In my fifth year as Luna to Mistwood Pack’s Alpha, Jasper, I did something colossally stupid.

I banished his precious sweetheart, Lily, from the pack, hoping he’d snap out of it and come back to me.

But when he found out, he didn’t say a word.

Instead, in the blink of an eye, he tanked my family’s business, stripped my dad of his Beta rank, and branded my mom a rogue.

Now he stood in front of me, face dark as a storm, ready to lay into me.

“Grace, I’ve been too damn soft on you,” he growled. “You forgot your place.”

“Time to see what living hell feels like.”

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When Jasper spat those words, I finally looked up at him.

Four years of love, five years of marriage.

We’d shared the best of our youth, the kind of spark you only get once.

And now? Here we are, at each other’s throats.

My hand drifted to my belly—three months pregnant.

But Jasper didn’t seem to notice, his eyes cold and shadowed as he demanded, “Last chance, Grace. Where’s Lily?”

I wanted to laugh in his face, bitter and sharp.

I didn’t expect that my one stupid move would cost my family everything.

“Let my parents go, and I’ll tell you.”

Jasper gave a curt nod.

Then, before I could react, he closed the distance and grabbed my throat, forcing my chin up to meet his gaze.

“Grace, don’t test me.”

“I’ll find Lily eventually—it’s just a matter of time. What makes you think you can bargain with me?”

Choking panic clawed at me, my face flushing red, veins bulging as I gagged.

Fear and despair hit like a freight train, but I gritted my teeth, screaming with everything I had, “You can’t treat my parents like this!”

Jasper’s face stayed blank, his grip unrelenting, strong enough to bruise.

Tears spilled over, my eyes locked on his—dark, unhinged, crazed.

I had no doubt he’d kill me over another woman.

Just as my vision blurred, he let go. I collapsed onto the couch, gasping, my body shaking with aftershocks.

In a flash, memories flooded my mind.

I broke, sobbing uncontrollably.

For the past we couldn’t reclaim. For this hopeless mate bond.

For the pathetic shell of myself I’d become.

Jasper just stood there, cold and unmoved, watching me fall apart.

He didn’t even give me a second to breathe before yanking my chin up again, his voice dripping with menace. “Last time, Grace. Where’d you send my Lily?”

I broke and told him. Without a word, Jasper stormed out of our pack house, armed with the info I’d gave him, bolting for the door.

After Driving Away My Mate's Lover, I Regretted It