Goodbye to My Alpha Ex

It's my seventh year of secretly dating Liam Ferguson, my brother's friend. We're about to have our marking ceremony soon.

I happily prepare for it, wanting to surprise him. However, during a gathering with friends, I accidentally overhear something.

"If you ask me, there's no denying Alpha Liam's good looks and charm. To think he managed to make the Silver Snow pack's Alpha's sister his stand-in lover and bed partner!"

"What are you going to do with Maya now that Nina's back, Liam? Andrew won't let you off the hook if he finds out you've been fooling around with his sister…"

The following day, Liam takes me to Nina White's welcome-back party. He's gentle, considerate, and affectionate with me. His love for me seems so deep that I wonder whether I'm imagining things.

Then, Nina "accidentally" spills scalding soup on my arm and runs out in tears. I'm the injured one, but she feels wronged. However, Liam shoves me aside and runs after her in a panic.

I return home with a burned arm and open the door to the basement—Liam has never allowed me in there. I see Nina's photos plastered on the walls. There are even photos of them doing the deed in various positions. He looks so wild.

I call Andrew with a heart full of despair. "I've made up my mind about the marriage with the Alpha heir of the Storm Tribe. I'll do it!"

After secretly dating my brother's best friend—Liam Ferguson—for seven years, we were about to hold our Marking Ceremony.

That day, Liam took me to a welcome banquet for his childhood friend, Nina White. The event was grand, attended by the pack's most influential figures—members of Pack Council, successful business owners, and other high-profile guests.

Throughout the evening, Liam was gentle and affectionate with me, and people whispered about how much he doted on me.

But when Nina "accidentally" spilled a bowl of scalding hot mushroom soup on my arm, she ran out in tears as if she was the victim. Liam, to my surprise, shoved me aside and chased after her in a panic.

My hand was injured, and a large portion of my arm was burnt, the skin raw and red.

I was a werewolf with rapid healing abilities, and the pain was nothing compared to what I could endure. Yet, why did my heart ache so much?

Why wasn't Liam's first instinct to protect me? Why didn't he check my wound? Instead, he ran off chasing after someone else.

The banquet hall was packed, and no one noticed my distress. Silently, I left and took a cab home.

Back at home, I did something I had never dared before—I opened the door to the basement he had always forbidden me from entering.

And then I saw it. Nina's photos covered an entire wall, along with explicit images of them together in every possible position.

In those photos, Liam was wild and unrestrained, his eyes filled with primal hunger, while