All Chapters of 99 TIMES DIVORCED: My Alpha Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

JodieToday, I, the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack, am divorcing my fated mate—the man the Moon Goddess chose for me. The bond still burns under my skin, but he’s made his choice. And it isn’t me. It’s my sister.I look up, the woman in the mirror stares back at me, her eyes wet and hollow…her skin pale and wrinkled even though she's so young. She looks nothing like the me I remember. But yeah, I have to pick up what's left of me and patch it up however I can. It's better than staying in a place you're not loved. I dab my face with the handkerchief in my hand one last time.“It's not the time to cry, Jodie,” I mutter to myself.I feel a faint throb in my head as my body sways slightly to the side. My wolf stirs, restless. I press my hand against the sink to steady myself. Again… over the years of this marriage, my body has grown weaker. My phone rings out loud from my bed, the sound echoing through the room. I manage to drag my legs to it. Evelyn, my best friend’s name, flashes across t

JodieI quietly close the door before they notice me. My hands are shaking, but my face feels numb. That’s what I get for eavesdropping. I shouldn’t have hoped. Whether I’m married or divorced, his heart belongs to Enid. I’ve always been the outsider, the thief. So I will no longer let him mess with my emotions.I search my bag for my phone, quickly dropping a message for him.*I’m at the hospital. Meet me in the lounge.*I don’t look back. My heels echo softly against the floor as I walk away, trying not to think about what’s happening behind that door. The lounge is nearly empty. I sit down, open my purse, and pull out a cigarette. The lighter clicks. The flame dances for a moment before I realize what I am doing. I can’t be smoking anymore, not with a baby inside me.My wolf stirs faintly inside before her voice comes in weakly. *You’re really bad at this mother thing already.*I laugh softly, almost embarrassed. “Yeah, I know, Lila. I didn’t think it was possible anymore.”She doe

JodieEvelyn’s voice trembles beside me. “Jodie…”I swallow hard, forcing a steady tone. “My mother?” My heart turns to ice. I can barely hear what Enid and Dante are talking about. I want to leave right now before I miss my flight. But something happened to Mother, I… I have to go see her.But then, if this is another case of them needing my blood again, what would I do?*Then cut it out and take the flight, you’ve done enough for that family, Lila’s voice comes soft, slightly annoyed. Jodie. You’ve already repaid their kindness. You owe them nothing.*My throat tightens because she’s right. She’s always right, but this is my mother we’re talking about, the only one who ever showed me any kind of love, even if it came mixed with guilt.Still, that thought twists deep in my stomach. What if this is just another excuse—another “accident” that ends with me hooked up to an IV bag, watching my own blood drip away for someone else’s sake?They’re my family, but they only see me as a walkin

JodieSomething feels terribly wrong, like everything I ever believed in has turned against me. Maybe it’s because I finally realized I’ve loved all the wrong people—the man I loved and the woman I called mother. My love for them has been nothing but a punishment, dragging me to this exact moment where I can’t even breathe without feeling like my chest is splitting open.I sit on the cold hospital floor, my body shaking, waves of pain rolling from my abdomen to my spine. Every throb reminds me of what really matters now—leaving. I need to get out of this ward before I lose whatever strength I have left. But when I try to move, the pain shoots up so violently that my vision blurs.Around me, the world spins in noise and pity—but the pity is not for me.Beside me, Enid is still crying, holding her bleeding hand like the world just ended. Her voice trembles as Mother rushes to the mini wardrobe to get some cotton wool, cleaning her bleeding hand.“Someone get Evelyn here quickly! She’s b

Jodie The harsh scent of antiseptic burns my nose as I blink awake. The ceiling above me is too white, too bright. The faint hum of the lights fills the room, steady and sharp, like it’s echoing inside my head. My body feels heavy, my thoughts scattered — but the second I remember, my hand moves to my belly.A chill rushes through me. I try to drag my body up. Ugh, hospitals.“Careful,” a familiar voice says softly.I turn my head and see Evelyn standing beside the bed, her arms folded, her white coat half-unbuttoned. Her hair’s tied back, but a few strands have escaped, brushing against her cheek. She looks exhausted — and relieved.“You almost scared my wolf out of me,” she murmurs, setting a cup of water on the bedside table. “You lost a lot of blood, Jodie.”"Thank the moon for your wolf's strength."I blink, trying to focus through the haze. “How long have I been out?” My voice comes out scratchy, like I swallowed sand.“Almost twenty-four hours,” she says, adjusting the IV line