Alpha, Your Warrior Ex-wife Is Back Novels & Stories

“She’s an alpha now, of an opposing pack that has been stealing packs from us. She isn’t the Luna Sir, she’s not been the Luna for four years!” He was right, she wasn’t my wife…she was the enemy alpha that has been causing me a lot of problems recently. “I have a feeling you aren’t here as per my letter?” I ask when I cut the link with Nate. This was about something else now, she has brought warriors to make a point. She takes a moment to stare at me before she stands up and walks to my office window. She must check on her warriors as I hear her take a deep breathe in and a deep breathe out.

I try to look away, but my gaze is trapped by his. 'Mate!' my wolf growls in excitement. Of course, the moon goddess would choose this moment to reveal my mate – the being responsible for destroying my life on the night that was supposed to be the happiest and most unforgettable of my life. The moment is indeed unforgettable, but for all the wrong reasons. Fear gives way to pure, unadulterated rage, burning within me like a wildfire. Alpha Tristan and I engage in a fierce stare-down, his eyes flashing with hatred as he tries to dominate the fury coursing through my veins.

She had already mauled his reputation and stripped him of his rank—why did she continue to hunt him from the dark? "Ah," the man continued, leaning back against the cold bars. "Your ex-wife is a formidable player. She made a wager with me. She told me that when she was a stray begging on the sky-bridge, she never once touched food from the dirt, nor would she scavenge for dropped coins. She endured the famine of the soul for two days and nights before a kind spirit brought her a bowl of hot rice. She bet that you—a 'High Alpha'—couldn't last even forty-eight hours."

The man introduced himself as Dominic Vance, and declared he was taking over as the new Alpha, effectively replacing Nathaniel. Isabella felt ecstatic. This was her chance to cancel the wedding and prove to her parents how futile their efforts were. While Nathaniel and his father loudly protested the Alpha’s decision, Isabella slipped out of the banquet hall with a smile on her face. This was the best day of her life! ** In the bar section, Isabella sat down, savoring her small victory with a glass of gin and tonic. “So tell me, why would a beautiful woman like yourself be sitting here alone, drinking gin and tonic?”

Years of torment and suffering made me finally snap. Adrian looked undeterred at the wake of my wrath. "We'll see, but make no mistake. I can break and rebuild you over and over... and over again." He grabbed my arm and leaned closer again, his nose bumping my face. "I'll make it so I'll be the only one to accept you. Too damaged for anyone else but her Alpha. You're mine, Chiara. And I will remind you of your place as many times as you need until it finally clicks in that pretty head of yours." The Alpha of the Galway Pack stood before me. His tall figure towered above my trembling body. I tried to glare at him, scream, and fight back, but my body wouldn't cooperate. His words played in a l

I answered. “Yes. See you later!” I told her, smiling. “How about your husband? Is it okay to him?” she asked me. I immediately scolded her because I was irritated to think that he was my husband. I will endure one more year to get out of this situation. “He don’t have the right. We already agreed about it,” I said, emphatically. “Wow, brave woman! “She laughed at me. “I’m not kidding. Anyway, bye for now!” I said goodbye and dropped the call.

Athena/Abena POV (Five years later) "You look so colorful as the butterflies!" That's the flatterer's voice. I was standing by the window, being dressed by Omegas. Today, I'm getting married to the Alpha of Winterhaven Pack. Alpha Asher, the alpha of all alpha's guiding the territory of Winterhaven pack and beyond. I smiled and stole a quick glance of the flatterer, Gwen by name.

There was only so much one could take before they broke down, and I was almost at my limit. I needed a break. I reached for the receiver and picked it up. "Alpha." The man called from the speaker, and I could recognise his voice. He was one of the retired warriors who had once worked with my father. "Yes, Michael." He paused for a moment, not knowing how to put it, so I urged him. "You may talk." "I think my wife had been kidnapped." Shit! Could this day get any worse? I knew this wife very well. She was an omega, and she usually worked in the kitchen until she became too old to continue. They still stay in the pack house, and they have no children.

"Today's news: Alpha Doris Albert announces her imminent return to the public eye..." I noticed that my mother-in-law, the former Luna Mara, had her gaze fixed on the masked woman on the screen. This momentarily silenced the words of humiliation she had intended for me. No one would have imagined that the terrifying Warrior Goddess on the television was now standing in a dirty kitchen, preparing a third-anniversary dinner for her husband and his mistress. I sarcastically chuckled, and Mara's voice grew angrier once again. "Ohh, what are you laughing at? You're dreaming for the moon here! Do you think that just because you share the same name as the pack goddess, you're both the same person?"

Fallon: "I don't want another woman pregnant right now," my alpha husband barked into the phone. "Wait. Who else is pregnant?” I gasped. “And I'm not just another woman. I'm your mate. Your wife," I pressed, my fingers tightening against the edge of the kitchen counter. "Oh, fuck. I didn’t mean it like that. You don’t need a pregnancy test right now. The world is in chaos, and you want to put more on me," he snapped, his voice sharp enough to make me press the phone harder against my ear.