before I did, but I nee

When I walked out of the airport, I caught the familiar scent before I even saw him.My brother-Alpha Damon.Phone pressed to his ear, he leaned against his matte-black SUV.As soon as I stepped into view, his eyes locked on me, and a slow grin spread across his face. Without a word, he reached out and ruffled my hair like I was still his baby sister who used to chew on table legs during full moons.“Yeah, she just landed,” he said into the phone. “Didn’t ask yet… Let her rest first—it was a long flight.” A beat passed. “Don’t worry. We’ll be home soon.”He hung up and eyed the small duffel bag slung over my shoulder. His brow arched.“This is all you brought?” he asked. “Did he leave you penniless?”I snorted. “Please. If anyone’s leaving with nothing, it’s Alpha Tom.”I might’ve lost my title, my place in the Sunfire Pack, and about 90% of my dignity, but the property? Oh, I walked away with claws full.Alpha Tom gave up nearly everything. Aside from the family house and his precious

The day we finalized the divorce dawned bright and clear—sunlight piercing through the clouds, warm against our skin. Everything went smoothly. I had entrusted all asset divisions to my lawyers. As for the belongings in the villa, my private organizer handled them with one instruction: Sell everything Alpha Tom ever gave me—jewelry, property, all of it—and deposit the proceeds into my account. Tucking the divorce certificate into my bag, I turned to leave after a brief farewell. Alpha Tom reached for me, his hand hovering midair before dropping. "Grace, let’s talk. That day at the hospital—I didn’t mean to leave you waiting. There were reporters; it wasn’t the right time to be seen together." His words tumbled out in a rush. "Are you still angry? I’ve been swamped—Becky’s pregnancy has been hard on her. The online rumors have made her depressed, and she’s terrified I’ll leave her for you." “Grace. I’m exhausted—between her and the pack and—everything. You understand, don’t you?

My brother didn’t ask what I left for Alpha Tom. He knew I wouldn’t tell. The truth was—I couldn’t. If he ever found out about the pup I lost—the one whose father chose another woman’s lie over our truth—he would lose it. And I didn’t want him to burn down the world. Not yet. The night I ended up in the hospital… gods. I still smell the bleach and blood. I was curled up in that too-white bed, my wolf whimpering deep inside, while Alpha Tom—my supposed mate—was out parading Becky around. He didn’t even text. Not a damn word. And that’s when I knew. To him, I was disposable. Hell, maybe we both were. Me and the pup. See, people who are truly loved? They get reckless. Becky dared to fake a pregnancy to trap an Alpha. Alpha Tom dared dismiss the possibility of my pregnancy to chase his white lie. In the safe, Three things. 1. A painting – A little girl with my eyes, his stubborn jaw. The daughter we used to whisper about under the stars. “I hope she looks like