Divorcing My Alpha Ex-Husband

The night air was cool, but my skin was on fire, a prickling unease traveling with every step. Jaxon and I had been following Cale’s scent trail for miles until it led us right here—to the hospital. In the middle of the trail, we decided to take the car for my sake. I turned to Jaxon, who was seriously driving with creased eyebrows. We arrived at the hospital and there I saw them together.

I held my breath, clutching my coat tighter around my belly. There he was, my husband, the Alpha I had trusted, the man I’d bound my life to. His stance was relaxed as he stood by her side, his hand resting gently on her shoulder. I watched as he leaned in close, his face softened, voice murmuring low words of comfort I couldn’t hear. And there she was, Cali—pregnant, glowing, with a smile that stretched wide and easy, basking in his warmth.

Each gesture felt like a sharp slap. A man I hardly recognized was there, showing a tenderness I hadn’t seen in… I couldn’t even remember. All those nights I had wished for him to be by my side, to care for me in my most vulnerable moments, had all gone to her. I gritted my teeth, blinking back the tears threatening to escape. I won’t let him see me break. Not tonight.

Beside me, I felt Jaxon’s energy shift, dark and fierce, the kind of rage that felt like a crackling storm barely contained. I turned to him and saw his usual warm brown eyes beginning to shift. Gold. An icy, terrifying gold that seemed to slice through the night with a silent promise of retribution. He was angry—angrier than I had ever seen him. He wasn’t just standing there; he was coiled, ready to lunge.

“Jax,” I whispered, reaching out to put a steadying hand on his arm. His muscles were taut under my grip, and he looked down at me, but his eyes stayed gold. “Don’t. He’s not worth it.”

“He’s betrayed you, Jasmine,” he growled, his voice low but vibrating with a deadly edge. “How can you just stand here and watch this?”

The fury in his gaze wasn’t directed at me, but it was still intense, enough to make a shiver run down my spine. His eyes, usually filled with warmth and understanding, were now cold, cutting through the night with a dangerous light. He was terrifying like this, an Alpha in his rawest form. I felt his restraint slipping, and for a moment, I worried he would break, that he would actually follow through on his urge to tear Cale apart.

But I gripped his arm tighter. “Jaxon,” I said, forcing calm into my voice. “He isn’t worth losing yourself over. We’re better than him.”

His gaze flickered back to me, and for a brief moment, the gold softened back into brown. “You shouldn’t have to see this, Jasmine,” he muttered, his voice laced with an anger that bordered on pain. “You should leave him. Let him rot in the mess he’s created.”

A wave of exhaustion washed over me, pulling down every part of my spirit. “I will, Jax,” I whispered, my voice steadier than I felt. “I’m done. After everything, I… I can’t hold onto this bond any longer. It’s killing me.”

Jaxon looked down, his shoulders still tense, but he let out a long, controlled breath. “Then let me help you, Jas. Let’s get you out of here. You don’t deserve to watch him care for her when he’s abandoned you.”

I tore my gaze away from Cale, the man who’d once been my everything. He laughed softly as he brushed a hand over Cali’s shoulder, a gesture so gentle it felt like a final blow. It was then I knew, down to my bones, that this chapter of my life was over. I had given him every ounce of loyalty, of trust. But he had ripped that bond apart, and nothing could piece it back together.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded to Jaxon. “Let's go. I can’t bear to watch any longer.”

He wrapped a protective arm around my shoulders as we turned to leave, his presence solid and grounding beside me. Every step felt like a release, like chains slipping off with each footfall. I was leaving Cale behind—leaving the pain, the betrayal, and the broken dreams. And with each step, I found strength I didn’t know I had. This was it, my moment to reclaim myself, to build a life without the shadows he’d left hanging over me.

We walked back through the quiet night, but something felt lighter in the air, almost freeing. Jaxon glanced down at me, his gaze softened back to its usual warmth, but there was a fierceness there, too—a promise that I wouldn’t be walking this path alone.

I might be broken, but I wasn’t defeated. And as I walked away from the hospital, from the man who had betrayed me, I made a silent vow. My life would no longer be defined by the ruins of his love. I would forge something stronger, something unbreakable, not for him, but for myself and the life I carried within me.