Divorce

In the birthing chamber, the floor was soaked with a mixture of amniotic fluid and blood as I clenched the walls,with my wolf claws cracking and leaving bloody marks. My knuckles whitened as I gripped the surface, the pain of labor threatening to overwhelm me.

My Alpha mate, cradling his mega lover, sneered at her with the words, "the stench of a lactating bitch." The bastard even threatened to a...

Oscar winner Adrian Pierce announced his divorce at midnight.

Hours later, his ex-wife ended a ten-thousand-word farewell with one line for me:

Claire Sutton, you won.

Adrian is yours.

By breakfast, half the internet wanted to know why I'd destroyed their marriage.

I wanted to know, too.

After all, I'd been secretly married for eight years.

Why would I want her ex-husband?