Unmatched Wife: Not His To Claim Anymore novel Chapter 13

BIANCA

“Bianca, you can’t just-”

“Can you bring them to him?” I interrupted, looking directly at Marcus. “Tell him they’re pack business papers. Legal documents about–I don’t know, just lie and make something up on the spot. Something about territory boundaries or alliance agreements that nobody takes another look at it. Something boring and official that he’ll sign without reading too carefully.”

Marcus’s expression shifted from concern to something that might have been admiration mixed with worry and concern. “That would be deception. If he discovers-”

“He won’t discover anything until it’s too late.” I stood, gathering the scattered papers. The shock from Mia post had burned away, leaving nothing but cold determination left.

“And by then, the thirty days will have started. Even if he wants to stop it, he’ll have to wait. He’ll have to think about what he’s done. He’ll have to feel the bond breaking and know that he chose this.”

“Luna-”

“Please, Marcus.” I looked at him directly, letting him see the pain that I had been hiding for thirteen months, to be frank for four years now. It was time to wake up from my dreamlike fantasy and get back to reality. I would never win his heart, not then and definitely not now, with Mia in the picture.

“I can’t do this anymore. I can’t watch him build a life with her while using me as a tool to make it possible. Marcus, you of all people should know how it feels. You are a husband and a father as well. What would you do if your mate was reconnecting with her ex boyfriend and your children preferred his company to yours and you were being treated as invincible for months? I can’t let my son grow up thinking it’s normal for a father to prioritize another woman over his own wife. I can’t—”

My voice broke, but I forced myself to continue.

“I can’t keep breaking my own heart hoping it will finally make him see me.”

Marcus stared at me for a long moment, then slowly nodded. “I’ll take them to him when I have time. I’ll tell him they’re routine pack business documents. He should sign without much scrutiny–he trusts me to handle the legal details. I’ll hold a copy and you hold one as well, anyone that he signs first, then we will proceed with the application of the mate dissolution bond. Whoever gets it first will start the process.”

“Thank you.”

“But Bianca-” He caught my arm gently as I turned to leave. “Once this starts, there’s no stopping it. Thirty days from his signature, that bond will shatter whether you’re ready or not. Are you absolutely certain?”

I looked down at my phone, at Mia’s glowing face and that positive pregnancy test and those three words that had destroyed me.

“I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.”

I left Marcus’s office in a fog like state, the unsigned papers in my bag as I entered the car and drove back to the hospital. My hands were steady on the steering wheel as I drove back to the hospital, but my mind was spinning in circles, returning again and again to that image of Mia with the pregnancy test.

I pulled into my reserved parking spot and sat there for a moment, staring at my phone. The post was made at 10:47 AM. Just over two hours ago. Which meant the appointment would have been sometime this morning.

I made my way through the hospital corridors on autopilot, passing through the crowd, nodding absentmindedly to greeting being thrown my way, not really paying attention to anything until I stopped in front of my office.

My phone rang, the shrill sound making me jump. I fumbled for it, my heart still racing, expecting Marcus or maybe another

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work emergency.

“Dr. Morrison, this is Principal Briggs at Riverside Elementary. I’m calling about Theodore. There’s been an incident, and we need you to come to the school immediately. I hope you can prioritize this meeting.”

“Is he hurt? Does he need to go to the hospital?”

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