Unmatched Wife: Not His To Claim Anymore novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Chapter 108

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Chapter 108

MATTHEW

We arrived in Silver Moon territory as the sun was setting, painting the familiar landscape in shades of amber and gold.

“We’re home,” Theo said quietly from the backseat, and I heard both relief and anxiety in his voice.

“We’re home,” I confirmed.

Marcus was waiting at the pack house when we pulled up, his expression grim.

“Welcome back, Alpha. We have a situation that needs immediate attention.”

“Can it wait until tomorrow? Theo needs to get settled-”

“It really can’t.” Marcus glanced at Theo. “But maybe we discuss it after you get him to bed?”

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I carried our bags inside, noting immediately how different the house felt. Mia’s things were gone–her decorations, her personal items, all the evidence of her extended stay had been cleared away.

“She moved to an apartment across town,” Marcus explained, following my gaze. “Left two days ago. Said she couldn’t handle the harassment anymore.”

“Was it bad?”

“Spray paint, vandalism, threatening messages. The pack is-” He stopped, clearly not wanting to discuss this in front of Theo. “We’ll talk later.”

I got Theo fed and bathed and into bed, the familiar routine soothing despite the strangeness of being back in this house.

“Daddy?” Theo asked as I tucked him in. “Is it okay if I’m a little bit scared?”

“It’s completely okay. New things are always a little scary, even when they’re also old things. Does that make sense?”

“Kind of.” He hugged his wolf. “Will you stay until I fall asleep?”

“Of course.”

I sat beside his bed until his breathing evened out, then headed downstairs to face whatever crisis Marcus was holding back.

I found him in my office, surrounded by reports and incident logs.

“Talk to me,” I said, pouring myself a drink I desperately needed.

“Beta Adam is planning to challenge you formally. He’s been gathering support for weeks, claiming you abandoned the pack in its time of need.” Marcus handed me a document. “This is the official challenge petition. He needs twenty percent of the pack to sign it to force a formal hearing.”

I scanned the signatures. “How many does he have?”

“Seventeen percent and climbing.”

I set down the document and rubbed my eyes. “What’s his argument?”

“That you prioritized your personal grief over pack welfare. That you left for a month while the pack fractured, That Mia’s presence destabilized pack cohesion and you did nothing to address it.” Marcus paused. “Matthew, he’s not entirely wrong.

“I know.”

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“So what are you going to do?”

I thought about Theo upstairs, finally sleeping peacefully. About Dr. Martinez’s therapy sessions where I was slowly learning to see my own failures clearly. About the man I wanted to become versus the man I’d been.

“I’m going to address the pack,” I said finally. “Tomorrow night. Full assembly. And I’m going to be honest about my failures, about what I’ve learned, about how I plan to do better going forward.”

“That’s risky. Admitting weakness right before a challenge-”

“Is necessary,” I interrupted. “Because Marcus, they’re right to question my leadership. I did abandon them. I did prioritize personal issues over pack welfare. And if I want to remain Alpha, I need to own that and prove I’ve changed.”

Marcus studied me for a long moment. “You’re different. Since you left. Something’s shifted.”

“Dr. Martinez has been helping me see things clearly. It’s painful, but necessary.” I finished my drink. “I’m not the Alpha I should have been. But I’m working on becoming someone better. Someone Theo can be proud of.”

“And the pack?”

“Gets to decide if that’s enough. If they believe I can lead them better going forward, I’ll stay. If they don’t—” I paused, the thought both terrifying and oddly freeing. “If they don’t, maybe Beta Adam would be better for them anyway.”

Marcus looked shocked. “You’d really step down?”

“I’d really consider it. Because Marcus, I’ve spent so long holding onto power out of obligation and pride that I forgot leadership is supposed to serve the pack, not my ego.” I stood. “Set up the assembly. Tomorrow night, seven PM. Everyone who wants to attend can attend. I’ll address their concerns directly.”

“This could go very badly.”

“Or it could be exactly what we need.” I moved toward the door. “Either way, it’s time to stop hiding from hard truths. I’ve been doing that for too long, and it’s destroyed everything I cared about.”

I left Marcus to his preparations and headed upstairs to check on Theo one more time.

He was still sleeping peacefully, his small face relaxed in a way it hadn’t been for weeks.

This was what mattered. Not power, not pride, not maintaining an image of strength that was really just fragile ego.

This boy, sleeping peacefully. This chance to be better than I had been.

Whatever tomorrow brought, I would face it honestly.

No more hiding. No more denial. No more pretending I hadn’t failed spectacularly at almost everything.

Just the truth, and hope that it would be enough.

I settled into the chair by Theo’s bed, too wired to sleep myself, and thought about the man who’d approached us in BloodMoon

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