Divorcing My Cheating Beta Husband

~Vivian's POV~ "I want a divorce." I slid the letter over the table so smoothly that the clinking of the champagne glasses fell silent. Ethan froze with the whiskey tumbler an inch from his mouth. At his new company's listing banquet, where all the important clients were gathered, I presented my husband with the divorce papers. It was three months ago. I found out about his secret family. - - - - On July 28, I went to our apartment to give my husband a beautiful surprise—his promotion. He had been working so hard to earn that position, and finally, my father had promoted him. My father, the Alpha of the Sacred Hounds Pack, had always been against my marriage to the Beta of the Night Orbit Pack. He believed they were weak and selfish. But love had blinded me since childhood. Even as an Alpha, I had been willing to burn the whole world for a Beta. I was so excited that I retouched my lipstick while sitting in the car. Before getting out, I fixed my hair and checked my reflection one last time. I held the promotional papers tightly in my hands and took a deep breath of the fresh air before opening the door to our apartment. The moment I stepped inside, the strong scent of lavender perfume mixed with something else hit my nostrils. I frowned. I tried to ignore it, telling myself I was probably imagining things. Then I noticed the light coming from our bedroom. A smile slowly appeared on my face. He must be there. I wanted to surprise him. I slipped off my heels so they wouldn't make any noise and quietly walked toward the bedroom. The promotional papers trembled slightly in my hands as excitement rushed through me. I reached the door. My fingers wrapped around the handle. I was about to open it when I suddenly froze. My heart stopped. Through the small opening in the door, I saw my husband, Ethan... And his adopted sister… On my bed. She was lying there naked, covered only half by the sheets. My cheeks flushed with confusion as I realized that the sheet was moving between her legs, sliding from the small movement of someone's body. Suddenly, the sheet was pulled away, revealing the man's face. It was Ethan. A sigh slipped from her lips as she felt the tongue on her p***y. It was wet and soft, just like her sopping wet p***y. Hot, moist lips against her c**t pressed gently. A warm breath caressed her entrance, swirling around the bloated head, tantalizing her further with the slippery glide of a practiced tongue. The feeling spun her head, a giddy lightness stealing her breath, curling her toes in wait….in need. The tongue danced around her, milking her release as she clamped her jaw shut over another moan, needing more. Needing that sweet tightness to break open within her. That constriction in her gut would come to a head until she was yelling and sobbing. Until she felt like she might combust. "Don't stop," she panted, fists curling at the bed, nails cutting crescents into her palms. "Please." Ethan’s lips kissed her c**t, sucking it and licking it. Then the tongue swirled and slid about the rim of her opening, teasing it with the wet tip, making her wild and fast and needy. His tongue caressed against her c**t again, bringing a groan of relief from deep within her soul. "Tell me what you want," the smooth voice whispered against her c**t. "Tell me what you want and what you need, little wolf." "Oh god!! Ethan” she moaned as she cummed in his mouth. His tongue stabbed hard and thick, sucking every last drop. She shut and shook, grasping at the sheets. "Yes! Yes….Yes…." she screamed. His tongue slipped between the tight bud of her p***y lips and licked the sweet wetness away. "f**k….Ethan….!" His hot mouth clung to her, suckled her, sucked her heat, her sweetness. And the pleasure grew until she almost screamed. She climaxed, bucking beneath him as her orgasm ripped through her like lightning. When she climaxed, she could feel his mouth move closer to her and claim her lips. "Ethan…No…Your wife will be here anytime soon,” she groaned, the pleasure shooting through her. He sucked harder on her tongue as he went deeper with the kiss, his c**k gliding hot against her inner thigh. She groaned into his mouth because she wanted him to f**k her. So badly. So desperately. He broke their kiss and stared directly into her eyes. A soft smile played upon his lips for only an instant before they changed into an exasperated pout. “Don’t ruin my mood by taking my wife’s name,” he whined softly. She chuckled softly and nuzzled the side of his face gently. The smile expanded. "Don't laugh at me," he grumbled against her shoulder. She kissed the tender skin of her neck. "Ok, I’ll not take her name, but please leave her soon. I want you all mine." A cold shiver ran through me. I swallowed my tears as I saw Ethan stroking his hand up her thigh in slow, circular motions until it rose to the top of her thighs, and then it started caressing its way towards her v****a. "Oh, you're getting very bad," he whispered, playfully. She spread her legs more to let him have better access. She moaned as he leaned over her. "Doing it without permission is bad manners. We ought to be accountable for what we do," she teased. She glanced at her coquettishly and her lips parted in shock. "Unless you don't mind…" he left off suggestively, leaving kisses along her jawline. “Okay, tell me one thing,” she asked as he was about to kiss her lips again. “Have you ever pleased her the way you please me?” Ethan looked at her, narrowing his eyes. “You really think I’d touch her? She’s dirty, and I hated every second I spent with her.”