All Chapters of Betrayed By My Alpha; Claimed By His Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

IVY I sleep well for the first time in months, and when I wake up, I feel hollow but strong. I'm making toast when my phone buzzes with a message from the group chat Noah made for us three. Me, Amy, and Him. It's Amy who sent a text this morning. –I am sooo craving strawberry crepes this morning! And that honey lavender tea Ivy makes. Oh, and maybe some of those little almond cookies? My hand tightens around my coffee mug. Six months ago, when I still wanted to be perfect for Noah, I used to make afternoon tea for him. Then Amy came back, and suddenly everything I made for him ended up on her plate. One day, she demanded that I cook for her daily, requesting specific dishes with a long list of ingredients she liked and disliked. I refused instantly, and Amy made a group phone call, sobbing as she spoke to Noah. “What should I do? Ivy must be so angry with me. It's fine. I'm someone who's going to die anyway. I'm not worthy of Ivy’s food.” Instantly, Noah summoned me

IvySeeing the horror on my face, Noah’s expression softens. He loosens his grip on my wrist slightly and brushes his thumb over the blood welling from the cut.“Ivy, listen to me.” His voice drops to that gentle tone he used to use when we first mated, cupping my face with his free hand. “I love you. You know that. Once Amy is gone, everything will go back to normal, I promise. Stop making trouble, okay?”In the past, that voice would have calmed me. But as I stare at him now, I feel nothing but cold spread inside my blood.Even now, after everything he’s done–letting our baby die and giving the work I slaved for to another woman–he still doesn’t see his own fault.He only thinks I’m throwing a tantrum, talking to me like a kid to placate me.For seven whole years, I worked myself to the bone for his company. I managed pack affairs, handled diplomatic relations, building strategic partnerships while pregnant and exhausted. I took care of the household, cooked his fucking meals while

IVY "You're insane." Noah shouts and steps in front of Amy to protect her. Without thinking, my hand flies out and I slap him too, hard across his face. His head slightly moves to the side and when he turns back to face me, his eyes are nearly black. He clenches his jaw so tight I can practically hear his teeth grinding. "That's for everything you've done to me that felt like a slap in the face," I say, my voice steady despite my racing heart. For a moment, the office is completely silent and Noah keeps staring at me in complete shock. Suddenly a dark smile slowly begins to spread across his face. "You want to play it this way?" He closes the distance between us until he's standing right in front of me, looking down at me. "Fine." I try to move back but he uses his Alpha authority to hold me in place. "Unless you get on your knees right now and apologize to Amy," he says, his voice dangerously low, "I'm going to make the rest of your pregnancy a living hell." His eyes turn gol

IVY "Senior executive?" An older man wearing glasses turns his nose up at me. "Aren't you a little... inexperienced for this level?" "I have seven years managing corporate partnerships," I say evenly. "For what company?" He asks, arching a brow condescendingly. When I tell him, he shakes his head in an almost pitiful way. "Sweetheart, this is a different league. The company you talked about is small and..." The COO, Steve clears his throat and casts a steely gaze on the man. "Ms. Blackwood comes personally recommended by Alpha Liam. That's all we need to know." Then he nods at me. "Please, sit. We're reviewing quarterly projections." Ignoring the blatantly hostile looks shot my way, I take my seat and listen as they walk through spreadsheets. However, about ten minutes in, something catches my attention. "The western territory numbers don't add up," I say, interrupting. The presenter who is a balding executive named Richard frowns at me. "Excuse me?" "You're proj

IVY "I'm a senior executive for another company and I need to present our bid for the Jefferson project." As soon as the words leave my lips, Noah and Amy exchange glances and they burst out laughing. And it's not even a real laugh. Especially from Noah. His chuckle is condescending as if he thinks I'm being particularly stupid. "Executive?" He repeats in disbelief. "Executive of what, Ivy? Did you hit your head harder than I thought?" Amy covers her mouth, her shoulders shaking with barely suppressed giggles. "Oh, Ivy. This is getting embarrassing." She glances over her shoulder at the investors with an apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry. The pregnancy hormones make her say the strangest things sometimes." Heat crawls up my neck but I keep my expression neutral. "I'm the senior executive of..." "Stop it." Noah's grip on my shoulder tightens painfully as he cuts me off. "The investors are already leaving. You've embarrassed us enough for one day." I look past him at the co