MARRIED TO AN ALPHA, CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING
“You want a divorce,” he said flatly.
“Yes.”
“You.” He tilted his head. “The same woman who begged her father to arrange this marriage because she's completely in love with me, who has spent two years making my life…” he stopped, and rephrased “you want a divorce.”
“People change.”
“What scheme is this now Arabella?”
I frowned. “It's not a scheme, it's a divorce, and it's very common among people who are done with a…”
“Impossible.” He said it like that was the end of it, discussion over. He turned away from me and walked toward the door like I hadn't said anything at all.
“Andrew!”
“Get up.” He didn't turn around. “Get dressed, something presentable. We're going to the palace tonight.”
“I just asked you for a divorce…”
“It's a banquet.” He finally glanced back over his shoulder, and there was nothing in his expression that suggested he'd heard a single word I said about divorce. “We're meeting the King tonight. You have a few hours so I suggest you stop wasting them.”
“Did you hear what I just said to you?”
“Get ready, Bella.”
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The Ruthless Lycan King isn’t just my mate.
He’s my secret.
I’m already married to Alpha Andrew
yet every full moon, I end up in the King’s arms…
feeding his curse with my blood, and my body.
He needs me to survive. I need him more than I should.
If my husband ever finds out, this forbidden affair will start a war.