Todos os capítulos de Divorced, Now Mated To His Billionaire Uncle : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

"I want a divorce." I threw the divorce papers straight at Rowan Fell’s face. My eyes were cold, empty—like nothing in this world mattered to me anymore. People in the café turned to stare at us, eager for the drama. Rowan leaned closer, a tight-lipped smile forming on his face. “What did you say?” he asked in a low voice. “I said I want a divorce, you motherfucker dog!” I shouted. His expression darkened instantly, anger flashing in his eyes. “You can't be serious, Samantha. After everything I've done for you? You want to leave me?” “Done for me?” I scoffed. “All you’ve done is lie, cheat, and treat me like I’m fucking trash! I’m done, Rowan!” He didn’t take me seriously. Instead, he stood up and grabbed my hand roughly. “Enough. We are going home now!” His glare was sharp. “You are embarrassing me.” “Oh, you are embarrassed?” I yanked my hand free and slammed a stack of pictures onto the table. “But you didn’t look embarrassed when you were fucking a bunch of whores behind m

I felt like I was standing on a thin line. One wrong step, and I would fall. I didn’t know if choosing Zephyr would make my life better… but I knew one thing for sure— If Rowan found me again, I would drown in misery. “I accept your condition.” I took a deep breath. “As long as you don’t hit me, I can endure living with you.” My life was already a mess. I wasn’t expecting anyone to fix it. “I will not hit you, Samantha,” Zephyr said firmly. I looked away. “Of course, you can’t.” Because of the blood oath. But what if he didn’t take it? I didn’t want to know. Some answers were worse than the fear. “Let’s take the blood oath,” Zephyr said, pulling a folding knife from his pocket. My eyes widened. “Now? Right here?” Before I could even prepare myself, he sliced his palm open. Blood dripped from his hand. “What are you waiting for?” he said. “Didn’t you say your ex-husband is looking for you right now?” I clenched my fist, forcing myself to stay steady. This was it. My fut

I woke up the next morning with soreness all over my body. I could barely even sit up straight in the car. Zephyr had been like a mad dog last night. Our mating didn’t end until midnight, and I was pretty sure I passed out right after my last orgasm. It had been the best sex of my life. But at what cost? At least he was responsible enough not to leave me sleeping covered in his cum. “I’m sorry for waking you so early,” Zephyr said. “I have to attend the Pack’s monthly meeting this morning, and I thought it would be safer if you came with me.” Rowan couldn’t track me anymore, but staying alone in the hotel wasn’t exactly safe either. The meeting was being held at Silver Claw Manor—Zephyr’s residence. I had never been there before, but I had heard enough. Grand. Luxurious. The kind of place other packs envied. Under different circumstances, I would have been excited. But my situation… It wasn’t that simple. Even though we hadn’t registered anything officially, I was already

Eleanor’s words hit like cold water being poured over Zephyr’s head. She sneered at him—and at me—her gaze filled with disgust. I tightened my grip on the chair. I had expected this. From the Lloyd family. From the Silver Claw Pack. But that didn’t mean I could accept being painted as some wicked woman. “We’re not ruining anyone’s life,” I said, forcing my voice steady despite the weight in my chest. “If you want to throw dirt at someone, throw it at my husband.” Eleanor’s eyes widened, a low growl escaping her throat. If she didn’t hold herself back, she might have lunged at me. “What did you—” I cut her off. “My former mate, Rowan, abused me. Mentally. Physically.” I inhaled deeply. “You may not see the wounds anymore… but I have proof.” The room fell silent. Completely. The kind of silence where even a pin dropping would echo. This wasn’t something to joke about. Since adapting to modern life, the supernatural organization—the Nocturnal Ordeal—had become strict abou

I was so tired that I accidentally fell asleep in Zephyr’s arms. The worst part? He didn’t even wake me up or carry me to his bedroom. When I finally woke up, it was already a new day. I rubbed my temple as I slowly opened my eyes, feeling slightly dizzy from sleeping too long. The unfamiliar surroundings immediately caught my attention, and I sat up abruptly. My gaze swept across the room. It was large. Luxurious. Decorated in shades of black and silver. Then I noticed it. The scent. Cedarwood. My heart skipped a beat. Zephyr’s pheromone. I lowered my head and inhaled the scent lingering on the sheets and blanket. My cheeks burned. I felt like a complete pervert. And yet… His scent made me feel safe. Comfortable. So much so that I didn’t want to leave the room at all. Knock. Knock. I flinched at the sudden sound. I didn’t want to get out of bed. But this wasn’t my house. I couldn’t be rude. Reluctantly, I wrapped the blanket around myself and walked toward