I Left My Vampire Husband and Married a Better Man, Now He Regrets Everything
Vampires only ever took one mate in their lifetime.
And yet, my vampire husband refused to acknowledge me—his human wife, bound to him through an arranged marriage.
On the night of our tenth wedding anniversary, Jason brought another woman into my bed.
She was wearing my nightgown. She was carrying his child.
And in my hand, I held a pregnancy test I'd just had confirmed.
"Be reasonable, Elena. Jessica just conceived my child. She needs me."
"Go sleep in the guest room. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."
My husband shielded the other woman, his smile polished and gentlemanly, though his eyes held the same icy indifference they always did.
When he saw me frozen in the doorway, Jason assumed I was going to do what I always did.
Scream. Cry. Demand to know why he kept doing this to me.
But he didn't know—this time was different.
The ten-year contract had come due, and I was finally leaving him for good.