Scarlett POV I’d called him “old Alpha,” not “Grandpa.” When the word slipped out, surprise flickered across his weathered face for half a second before he smoothed it away.“Regina gave me the short version,” he said, voice low and steady like distant thunder.“Tell me the rest.”It really was simple. I laid it out in plain words—no drama, no tears.Just the facts: Jaxen freezing my accounts, blocking me from every decent job in the city, and flat-out refusing to sign the divorce papers.The old Alpha didn’t jump in.He let the silence stretch, those sharp eyes scanning me like he was reading fine print.My wolf paced tight circles under my skin, hackles half-raised, feeding me a steady growl that vibrated in my chest. He’s testing us. Don’t flinch.“I’m done, old Alpha. No going back. Jaxen and I wer
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