He shoved me toward the door.
"Get out of my sight," he said coldly. "And if you even look at Mia wrong again, I'll make sure you regret it."
I stumbled out of the office, clutching the folder to my chest.
Behind me, I could hear James's voice, it was soft and gentle now.
"Are you okay, sweetheart? Did she hurt you? Did she hurt the pup? Come here, let me see..."
I walked up the stairs slowly, my cheek throbbing where he had hit me.
In our eight years of being mated, James had never laid a hand on me.
Now he had hit me twice in four days, because of Mia.
I went to the bedroom and locked the door.
Then I opened the folder and looked at the documents James had just signed.
He hadn't read a single one.
He had signed the mate bond dissolution papers, and he had signed acknowledgment of my fifty percent ownership of the Blue Moon Pack assets.
He had signed his own destruction, and he didn't even know it.
I pulled out my phone and took photos of every signed page.
Then I sent them to Asher.
— He signed everything. The celebration is tomorrow. Are you ready?
His response came immediately.