All Chapters of Divorced and Mated to The Crown: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Genevieve Everhart’s POVI must’ve drunk a lot. Dizziness hit me as the world swayed beneath my heels, and the bass from the club still thudding in my chest like a second heartbeat.The drinks I had chugged to death had started tasting like regret.I had gone looking for my husband. It was the night before the day we get to finally separate, the night before the finalization of our divorce and I wanted to see him before everything. Still hoping and trying to see if he would magically change back to who he was three years ago.He wasn’t answering my calls and couldn’t even find him in his office. Not until I got told that he went out to eat dinner and drink with a certain department of the company I barely understand what for.I remember weaving through bodies in the club dancefloor, neon lights smearing everything into colors that hurts my eyes.Until I saw him. Through a half-open door of a private room of the club.He was kissing someone.And when I saw who was it, my stomach droppe

The silence stretched for almost a minute, he looked around and saw the pack elders sitting in the same room as us, showering him glares and that’s when he realized it is that serious.A minute was long enough for the confusion to settle across Nathan’s face. Long enough for me to watch him replay the judge’s words in his head.And long enough for me to enjoy it.“Excuse me?” Nathan finally faltered.The judge remained composed with the same calmness I have in me.“Mr. Whitmore, are you challenging the signature on the finalized divorce agreement?”Rowan blinked twice, completely still like his feet were nailed on the floor. Then to our surprise, he laughed. A short, disbelieving sound that echoed across the room which was enough for me to realize how thick faced he is.“I’m sorry,” he said, sat in his chair and still laughing as he leaned back on his chair.“The what? What is this? A prank?” He was laughing his ass off and even pinched the arch of his nose.The judge looked down at t

The room remained silent after my words.Every person present seemed to suddenly find documents on their desk fascinating as my lawyer had started distributing evidence of Nathan Whitmore cheating.I almost laughed at the sight, even Nathan received proof of his own wrong doings.I spent three years trying to be heard, and somehow the first time he truly listened to me was when we were in a courtroom.Unfortunately for him, being late is one of my pet peeves in a person.The rain continued tapping softly against the courthouse windows as they continued going through pictures and documents.Such a fitting soundtrack for the end of a marriage.Nathan sat motionless cross from me with his hands clasped tightly together and his gaze fixed on the papers.Not once did he look in my direction, nor did he attempt another explanation or do an absurd protest.The judge took a deep breath and said, “Alpha Whitmore.”Slowly, Nathan lifted his head to look at the judge.“Do you still intent to cha

Genevieve Everhart’s POVI went home immediately after shaking off Nathan from following me. I grabbed some bottle of water in a convenience store nearby my neighborhood on my way home, and throughout, I felt like someone was following me.I tried to take a different path and go around the place for quite a while until I was sure I lost the person who was following me. I massaged my temples thinking that it could be Nathan.And few minutes after arriving in the apartment I leased recently, the doorbell rang twice and to my confusion, I raised my eyebrow. Who would possibly be visiting me when no one knows I live here?I checked the monitor beside the door and a man was in front of the door. He was wearing a cap but I can see half of his face through the monitor. He once again rang the doorbell and I just stared at him through the screen.But what I noticed was, he was smiling.Not in an arrogant or threatening way, he was smiling in a polite manner. The man standing outside my door lo