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Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and fourty seven
Lianna: I'd never been so enraged and uncomfortable at the same time. I didn't know exactly what to feel because there was a lot happening in my head. The clink of my fork against the porcelain plate was sharper than I intended. I felt the scrape of metal teeth grinding into the delicate glaze, and my fingers curled tighter around the handle. Across the table, Mariel’s perfectly arched brows lifted as she made a small, overly theatrical gasp. “Oh dear,” she said, her voice dipped in a sweetness that tasted like poison. “Are you alright, Lianna? You stabbed that turkey like it owed you money.” I glanced at the offending piece of meat on my plate. Sure enough, I’d nearly shredded it into an unrecognizable heap of fibers, juices pooling in the grooves of my knife work. I forced a slow breath through my nose, the scent of roasted garlic and thyme doing little to soothe the sudden wave of irritation clawing at my chest. “I’m fine,” I replied, dragging the words out
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Edward: My glare found Mariel like a blade finding its mark, and I didn’t bother softening it. She just sat there, calm as you please, fingers lazily tracing the rim of her wine glass. Like she was toying with the idea of slitting someone’s throat. Probably mine. “You’re pushing it,” I said. Ethan snorted from across the table. “Relax, Edward. You’re acting like it’s the end of the world.” I snapped my head toward him. “And you’re acting like you’ve got a death wish. Don’t test me.” He just lifted his hands in mock surrender. I turned back to Mariel, ignoring the slight tilt of her mouth. Amusement. She always was a master of pretending she held all the cards. “Why the hell are you here?” I ground out. She shrugged, that infuriatingly delicate lift of her shoulders she used to make men stumble over themselves. Not anymore. “I told you I’d be visiting during the Lycan Confederate meeting,” she said lightly. “Did I agree to that?” My voice was
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Ethan: The moment Edward stormed out of the room, I exhaled slowly and leaned back in my chair. My fingers tapped lazily on the stem of my wine glass as I watched Mariel standing there like she’d just been gutted. Honestly, I’d never loved a moment more. She blinked fast, like she was fighting tears but too damn proud to let them fall. That alone made me sit up straighter, lifting my glass to my lips as if I were toasting the disaster that had just unfolded. Mariel’s gaze slid to me, burning with something between frustration and grief. “Don’t say anything, Ethan,” she bit out, her voice tight, like it scraped her throat just getting the words out. “I swear, I can’t take it from you right now.” I smiled slowly. “Relax. I’ve got absolutely nothing to say.” I tilted my head, studying her with an idle curiosity I didn’t bother masking. “Just… wondering why it ended the way it did. Edward’s never exactly been chatty about you. Or anything, really. Guy’s tighter-lipped
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Edward: The moment Lianna’s breathing evened out, I rose from the edge of the bed and straightened. Her back was to me, her shoulders tight even in sleep, like she was bracing for another blow that wouldn’t come. Carefully, I pulled the covers higher over her bare shoulder. I stood there for a long minute, watching the gentle rise and fall of her back. My jaw clenched tight. None of this should’ve happened. Mariel never should’ve stepped foot in this house. And now, because I hadn’t dealt with her the moment she crossed my gates, Lianna was in this bed trying to convince herself I wasn’t another mistake. That wasn’t going to happen again. I shoved my hand through my hair, flexing my fingers to shake off the restless itch under my skin. I walked out, shutting the door behind me with a controlled click. Ingrid straightened from where she stood outside, but I waved her off before she could speak. “Stay here,” I ordered, and she nodded without protest. The cor
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LIANNA POV The first time I thought about killing myself was the night of my mating ceremony. I married the Alpha of my pack, Ethan and I thought I had hit the jackpot. When we first found out we were mates, he was second in line and his brother Sebastian who happened to be my friend was to be the Alpha. Everyone congratulated me and told me how lucky I was to mate with a beta, but that didn’t matter to me, even if he was very poor, it wouldn’t have changed my love for him because his status didn’t matter to me. All I was after was his love. Lianna and Ethan, forever together. I couldn’t stop my tears as I closed my eyes reflecting on the past. I heard my wolf whimper and tried to comfort me. I was nineteen when I first met Ethan, he was studying abroad and had just graduated, and we quickly realized we were fated mates. Handsome and charming at 24 he instantly swept me off my feet, he was everything I dreamed of and my wolf and I couldn’t be happier. That night I thanked th
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LIANNA'S POV Afterwards, I tearfully went back to my room to pack some clothes before Ethan sent me out with only the clothes on my back. As I shoved clothes into a duffel bag I came across a photograph taken of us at our mating ceremony. I picked it up and stared at it, I looked so happy with Ethan standing by my side not knowing what I was getting into. When I looked at Ethan's face it confirmed what I had always suspected, he never loved me at all, he was just pretending. While I was smiling at my new husband he was smiling at someone else, the waitress who appeared in the background of the picture. Tears began to gather in my eyes, even on our wedding day he would rather look at someone else and pretend I didn't exist. I put the picture aside and finished packing, I grabbed the duffel bag and went down the stairs where Ethan and his mistress were waiting for me. I kept my head down and tried to walk out the door but Ethan stopped me. "Come back here you cunt." I stilled
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LIANNA’S POV "Lianna?" He was surprised to see me as well. We had been best friends since school even though he was several classes my senior and that was only because I had been doubly promoted several times. But we drifted apart when Ethan and I started dating. And then he just left with no goodbyes or explanations. "Oh my God." I smiled. "You look great." He had always been handsome but the past year had been good for him. His features were now more defined. His brown eyes looked almost dark now and his pink lips were fuller. His killer jaw was covered with a light stubble. His smile faded as he gave me a quick inspection with his eyes. Even before the man attacked me I already looked horrible. Dirty and tired and my eyes were likely swollen since I spent most of the day in tears now my clothes were in shambles and I had bruises all over my body "Let me take you home." He started toward his car parked on the other side of the road. "No no, you didn't have to, I'm sure you
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LIANNA'S POV He started to pull away but I held him, I needed him right now. And I was scared of what he would do in his current state. Because at that moment, he looked like he was ready to kill Ethan for me. "No just stay with me. Stay and be my friend" And I felt him nod against my forehead. The next thing I remember I was waking up in the morning. I got up to pee and brush my teeth and when I checked the time it was 10:15 am. The feeling of sleeping in was a bit strange since Ethan always made me wake up at dawn to do house chores and cook and if there was nothing to do he would create things to do. As I turned on the tap, everything that happened yesterday came back rushing into my head and I had to press my fingers against my eyelids to stop myself from crying. I didn't want to give Sebastian any more reason to worry. Oh my God, how was I going to face him after yesterday? What would have happened if he hadn’t come along and saved me? I didn't want him to treat me
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Edward: The moment Lianna’s breathing evened out, I rose from the edge of the bed and straightened. Her back was to me, her shoulders tight even in sleep, like she was bracing for another blow that wouldn’t come. Carefully, I pulled the covers higher over her bare shoulder. I stood there for a long minute, watching the gentle rise and fall of her back. My jaw clenched tight. None of this should’ve happened. Mariel never should’ve stepped foot in this house. And now, because I hadn’t dealt with her the moment she crossed my gates, Lianna was in this bed trying to convince herself I wasn’t another mistake. That wasn’t going to happen again. I shoved my hand through my hair, flexing my fingers to shake off the restless itch under my skin. I walked out, shutting the door behind me with a controlled click. Ingrid straightened from where she stood outside, but I waved her off before she could speak. “Stay here,” I ordered, and she nodded without protest. The cor
Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and fourty nine
Ethan: The moment Edward stormed out of the room, I exhaled slowly and leaned back in my chair. My fingers tapped lazily on the stem of my wine glass as I watched Mariel standing there like she’d just been gutted. Honestly, I’d never loved a moment more. She blinked fast, like she was fighting tears but too damn proud to let them fall. That alone made me sit up straighter, lifting my glass to my lips as if I were toasting the disaster that had just unfolded. Mariel’s gaze slid to me, burning with something between frustration and grief. “Don’t say anything, Ethan,” she bit out, her voice tight, like it scraped her throat just getting the words out. “I swear, I can’t take it from you right now.” I smiled slowly. “Relax. I’ve got absolutely nothing to say.” I tilted my head, studying her with an idle curiosity I didn’t bother masking. “Just… wondering why it ended the way it did. Edward’s never exactly been chatty about you. Or anything, really. Guy’s tighter-lipped
Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and fourty eight
Edward: My glare found Mariel like a blade finding its mark, and I didn’t bother softening it. She just sat there, calm as you please, fingers lazily tracing the rim of her wine glass. Like she was toying with the idea of slitting someone’s throat. Probably mine. “You’re pushing it,” I said. Ethan snorted from across the table. “Relax, Edward. You’re acting like it’s the end of the world.” I snapped my head toward him. “And you’re acting like you’ve got a death wish. Don’t test me.” He just lifted his hands in mock surrender. I turned back to Mariel, ignoring the slight tilt of her mouth. Amusement. She always was a master of pretending she held all the cards. “Why the hell are you here?” I ground out. She shrugged, that infuriatingly delicate lift of her shoulders she used to make men stumble over themselves. Not anymore. “I told you I’d be visiting during the Lycan Confederate meeting,” she said lightly. “Did I agree to that?” My voice was
Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and fourty seven
Lianna: I'd never been so enraged and uncomfortable at the same time. I didn't know exactly what to feel because there was a lot happening in my head. The clink of my fork against the porcelain plate was sharper than I intended. I felt the scrape of metal teeth grinding into the delicate glaze, and my fingers curled tighter around the handle. Across the table, Mariel’s perfectly arched brows lifted as she made a small, overly theatrical gasp. “Oh dear,” she said, her voice dipped in a sweetness that tasted like poison. “Are you alright, Lianna? You stabbed that turkey like it owed you money.” I glanced at the offending piece of meat on my plate. Sure enough, I’d nearly shredded it into an unrecognizable heap of fibers, juices pooling in the grooves of my knife work. I forced a slow breath through my nose, the scent of roasted garlic and thyme doing little to soothe the sudden wave of irritation clawing at my chest. “I’m fine,” I replied, dragging the words out
Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and fourty six
Lianna: The sky outside was a muted grey, thick clouds sagging low, the kind that promised a long, lazy rain. It made everything inside feel warmer. Safer. Wrapped in a cocoon of blankets that smelled faintly of cedar and the soap Edward used, I let my head fall against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart under my ear. We’d spent the entire afternoon tangled in sheets, trading slow kisses and breathless laughter, bodies molded together as time passed. And now, after all that, we stayed close, his arms looped around me like he was afraid I’d vanish if he let go. “A penny for your thoughts?” Edward murmured. I sighed, twisting the thin golden ring on my index finger. “I’m thinking about Ethan.” His body tensed beneath me. Subtle, but noticeable. Like his breath had paused. “I know he’s up to something,” I went on, keeping my tone casual, though the truth of it gnawed at me. “He keeps saying he’s going to win me back. Like I’m some sort of p
Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and fourty five
Freya: The road stretched ahead of us in lazy curves, the kind of quiet stretch that made the world feel smaller. Trees lined both sides, their skeletal branches clawing at the dull sky like desperate hands, and the hum of the tires on the old asphalt was the only real sound between us for a while. I shifted in my seat, arms crossed, eyes flicking toward him with a scowl that refused to sit still on my face. Ethan looked annoyingly relaxed, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the gearshift, his fingers tapping a slow, absent rhythm that grated on my nerves. “Why are we driving out of the Pack?” I asked, suspicion. My voice was flat, but I knew he’d hear the edge beneath it. He glanced at me, one brow arching like he couldn’t believe I was questioning him. “I just want to be somewhere quiet. Outside. Where people aren’t staring.” I sucked in a slow breath, rolling the words around in my head before I let them settle in my chest like a stone. Right. Of course
Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and fourty four
Freya: The sky was unusually clear. The kind of cloudless blue that made the edges of everything seem more real than they ought to be. I wiped the back of my wrist across my damp forehead and sighed. I pushed the old mower across the brittle grass with a grunt, feeling the rhythmic thud of its wheels catching on stones, the faint metallic squeal each time the blades hit something tough. I didn’t mind the noise. It drowned out my thoughts. Then I heard something else. Tires crunching over gravel. I straightened immediately. No one we knew drove a car that sounded that refined. Certainly not out here. My fingers slackened on the mower handle, and it gave a rusty groan as it tipped slightly forward. I didn’t have to ask who it was. My bones knew before my mind could accept it. The black car eased to a stop, sunlight gleaming hard against the polished surface. I didn’t breathe. Not when the door swung open with a low thunk, not when his long legs appeared beneath the d
Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and forty three
Lianna: The second I crossed the threshold into our chambers, I felt him. Heat. Presence. Edward. Before I could even turn, his arms snaked around my waist, and in one swift, effortless motion, I was off the ground. My feet left the cold marble with a surprised gasp, but he didn’t give me a second to catch it. His mouth was on mine, devouring and hungry, as if the taste of me had been haunting him for days. Maybe it had. His tongue swept in with a demand I couldn’t deny, and I clutched his shoulders as his body pressed me hard against the door. I was already melting. “What…” I started to say, breathless, but he groaned low and deep into my mouth before dragging his lips down my throat. “What are you—” “You know exactly what,” he growled. “You did that on purpose.” I smirked, threading my fingers into his thick, dark hair as he licked a hot line along my jaw. “Did what?” His hands cupped my ass through the thin silk of my dress and squeezed hard enough to ma
Revenge on my Alpha husband One hundred and fourty two
Lianna: I stood on my balcony, the stone balustrade cool beneath my palms, leaning slightly forward as though the extra inch might bring him closer. Below, the gardens were already draped in dusk, the lanterns flickering to life in delicate pools of amber. I heard it before I saw it—the distinct rumble of engines, heavy tires crunching against the gravel. Three cars, maybe four, but it was the second one that made my heart sprint. He was here. “Finally,” I breathed, straightening so quickly my head spun. “Ingrid!” Behind me, there was a thud and an irritated grunt. “What?” Ingrid snapped as she jerked upright from where she’d been dozing on the chaise. Her hair was a bird’s nest, she looked sleep-fogged and annoyed. “I was dreaming I was on a beach with—” “Save it,” I cut in, already making my way inside. My pulse was a thrum in my ears, matching the quick rhythm of my feet on the marble floors. “Edward’s back.” That woke her up. Completely. She was on her
