Hiding My Twin Pups From their Alpha Dad novel Chapter 2

“You want a what?” Damien laughed, the sound cold and mocking as he leaned back in his chair. “A divorce? Are you serious, Felicia?”

“Yes, I’m serious!” Felicia shouted, her voice cracking as tears streamed down her face.

The woman walked out and Damien sat on the sofa. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as his amused smirk faded into a frown. “You’ve lost your mind, haven’t you?”

“Stop mocking me!” Felicia cried, her fists clenched. “I’m done, Damien. I can’t do this anymore!”

“Can’t do what exactly?” His tone dripped with sarcasm. “Live in this big house? Enjoy the luxury my name provides? Or is it because I’m not throwing myself at your feet like some lovesick pup?”

Her tears fell harder, but her voice didn’t waver. “I’ve lived in this house, Damien, but I’ve never felt at home. I’ve been your wife, but I’ve never felt loved. You’ve treated me like an afterthought, like a—like a tool for your convenience. I deserve more than this!”

He tilted his head, studying her as though she were an interesting puzzle. “You’re serious,” he said finally, his voice low.

“Yes, I am,” she replied firmly, wiping her tears.

Damien’s jaw tightened. “And you think marching in here, demanding a divorce, will solve all your problems?”

“It’s a start,” she said, her voice gaining strength.

He scoffed, shaking his head. “You’re unbelievable.”

“I’m tired of being miserable, Damien!” she shouted. “I thought maybe if we had a child—”

He shot to his feet, cutting her off. “Don’t you dare,” he snarled, his voice colder than she’d ever heard. “I don’t need a child from you, Felicia. I never have, and I never will.”

The words struck her like a physical blow. Her knees felt weak, and she had to grip the back of the chair for support. “You… you don’t mean that,” she whispered.

“Oh, but I do,” he said with a bitter laugh. “You thought a baby would fix this? Fix us? There was nothing to fix, Felicia, because there was nothing here to begin with. I don’t want to have a child with a wolfless wolf like you.”

Her heart shattered into a thousand pieces, but she refused to let him see her break. “Fine,” she said, her voice trembling but determined. “If that’s how you feel, then sign the divorce papers and let me go.”

He arched a brow. “Divorce papers? You came prepared, didn’t you?”