Unmatched Wife: Not His To Claim Anymore novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17

BIANCA

I spent the night alone in my bedroom, staring at the ceiling, listening to my family whisper and murmur assurances amongst themselves.

And I was locked away upstairs like the mad unstable wife in the attic.

Around midnight, I heard footsteps on the stairs. They paused outside my door.

Matthew, probably, debating whether to come in and speak to me risking another argument or to focus on Mia.

But then they continued down the hall to the guest room where Mia was staying, and I heard the low conversation through the walls.

I rolled over and pressed my face into the pillow, and made a decision.

This ended tomorrow. One way or another, I was getting Matthew’s signature on those divorce papers before Mia could sink her claws in any deeper.

Matthew signed documents constantly. I’ve watched him do it hundreds of times over four years of marriage.

I could use that. I would use that.

The next morning, I waited in my room until I heard Matthew’s office door close. He had a council meeting this afternoon, which meant he’d be buried in paperwork all morning, rushing to get through all the paperwork that he had been putting off. Perfect.

I spent breakfast time in my room preparing my ammunition for the mission ahead: a stack of legal agreements that actually needed his signature. Boring, routine paperwork that required Alpha approval but not something that needed Matthew to actually take his time and go through it.

The divorce papers were in my trembling hands. I slipped them into the middle of the stack, between a water rights agreement and a building permit approval. They looked official enough sharing the same formatting and signature spot.

My heart was hammering so hard I felt nauseous as I picked up the stack and headed downstairs. Each step felt like I was walking to my execution or my freedom and at the moment, I wasn’t sure of which.

Through the glass panel of Matthew’s office door, I could see him at his desk, his dark hair falling forward as he leaned over some documents. But he wasn’t alone.

Mia sat perched on the edge of his desk laughing at something on his computer screen. Her hand rested casually on his shoulder, but I could see the possessive hold that she was subtly displaying.

My courage almost failed. Almost. Just turn around and keep living this miserable life as his invincible Luma. 1

But then I saw what was on Matthew’s computer screen.

Real estate listings. Houses with four and five bedrooms, spacious yards, modern kitchens. Family homes. Home suitable for growing the family number.

I felt the blood drain from my face.

He was looking at houses. Bigger houses. He was already planning for atter. After he’d cleared away the inconvenient wife and replaced her with the woman he actually wanted.

My hand tightened on the stack of papers, fury burning away the fear.

I knocked, sharp and professional, then entered without waiting for permission.

“Matthew, I have those routine territory agreements that need your signature before the council meeting this afternoon. Marcus said they’re time–sensitive.”

Matthew looked up, and something flickered across his face, probably irritated at being interrupted.. Mia smiled at me, giving me one of those fake smiles that didn’t reach her calculating eyes at all.

“Just leave them on my desk, Bianca. I’ll get to them.”

“They need to be filed by noon.” I moved forward, placing the stack directly in front of him. “Council regulations. You know how strict they are about deadlines.”

He sighed but reached for his pen, already focused back on the documents. “Fine. Give me a minute.”

I stood there, watching as he flipped to the first page. Property boundary agreement between Silver Moon Pack and Riverside Pack. His pen moved across the signature line with practiced ease.

Second page. Water rights distribution amendment. Another signature, barely a pause.

“Stay here with your mother,” Matthew ordered, already moving toward the door. But Theo shook his head violently.

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