All Chapters of 99 TIMES DIVORCED: My Alpha Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

JodieI open the glass door to the cultural archives building early the next morning, expecting a quiet head start on the broadcast scheduling.Instead, I freeze dead in my tracks at the entrance. The floor surrounding my main archive desk is completely covered in a white mountain of paper. Hundreds of physical pages, weeks of meticulously organized media distribution contracts, trade permits, and regional network agreements have been fed through a cross-cut shredder and dumped in a massive, messy pile across the floorboards.I step carefully around the paper drifts, my hand resting over my rounded belly as my eyes survey the mess. The primary filing cabinet sits wide open, its locks picked and dangling by a single wire."Oh dear," a smooth, mock-sympathetic voice purrs from the far corner of the archives room.Serena steps out from behind a high book rack, clad in a crisp white trench coat, a designer coffee cup resting casually in her hand. She looks down at the shredded documents w

JodieLevi’s face turns pale as he reads the glowing text message displayed across the glass of his screen.His eyes lock onto the red text, his warm posture instantly vanishing, replaced by a rigid, cold tension that radiates off his shoulders. He stares at the device for a long, silent moment before looking up at me, his golden eyes filled with grave concern."What is it, Levi?" I ask softly, my hand instinctively resting over my rounded belly."A convoy from Silver Moon Pack has just entered our outer border checkpoint," Levi says, his deep voice dropping into a low, serious growl. "They didn't send advance notice to the royal protocol office."My breath catches slightly in my throat, but I force my shoulders to stay relaxed. Silver Moon. The mere mention of that pack name used to send a cold spike of panic straight through my heart, but after months of healing and building my own life here, I refuse to let the shadow of my past control my present."We have protocol teams stationed

CaldenThe high ceiling of the MoonCrown exhibition hall spans above us, filled with warm lighting that catches on glossy display cases and decorative banners. I step past the entryway, my boots echoing against the polished floor, taking in the organization of the room. Every table is numbered, every display board is positioned to guide crowd traffic smoothly, and encrypted media relays sit at strategic corners to stream the event without a single wire showing. It is sharp, modern, and ridiculous in its efficiency.Whoever designed this layout understood the job perfectly. My mind automatically compares it to the messy event setups back at Silver Moon, where we spent twice the money for half the result because nobody bothered to track the administrative spend. I can't help but admire the brainpower behind it all."Look at those fake crystal pillars, Calden," Enid says loudly, her hand tightening around my forearm like a clamp. She sneers at a carved archway near the entrance, leaning

JodieThe quiet click of my low heels against the polished floor echoes down the long marble hallway as I step away from the back entrance of the presentation stage. I let out a slow, steady breath, resting my palm over my rounded belly. The speech went off without a single issue, the international press took endless photos, and the applause from the crowd was loud enough to fill the entire pack house.We did great, Lila says in my head, purring with pride. We definitely did great, I think back, a small smile touching my lips as I smooth down the side of my dark emerald dress.I am just about to round the corner toward the private administrative wing when loud, frantic footsteps break through the quiet of the corridor. Someone is running down the hall at full speed, their heavy boots slapping hard against the marble."Jodie! Jodie, wait! Please, stop!"The voice cuts through the air like a rusty blade, making my knees go rigid. I freeze instantly, the warm feeling in my chest evapora

JodieA dry, bitter scoff slips past my lips before I can stop it. The quiet sound echoes off the high marble walls of the corridor, turning Calden’s desperate expression into something even more raw and pained."An apology?" I ask, keeping my voice flat and quiet while every word cuts straight through the space between us. "You really think a simple word like sorry can just wipe away everything that happened? You think it erases the torture, the neglect, and being treated like dirt in your pack house?"Calden flinches as if I just slapped him across the face. He opens his mouth to speak, but I lift a hand to cut him off."I sat in that abandoned, run-down building out in the woods waiting for you, Calden," I continue, looking him dead in the eye while my hand rests firmly over my belly. "Every single minute I was trapped out there in the cold, I kept telling myself my husband would come through that door and save me. But you didn't. You lost every right to stand in front of me the se