Unmatched Wife: Not His To Claim Anymore novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12

BIANCA

The papers felt like lead in my hands as I sat across from Marcus in his office. The Beta’s workspace was exactly what I’d expected–organized, and a photo of his mate and pups on the desk. A reminder of what a real family looked like.

“I know this isn’t easy,” Marcus said gently, sliding a pen across the desk toward me. He’d always been kind to me, one of the few in Matthew’s inner circle who’d never treated me like I was less than because of my rogue status. “But I need to explain the process before you sign anything.”

I nodded, trying to focus on his words instead of dwelling on the pain that had settled in my heart.

“The mate bond dissolution requires both signatures,” he continued, his tone shifting to that of a neutral tone, this was probably the only way he could discuss about this without feeling emotionally attached to the case.

“Once both parties sign, there’s a mandatory thirty–day cooling–off period mandated by pack law. During that time, either party can withdraw their consent and halt the process.”

“And if neither of us withdraws?” My voice came out steadier than I felt.

Marcus’s expression turned serious as he answered. “Then the bond begins to fracture. It’s… not pleasant, Bianca. The pain increases gradually over those thirty days as the magical connection tears apart. Some describe it as feeling like your soul is being ripped in half. The bite marks will fade as the bond severs, but the process can’t be stopped once the thirty days pass. After that, you’ll both be free, but the pain during that month-”

“I can handle pain.” I cut him off, thinking of the bruise on my side, of watching my husband comfort another woman in our home, of hearing my son call me evil. “Physical pain I can manage. That will not be an issue for me. Matthew probably would jubilate feeling this fracture happen. That way he is not painted as the evil guy.”

Marcus studied me for a long moment, then nodded slowly. “I believe you can. But Luna, there’s a complication you need to be aware of.”

My stomach dropped. “What complication?”

“You need Matthew’s signature first.” He tapped the empty line at the bottom of the document. “Pack law requires the Alpha to sign before the Luna. It’s an archaic rule, something about ensuring the pack’s stability, but it’s ironclad. Without his signature, these papers are just… paper.”

I stared at the unsigned document, my mind racing. “How am I supposed to get Matthew to sign divorce papers without him realizing what they are?”

“That’s the problem.” Marcus leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his graying hair. “Legally, I have to present these to him directly. I have to explain what they are and witness his signature. There’s no way around it–he’ll know exactly what he’s signing ”

“Then he’ll never sign.” The words came out flat, hopeless. “He’ll refuse, claim I’m being dramatic again, tell me we need to work through this for Theo’s sake. He’ll

My phone buzzed in my pocket, cutting off my spiral. I almost ignored it, but something made me pull it out.

Another notification. Another post from Mia.

I shouldn’t have looked. I knew better. But my thumb was already moving, clicking before I could stop myself.

Mia, radiant in the soft lighting, holding a pregnancy test. Her smile was luminous, victorious. And the caption-

“My amazing men took me to get checked today. The doctors say my body CAN carry a baby before I die! It’s all I’ve ever wanted -to be a mother.

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