All Chapters of 30 Days To Our Divorce, Alpha!: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

SERAPHINA'S POV This was the first time Alexander had ever asked me to come stay in the main pack building. When the words left his mouth, I stood frozen, stunned into silence. *Are you sure it’s our mate truly speaking?* Alisa’s voice cut through my mind, her ears flattening inside me. *He had never asked us to come over to the main pack building. Why now?* Two years ago I had brought it up myself. I had asked him to move me into the main pack building. He had looked at me like the idea was ridiculous and told me the pack arrangement already wanted it this way—I didn’t need to change it. When I pressed, his eyes had shimmered with that cold Alpha light and the words that followed nearly broke me. “When a war breaks out in the main building, I should care for my pack members. You will only be an extra burden.” After that I had poured everything into becoming a Luna he might finally consider worthy of living under the same roof. Years passed. He never mentioned the idea again. Tod

13 DAYS LEFT~ Seraphina’s POV I had Clara pack my bags, and they were moved to the main residence. When I arrived, Alexander was having a drink in the lounge. Our eyes met. “You’re here,” he said. “The room has been prepared. You may head in.” When Alexander ordered me to move into the main residence and gave me no room to refuse, I agreed. I would be leaving in a few days anyway. Still, there were standards I needed to set—ones I had not mentioned while we were still in the wing. Now that I was here, I would make them clear. He noticed my silence. “What’s with the silence? Do you have something to say?” “Yes.” Curiosity washed over his face. “What is it?” “I didn’t get the chance to tell you earlier, so I’ll say it now.” My tone stayed firm. “While I stay here in the main residence with you, I want my own room. My own space.” Alexander set his glass of wine down. His eyes locked onto mine more sharply than before. “I have a room. We will stay there as a couple.”

12 DAYS LEFT! Seraphina’s POV The celebration for the Arrival of Lady Margaret had started. A soft melody played in the background while the pack members chatted among themselves, waiting. Suddenly, a sharp announcement rang out. “The Matriarch of the Burroughs family has finally arrived!” I spun toward the entrance. Alexander stood there, and beside him was an elderly woman in her early seventies, holding a slender golden walking stick. She was Lady Margaret Burroughs. The entire pack stood before her. Many bowed. “Welcome back, My Lady!” “May I receive your blessing, My Lady!” “It’s so good to see you again, My Lady!” Barbara said, her voice Chicky, and filled with such fake sympathy only me can see. I stepped forward towards Lady Margaret, meeting her gaze directly. “Welcome, Lady Margaret!” She released her grandson’s arm looked at me from head to toe. “Seraphina Fisher.” She spoke my name with clear distaste. “Is that how to properly welcome your grandmot

Seraphina’s POV I had spent two full years preparing the Soul Healing Pill. My original plan had been to raise it from RV level to the highest V level—the version capable of increasing an elderly wolf’s lifespan by fifteen percent. Since I no longer wished to remain in this marriage, and since Alexander had suggested I present Lady Margaret with a gift, I had gone to the wing earlier to retrieve the pill I had carefully preserved. Now that same pill—manufactured with my own hands using the recipe Teacher Franklin had given me—was being presented to Lady Margaret by Barbara. How had it ended up in her possession? The old lady managed a rare smile as she examined the pill. Several pack members recognized its authenticity at once. “Isn’t that the RV Soul Healing Pill? The last time one was produced in the pack was ten years ago by the late Doctor Chen. No one else has ever made them since!” “That pill increases an older wolf’s lifespan by five percent. It’s the closest thing to

Alexander’s POV While everyone waited for Barbara to answer Seraphina’s question, my wolf stirred restlessly inside me. I knew who Seraphina was. She had never claimed to be someone she was not. She had knowledge of medicine. Barbara, on the other hand, was a warrior. She had trained beside me and the others her entire life; we had even gone on border missions together. She had no expertise in medicine. How, then, could she have produced those pills? At last Barbara found her voice. She stammered. “The serial number… the batch number…” She could barely form a coherent sentence. Seraphina simply shrugged. “Fine. Since you’ve suddenly gone silent, I’ll help you.” She handed the pill box to me, her eyes never leaving Barbara’s face. “To prove that I am the true producer of this pill, I will state the serial number without looking at the box.” Her voice grew firmer. “RV-SH-2019-0748-Alpha.” “Those are the numbers.” At the mention of the sequence, every eye turned to me, w