Divorce Me, Alpha
Alpha Brent Wilson looks breathtaking in his three-piece dark suit as he waits at the altar. He’s smiling and I smile back. Only for that smile to vanish when I realize he isn’t smiling for me. He stopped smiling for me the day he realized I was his mate.
I follow where he is looking and bite my lower lip when I see that his gaze lands on the tall, blonde woman standing on the front pew, the lucky woman who owns his heart. Rosie. I know that if he could choose, without a doubt, he would choose to marry her in a heartbeat.
However, as an alpha, he has duties and responsibilities that can only be fulfilled with an omega by his side.
It doesn’t mean he has given her up though. Because there she is, smiling gracefully and beautifully.
I’m the one marrying the alpha, but she’s the one with the winning smile, glowing more than the bride.
Can’t he hear it? Can’t he feel anything? The howls of our wolves. Their broken pleas. The screaming straight from our souls. Because I hear it all. I feel it all.
But he remains looking at her.
Just her.
That day, I walked straight into the flames and let myself burn, believing my mate will realize my worth one day… which never happened. I gave and gave until I had nothing more to give. Until I grew tired of fighting for the mate who didn’t want me. Until I snapped.
Until I was strong enough to finally reject our bond and walk away.
But when I did, something unexpected happened.
He hunted me.
He chased me.
And this time, he was the one who refused to let me go.