All Chapters of After the Divorce, My Psycho Alpha Ex-Husband went feral: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Jaxen POVThey had torn the place apart downstairs for the third time, drawers slamming and footsteps echoing up the grand staircase like a damn search party. I stood in the primary bedroom, yanking open another drawer, the wood scraping loudly in the too-quiet space. Faintly, his frustrated voice drifted up: “Alpha specifically said to get rid of the missus’s things. Are you sure none of you saw his wolf-tooth crystal bracelet? Didn't you grab it mistakenly?”The staff answered in a chaotic jumble of denials, voices laced with that defensive edge of people who knew they were being accused of nothing. The butler let out a heavy sigh that carried all the way up—as if I’d lost the crown jewels instead of a stupid piece of jewelry.I paused, fingers still buried in scattered cufflinks and old watches, and the memories hit me sideways. That bracelet... It started after the Alpha Challenge. I’d shattered my opponent’s jaw and kept the tooth as a trophy—raw, sharp, a reminder of the blood a

Jaxen POVI sent the text and sat there like an idiot, gripping the phone tight enough that the edges dug into my palm. The screen went dark. I tapped it back on. Dark again. On. Off. Over and over. Nothing.No reply bubbles, no “seen” notification. Just silence staring back at me.She has probably crashed already.I checked my watch—past one in the morning. Normal people were asleep.But I kept waiting anyway, half-pissed, half-wondering what kind of creative cursing she’d hit me with tomorrow morning.Knowing Scarlett, it’d be brutal. She had a mouth on her that could make a sailor blush, and after everything, she’d probably come up with some fresh ones just for me.Weird part? A tiny, twisted piece of me almost looked forward to it.Like getting chewed out by her would feel better than this empty static in my chest. The thought made my wolf stir, a low, restless growl rumbling deep in my ribs.Mate. Even now, the word slipped through uninvited, claws flexing at the edges of my cont

Scarlett POVThe morning was nonstop chaos, as usual.This job never let me catch my breath—I barely sat down before another fire popped up. By the time I finally collapsed into my chair around noon, Denise pinged me through the company chat with a stack of files. I clicked them open… and there it was. Hirsch Group. All of it.My temple started throbbing instantly.That motherfucker. Gary Hirsch’s smug voice from last night’s call was still ringing in my ears, and now this?I stared at the company logo on my screen, blood heating fast. Why couldn’t useless, petty assholes like him just drop dead?I wasn’t about to sit around and take it. I pushed back from my desk and marched straight to Denise’s office. Knocked once and went in.“Miss Scott, got a minute? There’s something you should know. Gary Hirsch called me last night and said he specifically requested I hand

Jaxen POV The shrill ringtone ripped me out of the first decent sleep I’d had in days. I groaned, blindly slapping at the nightstand until my fingers closed around my phone. The screen lit up like a damn spotlight. I was about to mash the decline button when my brain caught up with my eyes.Scarlett.My thumb froze mid-tap. The call ended, leaving a single missed call notification glowing on the screen. I sat up fast and flicked on the bedside lamp, the warm light spilling across the sheets. Hadn’t she blocked me? All day I’d figured she’d cut me off completely after that text. But here she was, calling me back after hours. I knew she was probably calling to rip me a new one. Still, some stupid part of me hit the callback button before I could talk my

Charlotte POVI stepped out of the conference room and immediately spotted the commotion over at the temp desks. A couple of admin folks were escorting a strikingly beautiful woman toward the executive area. I recognized her from the company files—Liliana Ashford. Alpha Hale’s former fiancée. The one everyone whispered was his “one that got away,” the untouchable white moonlight of the pack.Before I could even greet her, she looked me up and down with a cool, assessing gaze. “You’re Charlotte Fox?”“Yes, ma’am. Charlotte Fox,” I said with a polite smile. “What can I do for you today? Happy to help however I can.”She opened her mouth to reply, but two security guards came jogging up, looking tense. “Miss Fox, we got orders from Alpha Hale—someone unauthorized is in his office on the top floor. Should we go in and remove them?”Their ey