Divorcing My Alpha Ex-Husband

Dinner was quiet tonight, almost painfully so. Cale was caught up recounting the latest pack news, every small detail of his work and the burden it had become since I stepped back. I nodded along, my mind drifting, replaying all the pieces of what I’d discovered over the last few days. Each word he spoke felt hollow, like he was just going through the motions.

"I'm going to take a bath," He said and went to the bathroom. I felt my pulse quicken, waiting until I heard the water running before I dared to move.

With a shaky breath, I picked up Cale’s phone. I knew it would be locked with a series of passwords—he’d made sure of that. But I’d learned enough by now to make an educated guess. One by one, I tried the obvious codes, feeling my patience thin with each failed attempt. On my last try, I entered Cali’s due date, the very same date she’d smugly sent me in a picture of her ultrasound.

It unlocked.

My hands trembled as I swiped through the messages, taking in every word of his hidden life. It wasn’t long before I found Cali’s messages. He called her his soulmate, his “true fated one.” My heart clenched with a deep, gnawing pain. I’d been his chosen mate, bonded by tradition, bound by choice—but to him, she was something different. Something real, something sacred.

The moon goddess had given us the option to sever our bond with our fated mate to allow us to choose a life together if our fates hadn’t aligned. But here I was, paying the price for that choice alone. I scrolled down, the weight of betrayal pressing heavier with every message, every promise he’d whispered to her.

Then, a name caught my eye: Alpha Craig, one of Cale’s closest friends and the Alpha of the Gray Wolves Pack. He had introduced Cale to Cali. My stomach twisted; even his friends had been involved in the deceit. I kept reading, each message a wound that stung sharper than the last. Cale had been showering her with gifts I’d never dreamed of, things he’d never thought to buy for me even now, nine months pregnant. His shopping app was full of baby items, skincare products, luxuries meant for mother-to-be—Cali.

I bit down on the grief that threatened to spill over and began taking screenshots, quietly gathering everything I needed. This was it. This was the end. I would not spend my life bound to a man who had chosen someone else so deeply, so entirely. By the time I’d finished, I felt hollow, like everything good had been wrung out of me, leaving only the raw ache of betrayal. I carefully set the phone down exactly as I’d found it, slipping into bed and lying down, heart pounding.

A few minutes later, Cale emerged from the bathroom, glancing around before spotting me lying there. “I need to head out for a bit,” he muttered with a smile, sitting beside me and patting my buldging belly. “The Betas wanted to go for a run.” His tone was soft, but I knew that he wasn’t going for a run. He was going to her. And he didn’t even have the decency to hide his infidelity to me or I'm just dumb for not noticing.

I forced a small nod, watching as he walked out, not sparing a backward glance. The door clicked shut, and as soon as his scent started to fade, I slipped out of bed, ready to follow. But before I could reach the door, there was a light knock. An Omega informed me that someone had paid me a late visit. She says that it was an important figure. I opened it to find a familiar face, Alpha Jaxon, my closest friend and Alpha of the Moon Gazer’s Pack, standing on her side.

He took one look at me, his expression softening. “I could felt something was wrong,” he said quietly. “I couldn’t ignore it and came to you.”

I swallowed, surprised but grateful. “Thank you for coming, Jax,” I murmured, my voice barely steady.

Jaxon stepped inside, his eyes filled with concern. “What’s going on, Jas?”

A bitter laugh escaped me, one I barely recognized. “I was about to find out. Cale left, and I’m sure it’s to see her. To see them.” My voice broke slightly on that last word, but Jaxon’s expression shifted in confusion but then he nodded.

"Alright, I'm coming with you," he said in resolute. I led him out of the pack house, my steps determined as I caught Cale’s scent trail, and Jaxon matched my pace beside me. The ache I carried was heavy, the weight of betrayal pressing hard on my chest, but with Jaxon by my side, I felt I was not alone.