Congratulation! My Alpha Ex Is Yours

Xesha's POV

He stood before me with a cold stare after saying the magic words I never wanted to hear. The craziest words he should never have said to me-his soon-to-be wife, his Luna.

All the guests must have been waiting outside, awaiting the wedding ceremony and my coronation as the Luna after several years of our relationship.

"What did you say?" I asked, double-checking and hoping I had misheard.

"Give your place to Helena. Let her replace you as the bride today," he said again, and this time it was clear as he added, "Only as the bride. But you will still receive the luna coronation."

I stood up, staring at Jasper in disbelief and trying to convince myself that he was just joking. However, there was no joke, no laughter, but only his usual cold expression.

He wasn't a romantic man, I knew that. But he had never betrayed me before. So why was this happening now?

I laughed bitterly, approached him, and caressed his chiseled jaw. "You're joking, right?" He shook his head. "Why, Jasper? What happened? This is our wedding. I've been preparing for it for a long time so that it would be my dream wedding. Why-"

"Please don't ask too many questions, Xesha. We don't have much time. Helena has tried to kill herself many times. I don't want that to happen again."

"So you traded it for our wedding, is that it? You made me, your future wife, just a spectator while you and she walk down the aisle and tie the knot, only so that she won't kill herself? Is that it?"

"Xesha, please. It's no big deal. It's just a wedding. The name on the certificate will still be yours, you will still be my wife, you will still be my Luna. It's just a formality. Don't make a drama out of it."

Drama? He said I was making a drama, but what about that woman?

Jasper was silent for a moment until a sentence struck my chest hard and seemed to break my heart into pieces.

"She's carrying my pup," he said after a long silence. "I didn't do it on purpose, but I'm guilty, and I have to take responsibility."

I hit Jasper's chest when I heard his confession. I didn't want to believe it. But that was what he said. Jasper wasn't the type of person to lie for anything. He would tell the truth even if it hurt, and this was one of those times.

How could I go on living after this? Jasper was going to marry that woman-his childhood sweetheart-walking down the aisle toward the altar and making vows as if it were between him and me.

They would be happy, but what about me? Everyone would laugh at me for failing to have my dream wedding because my fiancé chose to marry his friend, using all my preparations.

"How could you do this to me, Jasper?" I sobbed, my jaw clenched. My strength seemed to drain away. My gaze became empty, and my chest felt tight, making it difficult to breathe. This was not the first time. I had caught them having sex a long time ago. However, hearing that Helena was pregnant, it felt like my heart was like a landslide to the center of the earth.

I held onto this burden for a long time, hoping it wouldn't be like this. However, she was brave enough to take risks. Of course, I should have been more vigilant since she had clearly wanted Jasper for a long time.

"When did it all happen? Tell me," I asked weakly. Stay calm, Xesha... Anger will only make him evade and lie more.

"At the dinner party in Miami," he said.

"When I wasn't there because I was busy with work? And you were there and fucked her?" This was not the first time, Xesha. Why be surprised?

"She forced me to take her too, and I couldn't do anything about it. Besides, she was following her father's orders to represent their company." Another lie... How long would you be like this, Jase? "It was just a mistake and it happened once, Xesha."

"Only once, huh? Just a mistake? Are you sure?"

"I swear. I have never betrayed you."

"Bullshit!" He thought I didn't know at all, so that he could say so.

I continued to hit him, and he hugged me tightly to stop me from doing what I was doing.

Jasper never liked commotion. He was a calm leader, but cunning. No one would know what was on Jasper's mind because he was so careful in his actions, mainly because of his position as an alpha and the highest leadership in his company. However, I could read the cold expression on his face, and if he acted that way, it meant he didn't want further communication.

"I have to go now because Helena is waiting for me. I don't want you wandering around and ruining this wedding," he said, releasing me from his embrace, and shortly after, the door opened.

Someone walked in with a cold expression.

"Helena looks anxious and is crying in her room, Alpha. You'd better get ready now, or she might jump off the balcony," he said, prompting Jasper to rush off after telling his messenger to watch over me.

Even without a baby in her womb, Helena was already a thorn in my relationship with Jasper. She would always use the same tactics-depression and suicide attempts-just to get Jasper's attention. Now, she used her baby as a weapon. One more thing, she seduced him to orgasm because she knew that Jasper was often left alone in the mansion.

The two of them were childhood friends. According to Jasper, Helena's parents were not good. They always demanded that Helena be their pride and joy, leaving her with emotional scars, and Jasper was the only person she had ever trusted.

Of course, only Jasper would always pamper her and give her whatever she wanted.

I couldn't just stand by and do nothing. This was my wedding, and I didn't care if she killed herself or went to hell. I was the one who should be at the altar.

I got up and was about to leave, but the man who had just arrived immediately grabbed me and held me in the room. He took a rope out of his pocket and tied me to the window bars.

"What the hell is this, Gamma Brandon?! Let me go!" I screamed as Brandon, one of Jasper's confidants and friends, went too far by treating me like this.

"You need to learn your place, lowly omega!" he sneered. "You're lucky Jasper chose you, but that doesn't mean he loves you."

"We couldn't have stayed together for so long if he didn't love me," I retorted, which didn't seem to faze him, but instead made him grin slyly.

"We'll see if your words are true or just bullshit." Brandon then took a remote and pressed a button, activating a large screen in the room that showed footage of Jasper and Helena's wedding-it should have been me.

Helena walked down the aisle with a broad smile gracing her beautiful face. Meanwhile, Jasper, looking so handsome, stood at the altar, waiting for Helena to arrive.

His eyes sparkled, as if Helena were his real bride.

It was as if the wedding were not a formality, but a sincere commitment.

I began to doubt whether Jasper had really loved me all this time. Or was it all just because his parents disapproved of him being with Helena?

"Are you jealous now? She is very charming. She is more suited to Jasper than you, a lowly omega."

No! This wedding should have been mine.

My attention was now focused on the wedding dress Helena was wearing. Why was it so similar to the one I was wearing?

Was this a formality? When even the dress and jewelry she was wearing were duplicates of mine and just as authentic, could it be called a formality?

Jasper planned all of this. It's my wedding that's fake. That's why he asked me to switch places with Helena.

I pulled my hand away forcefully. However, Brandon tied me up with more than just a regular knot. He was one of the proud Jasper's confidants in the company, so he would definitely do anything for Jasper-and Helena, of course.

"Let me go, Gamma Brandon! I have to go there. I have to save my marriage," I shouted, but instead of getting Brandon's consent, I got a hard slap from him.

I was stunned, holding my burning cheek, not expecting Brandon to dare to do that to me.

He had never shown any affection towards me, as one would expect from a future Luna. However, what he did this time was beyond the pale.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Foxxy? Do you want another slap so you can watch your mouth and your behavior?" he asked, and I just froze.

My gaze returned to the screen, long enough that I didn't realize tears were streaming down my cheeks.

They had exchanged wedding vows. How could I possibly stop it? They were now officially husband and wife, united by a love they had never admitted to-except as lies to deceive me-and witnessed by the Moon Goddess.

How could I separate them?

Was this what Jasper had wanted all along? To marry Helena and make me a mere shield so that no one would know about their relationship behind my back?

I pulled my hand harder until I felt a burning sensation in my wrist. Without realizing it, the rope had broken, and I immediately ran out of the room.

Brandon chased after me, but I hit him in the face with the broken iron and immediately went into my room, took off this fucking wedding dress, and changed into the clothes I had been wearing before.

I walked quickly, intending to leave. Arriving at the back of the hotel, where the wedding was held. I turned around, looked at my former fiancé, who was now standing next to another woman, and then hurried away from there, promising myself I would never look back.

Before, I would always forgive Jasper for all the mistakes he made. I was afraid of losing him, so I would do anything to maintain the relationship all this time.

However, this time he had crossed the line, and I couldn't allow myself to be disrespected anymore.

I would leave, and I would ensure I never return. But first, there was one thing I had to do. I stared at the white thing in my hand that was still trembling. I wouldn't keep things that would only remind me of wounds and pains. It must be crushed to dust.

Xesha's POV

"Miss? Why are you here? Isn't this your wedding day?" asked the butler who had worked for the Dawn family for decades. All the servants, even the butler, respected me as if I were already the lady of the house.

However, with Jasper's betrayal, their respect would no longer matter.

"I want to pack my things," I replied briefly, walking towards the master bedroom, my and Jasper's room. She followed me upstairs, then stopped at the doorway, while I continued inside.

I grabbed the suitcase from on top of the wardrobe and started putting clothes and other important items inside.

"Does Alpha Jasper know?" she asked again. I chose to remain silent.

It didn't matter whether Jasper knew about my departure. The less he knew, the better. I didn't want to be tempted by his selfish persuasion for the umpteenth time, so that I would give in to his manipulation and end up crawling back to him.

I deliberately wore a mask to cover up my tear-stained makeup and the red marks left by Brandon's slaps. No one could know about the tragedy that had happened in my life, or they would laugh at me.

I had endured enough shame since Helena's return.

She should never have returned from her studies abroad. Or... she should have died during the repeated suicide attempts, as Jasper said. But why did she survive, as if the Moon Goddess had deliberately kept her alive to disrupt my life and Jasper's?

The butler took the phone from her uniform pocket, and I knew it. I approached her and immediately snatched the device from her hand.

"Don't call him, please," I said.

"What if he asks?"

"Tell him you don't know anything."

She nodded, and I continued what I had been doing. Unexpectedly, the phone rang. Jasper's name was displayed on the screen, and it was impossible not to answer the call.

He would contact everyone, and that would be a whole new drama if it were to happen.

"Take this, but don't say anything about me," I instructed the butler, who nodded and accepted Jasper's call. She seemed to have activated the speakerphone so I could hear what Jasper was saying.

"Where is my fiancée?" Jasper asked from across the room, but it seemed that the question was not directed at the butler because shortly after, an answer was heard.

"I-I tried to stop her, Alpha. She... I don't know what kind of demon possessed her so she could break free. She's just an omega, but-"

"Idiot!" Jasper's curse made the butler flinch. "Janice, is she there?"

"N-no, Alpha," the butler replied after seeing me shake my head. "She didn't come. Maybe she went somewhere or locked herself in her hotel room."

"Good," I said silently. However, I wasn't sure Jasper would believe her. He would surely return home soon. So I quickly gathered everything I needed and left the house.

"Miss Xesha, Alpha Jasper doesn't want you to leave. Stay a little longer until he returns and you can talk about everything."

It was very tempting. If I were still the foolish Xesha who was madly in love with Jasper, I might have believed Janice's words and decided to stay. It felt so hard to not see Jasper for even a single day.

I shook my head. Continuing the steps that had been blocked all along. Leaving the place that had given me so many memories over the years. Bitter and sweet.

There... Jasper and I spent every beautiful night together.

Even though he wasn't a romantic man who would always give gifts or sweet talk-he even seemed indifferent and didn't care about anything I did-I knew he wasn't the type of man who liked to cheat.

I still couldn't believe he did this for his dear friend.

Brandon was right. I was just a joke to Jasper because, in reality, he was so happy and looked at Helena with love as that damn woman walked down the aisle.

This wedding was a gift for her. Jasper had been planning it for a long time, and I, foolishly, believed that he loved me so much.

It was true that some people said I was naive. However, I hated Helena for a reason.

There was an incident that I still remembered very clearly and that was the beginning of my hatred for her.

One time Helena came to the mansion looking for Jasper. I was there and greeted her politely because I thought she was Jasper's business colleague, as she had claimed before.

She started to act arrogant when she found out that I was Jasper's fiancée.

"I'm sure Jasper knows who he should defend between you and me," she said, which stunned me and froze me for a split second.

Sure enough, she grabbed our engagement ring, then carelessly threw the small object, until it was scattered somewhere.

"What the hell are you doing, Miss Millian?" I stared at her sharply and, I don't know where the idea came from in her head, but she made it look like I had pushed her, and Jasper happened to be behind me.

"Helena!"

That one word was enough to make me realize who was between us at that moment. Jasper. He immediately helped Helena, who was moaning in pain, before turning to look at the person he thought was responsible for the crime against his dear fucking friend-me.

"Ouch! My arm hurts so much, Jase... you know it was broken during the tragedy before," she whimpered, and Jasper, full of concern and worry, rubbed the area she pointed to.

"Calm down, Helena. I'll call the doctor right away. You rest first, okay? I have to talk to Xesha," Jasper said, comforting her.

He then turned to me. His gaze sharp and cold, as if he were no longer looking at his fiancée whom he'd marry for love, but a criminal who had suddenly come to cause trouble.

He pulled my arm roughly, dragging me to the corner of the room, then slapped me.

"Jase... why did you do this to me? Why did you believe her so easily? She threw our engagement ring." I tried to defend myself. And do you know what his answer was?

"It's just a ring, Xesha. A FUCKING ring! Don't overreact! Don't be violent to her just because of something trivial."

"What? Just a ring?"

"Enough. I don't want to hear anything anymore. If you're rude to her again, I won't hesitate to lock you in the basement!" he snapped authoritatively, and that left me speechless.

I turned to Helena, who was grinning at me, then glanced at Jasper, who was paying her more attention. It felt like someone was tearing my heart out.

"There's one thing you need to know." Jasper turned to me and spoke after being sweet to Helena and rude to me. "For the next few days, she will be staying in this house. Since we will be discussing the company matters a lot, I hope you don't mind sleeping in the guest room for a while."

"What? You mean she's going to sleep with you?" I snorted in disbelief.

He pulled me away from Helena again and began to say what he wanted to say.

"Xesha, please... I want you to be fair. She is part of our company and she is here to train the new employees and I have chosen her to be my personal assistant-my beta. We need her. So... be nice."

"We", huh?

Funny that he chose as his beta someone who was mentally fragile and always used suicide as a weapon to get his attention. Seriously? This alone was strange, but I was really stupid at the time.

Jasper left me without waiting for my opinion. He went upstairs with Helena, where his office and our rooms were.

Meanwhile, I... was still standing where I was, staring after Jasper's departure in confusion then looking for my damn engagement ring.

Be nice? Does that mean I have to let my future husband sleep in the same room with that woman and endure the torment of my own thoughts about what they might be doing all night-every day, even every moment?

I used to think Jasper's behavior was because he wanted to maintain his company's stability, since he hadn't found a great assistant yet. However, after he decided to choose Helena as his beta, I began to doubt my existence in his life and in his heart.

I was foolish... but I knew now-after everything became even more painful.

***

The flames before me looked like a dance of rage that, if it grew, would consume not only everything nearby, but everything in this world. Just like my my anger. I threw something into it-a wedding dress that should have been mine alone, but without my knowledge, had been duplicated for the sake of betrayal.

"Xesha!" A voice broke my reverie and I immediately turned around, leaving the wedding dress that hadn't completely burned. Jasper grabbed my arm, stopping me in my tracks.

He came here. It must be because he thought that I was just sulking and would always come back to him like before.

He was wrong to think that.

He turned toward the flames and realized that I had destroyed my wedding dress. He stared blankly at the fire for the split second and foolishly tried to put it out. But, of course, he failed.

He stared intently at me for a moment without saying a word. Meanwhile, I tried to avoid his gaze. There was nothing left to salvage from this relationship.

I couldn't possibly stay with a man who had asked me to give up my place to another woman. He had even impregnated her. He thought marriage was a joke? Not to me.

"Xesha, where are you going?" he asked, but as if he didn't need an answer, he grabbed my suitcase from my hands. "Come in. Let's talk inside."

He was still the same authoritarian Jasper who always wanted to win over me.

"I'm not going back there."

"What do you mean?" he asked in a weakened tone that made me reluctant to say this. However, the hard slap I received on my wedding day made me certain of my decision this time.

"Come on... it's just a marriage. Look at the proof. Your name is still written on our marriage certificate. I'll show you if you don't believe me."

"No, Jasper. Enough. I don't want that anymore. You can give it to her."

"Xesha, don't make a scene. Are you deliberately acting like this to get my attention? Come on... don't be childish. Grow up, like Helena."

I laughed bitterly at his words. Every word he said, especially when he mentioned that woman's name, felt like thousands of needles piercing my heart.

I stared at the pair of hazel eyes that I used to admire. Now, just looking at them for a moment brought me incredible pain. I didn't want to see those beautiful eyes looking at Helena with admiration, while he had never done the same for me all this time.

"Grow up like Helena, huh?" I laughed again. "I'm not immature, nor am I seeking your attention, Jasper. I'm just asking for what should be mine. Today, you proved that you can't do that, and I don't want to hope anymore, so... let's break up."

Xesha's POV

I had finished what I wanted to say. I wanted to turn away immediately, but my gaze accidentally fell on Jasper's face. He was silent, his gaze unfocused, and his face darkened.

He didn't say anything after I waited for a while. However, as I was about to turn away, his strong hand grabbed my wrist again. He stared intently at me with an expression I couldn't interpret.

"Are you serious?" he asked with a blank stare. "I already said that I would even prepare a more luxurious wedding party for you. You're still gonna be my Luna. I will crown you immediately after our wedding. Why are you sulking like this?"

Sulking? He thought I was sulking like I had always done to him?

Three years of engagement and all that time Helena had monopolized Jasper from me-on the grounds that she was experiencing a mental breakdown-until he finally chose her to be his beta-to make her feel secure. Didn't he realize that the problem started with him and that damn woman?

Jasper was probably tired after spending all day putting in so much effort for Helena and now he no longer had any patience left for me. I could tell from how tightly he was gripping my hand now.

"I'm serious. We're breaking up. I can't reject you because you're not even my mate and you've never said anything about it. No wedding, no Luna coronation. We're done," I replied with a conviction that Jasper had probably never seen in me before.

I, who he always thought of as spoiled, childish, immature, and always causing trouble to get his attention, was now convinced to end the relationship we had built over five years.

He promised me a lavish wedding, a coronation as his Luna, and everything he said he wouldn't give Helena, just so I wouldn't sulk.

Didn't he say marriage was just a formality? Then what was the point of the big party, the magnificent dress, and everything else he promised? No matter what, I would always be the third party.

I was his fiancée and should have been his lawful wife, his future Luna, enjoying a dream wedding, walking down the aisle and standing at the altar to exchange vows with him, but instead Helena got it all.

I was the one who seemed to steal Jasper away from a seductive woman named Helena, who would always have a special place in his heart. She would always be the most important person to him for all kinds of reasons, and he would never care about me, who had to endure the pain in silence.

Just like what happened when we were trying on wedding dresses. The dress fit me perfectly, but suddenly Helena came and snatched it from the hands of the employee who was about to hand it to me.

"I want this one," she said, then turned to Jasper. "Jase... it's okay, right?"

Jasper nodded, which made me furious, so I snatched the dress from her hands. "Didn't you see that she was handing this dress to me? It's mine and it fits my figure perfectly." I turned to Jasper. "Jasper, say something."

"It's just a dress, Xesha, come on... don't overreact. You can choose another one. Your body is beautiful, it will definitely fit anything."

"So you mean my body isn't beautiful?" asked Helena in a spoiled voice. Jasper laughed.

"That's not what I mean, Helena. It's just so Xesha doesn't make a scene. Choose whatever you like."

"You're fucking kidding me. Why is she here, by the way? She's not the one getting married, Jasper. She can choose another dress, not the one I ordered in my size."

All eyes were on Helena when I finished saying that loudly, and Jasper realized that I had just made his beloved bestie the topic of conversation-I saw several people whispering while staring at her.

Helena's face turned red and her eyes welled up with tears. She threw my dress down and ran out, while Jasper immediately chased after her.

I followed them as they stopped in front of the boutique. There, I saw Helena slap Jasper-something I had never done in all my life with him. And Jasper accepted the woman's treatment without complaint. Imagine if I did that to him.

He froze. But then, he took Helena's hand and kissed it.

"Your hand must hurt from slapping me. But you can do it again if you need to, if it calms your anger."

What? That's fucking ridiculous.

"I'll talk to Xesha about this." He then turned toward the boutique and noticed I was there. "Apologize to her," he said.

"What? Why? She's the one who ruined our moment, Jase."

"Apologize, I said. You have humiliated her in front of many people." I remained silent because I didn't feel I had done anything wrong. Why was Jasper defending her so fiercely? "Let's go home now. The longer we stay outside, the more your true nature will be revealed. Wild and uncontrollable."

He finally lost his patience and dragged me towards the car, but stopped when Helena called him.

"What about me, Jase?" she asked with a pleading face-the most effective tactic she always used to seduce my stupid fiancé.

"Get in. I'll take you home."

"I don't want to be in the same car with that omega. Her level could rub off on me. And you saw how she talked to me earlier, right? I don't want to give her the chance to do that again."

Jasper sighed heavily, then opened the door and pulled me out roughly. "Go home in a taxi. Don't ever go out without my permission. Do you hear me?!"

The car drove away and didn't even consider turning back.

This time, I was the one who would leave and never look back.

I had been through this for a long time. I should have gotten out of this relationship long ago, but foolishly, I always went back to Jasper.

Every time he manipulated me, I always came back and forgave him. I let him control my life, making me feel worthless as if no one loved me but him, and it was no wonder Brandon dared to treat me badly.

Because I never protected myself.

"Xesha... I'm giving you one last chance. Come in and don't do anything stupid like this again," Jasper said again, making me awakened from my reverie. Hearing his words, my chest felt even tighter.

"Have you ever once felt guilty about what you did to me, Jase? Just once."

He laughed mockingly. "Guilty? Where's the fault? Is it wrong for me to take care of my childhood friend who is suffering? Look at yourself. You have me. She doesn't."

"But that doesn't mean you should push me aside for her, Jase! Why can't you see that's where the problem lies? That's the root of the issue. You make me feel like I'm nobody in your life, while Helena..." I sighed heavily.

It's useless. He will never accept his mistake. I will always be the prime suspect for anything bad that happens between us, especially when it comes to Helena.

I used to accept his attitude with a smile, like a fool.

For now, I'm starting to think about myself. He will never feel guilty. Not even once has he ever bowed his head.

So, without saying much, I let go of Jasper's grip. I no longer looked at his face because there was nothing I wanted to remember about him.

Five years together, three years in a deeper relationship-engaged-none of that showed his love for me, beautiful memories, or sacrifice, except for pains.

He never once feared losing me. I was the one who was too afraid of losing him because, according to him, I was the one who wanted this marriage the most, so his family approved.

They pitied me for being just an omega. He always provided solutions to my every problem, making him feel like he was doing me a favor. And all of that made him act dominant and neglectful towards me.

"Don't worry. I will never turn back and beg you again. There will be no more spoiled and troublesome Xesha. You also don't need to persuade your Helena to understand all my attitudes anymore." I walked away after saying all that.

He didn't chase after me. However, when Janice asked him to persuade me to come back, he calmly said, "Just let her be. Let's see how long she can survive without me."

Forever, Jase... I'll make sure I survive forever without you.

In the car I was driving, leaving Westchester-carrying away my body and all my wounds-my cell phone rang. I ignored it because Jasper's name was displayed on the screen.

I didn't want anything to do with him anymore. I didn't want to care anymore. Even if it would destroy me-after talking calmly in front of him earlier, my tears were still falling. I was choked up, my chest tight as if it were about to explode.

Why did I hold all this in for so long? Why did I let him hurt me all this time?

Now, I should be happy. There would be no more pain and foolish waiting that always ended in disappointment. But why couldn't my tears stop?

"Please stop crying over that bastard, Xesha..." I muttered to myself, but my chest felt like it was about to explode. I sobbed for quite a while. My vision was blurry because of the tears that kept gathering in my eyes and spilling down my cheeks.

I kept driving and suddenly, out of nowhere, it started raining as if water was pouring from the sky.

With tears still streaming down my face and the rain starting to fog up my car windows, everything felt even more painful and heartbreaking.

"Jasper, you bastard! I'll never come back to you!"

With uncontrollable anger, I stepped on the gas pedal, and the car sped down the empty road. If I died, it would be better than having to feel the excruciating pain that continued to gnaw at my heart.

What if one day I met Jasper again? And he was with Helena, with their children... would I be able to face that?

I wiped away my tears, not paying much attention to the road. Until I failed to notice the car in front of me and reflexively hit the brakes. But it seemed too late.

A luxurious sports car with license plate "FX1SLR", came to a stop after a fairly hard collision with mine.