Alpha, You Signed the Divorce, Don’t Cry Now

Kristine POV

“Prepare the rejection ritual,” I said, not wavering. “I’m severing my bond with Alpha Hunter Deveron. Our marriage bond ends today.”

He froze. I could almost hear the weight of my words crushing him. No Luna had ever made such a request in Moonveil Pack history. Not one until me.

“Luna… are you certain?” he asked, voice laced with dread. “You know how sacred the bond is. You know the consequences. If you go through with this, you will—”

“I’ve made up my mind, Elder Albert,” I cut him off coldly, even as my heart throbbed painfully inside me.

I remembered it all too clearly the way he left me to die in that freezing forest, poisoned. Poisoned by him.

He said he’d come back. Swore on our fifth anniversary that he would. We were supposed to be celebrating five years of marriage. But instead… he fed me berries, knowing damn well I was allergic.

Did he just want to get rid of me? Was Ellena really that important to him?

He never came back. And I waited. I hoped. God, I really did.

But... he never returned.

My eyes burned with unshed tears as I swallowed the lump in my throat and clenched my fists.

“Luna, maybe you should talk to Alpha—”

“No,” I snapped, sharper than I intended. “Just do it. This is what he wants, anyway. Have you forgotten he left me after the mating ceremony? Didn’t even look back. He said it to my face—he’d only ever love Ellena.”

Her name tasted like acid on my tongue. Ellena. The fake daughter everyone adored. Even my parents… the Edelworth Pack cherished her more than their real daughter.

Elder Albert’s expression shifted into something soft. Pity.

But he didn’t argue. Without another word, he turned and began the preparations.

My phone rang. And saw it was Hunter. Of course.

I picked it up.

“Where are you?” he barked, like I was just another one of his damn staff. Like I hadn’t been his wife for five years.

“I’m heading to the pack house,” I replied, exhausted.

“I thought so... So Ellena was right…”

“She’s always right to you,” I said flatly, no emotion in my voice.

“Are you playing me, Kristine? I thought—”

“Are you mad that I’m still alive?” I cut in, my voice trembling but firm. “Is that it? You're disappointed I didn’t die out there?”

“What are you talking about?” he growled. “You’re the one playing me! Acting like you were dying just to what? Guilt-trip me? Feel sorry for you? Kristine, no matter what you do, I will never pity a liar like you!”

His words stung, but I refused to let him hear the pain in my silence.

“Don’t worry,” I whispered. “I’m done.”

I ended the call.

He rang again. I didn’t pick up.

I kept walking straight to the pack house.

Everyone outside the pack thought Alpha Hunter and Ellena were meant to be. The Alpha and his Luna-to-be. They believed Ellena was the rightful daughter of the Edelworth pack.

No one cared that I was the true daughter. That I’d been switched at birth out of Uncle Timothy’s anger toward my father for he did not even help him when he was accused of trying to kill the king. He was branded as rogue. Uncle Timothy raised me like his own, but when I was returned to my real family, all they saw was Ellena.

Hunter and I were close once when I was returned to the Edelworth since Moonveil and my parents pack where long have been friends. He used to be kind. But everything changed, suddenly. No explanation. No reason.

Maybe it was because it was me who ended up marrying him when it should’ve been Ellena. But she ran away—two days before the wedding.

And I was just the stand-in. Maybe, that’s when he hated me even more.

And me? I was so blinded by love, I thought I could fix it. I chased after him like a fool. Loving a man who despised every part of me.

When I saw him approaching, my chest tightened—but I didn’t flinch.

I handed him the papers.

“Sign it.”