Divorcing My Alpha Ex-HusbandChapter 1
I felt the weight of my belly pressing down as I sat on the couch, sifting through a stack of mail absentmindedly. That’s when I spotted it—a bank statement with Cale’s name printed at the top. A quick scan of the lines sent my pulse racing. Every month, a steady sum of $30,000 had been going to the same account. That was no small amount. My husband, my Alpha, was supporting someone… someone important. My stomach twisted. I could feel my baby shifting inside, as if sensing my turmoil.
A message alert popped up on my phone, pulling me back from the rising dread. Someone named Cali had added me on Facebook. Curiosity got the better of me, and I accepted her request. Almost immediately, a flood of photos and videos started arriving in my inbox.
At first, I thought it might be some strange mistake or a cruel prank. But as I opened each message, reality seeped in. The woman in the videos was with Cale. His smile was wider than I’d seen in years, his eyes bright with a warmth he hadn’t shown me in… ages. They looked happy—so damn happy that it turned my stomach. Their hands intertwined, his arms around her as they laughed, played, bonded. It was clear these weren’t recent; this started long ago, right around the time I lost our first baby.
Pain clawed its way up my throat, but I kept watching. Cali flaunted her expensive clothes and jewelry in another video, her voice high and smug as she waved a diamond ring at the camera. "Thank you, darling for buying this for me." She said with a big smile on her face.
And then, the final blow—a grainy ultrasound photo. A heartbeat. Cali’s smirk as she held it up to the camera, announcing she was pregnant with Cale’s child. I felt the air punch out of my lungs. My hands went numb, and the phone slipped from my fingers, clattering to the floor.
I forced myself to my feet, needing something to steady me. I saw Cale’s shirt in the laundry basket, the faint smell of lavender clinging to it. Lavender. Not my scent, not even close. Cali’s scent. I had believed, so naively, that our bond was unbreakable, that wolves were loyal to their mates. But this proved that loyalty was a fragile thing, and ours had shattered into pieces.