Betrayed for a Mistress: The True Alpha Rises

ed me a bitter daily "tonic," claim

ithered wolf," too broken to shift

walked in wearing my silk robe, sm

't even try

ess's five children, sneering that since my wom

edical Summit, using me as a case study of f

ake. He thought I was to

me the truth just ho

it was Wolfsbane, designe

Medical records proved Damian had a

d gaslighting me for half a

timulant to clear the fo

to the world; I stripped him of h

traitor away, a scent hit me-thund

ngerous Alpha on the coast,

o me, sparks flying

wled, pulling me into his arm

pte

ley

ningless red ink. I pressed my fingers against my temples, trying to massage a

mian said, 'checking his reflection i

way-blonde hair, blue eyes-but his jaw was soft. He lacked th

y voice raspy. My throat always felt dry, no matter how much water I dran

e. "Specifically, a bonus for Casey. She's been working overti

as his favorite wo

l spirit that lives within every shifter-had gone silent. I couldn't shift. I couldn't hea

The Omega female Damian had hired si

heavy oak doo

ady," a soft, femin

her uniform. She was draped in a sil

tched. That

f her that made my stomac

my olfactory senses were sharper than a human's. And

of sweat, expensive van

wood an

Sovereign'. My custom-made perfume from Pa

neath the

mingled with Damian's own scent-mint and antiseptic

ng up. She blinked, surprised. "O

d the lapels of my robe tighter, hid

ss where my wolf had been sleeping, a low growl vibrate

whispered in my

My voice was quiet, but the tremor in

neck to an Alpha out of instinctual submission. But Casey stood

l. "I spilled coffee on my shirt. Damian said I

ipped the edge of the mahogany desk until my knuckles tu

platinum, shaped like the howling wolf crest o

uld hear his heart rate pick up. 'Thump-thump-thump.' The s

re," I c

. You're getting hysterical again. You know w

e!" I slammed my

echoed lik

uestion your ability to lead, Ainsley. You're unstable. You can

pulled out a small vial of blue

, who was now leaning against the doorframe,

verwhelming. It wasn't just a fling. The pheromones were

ping with he

went dead