My Alpha's Mistress, My Son's Unmarked Grave

ath, I went to the Pack Archives to perf

My mate, Alpha Damien, had another child-a secret son

mergency, but I found them at a secret manor, laughing.

my world. My son didn't just slip and fall into the river. He ran i

air kille

e a tool of torture. It forced me to feel every second of his pleasure

es dug up and flushed down a sewer, and beat me with a silve

choice. I wouldn't seek rev

d forbidden magic, a ritual

, and every memory of my o

pte

HINA'

ocking circle. Four years. It had been four years to the day s

ng, smelling of ancient paper and secrets. Tonight, I was here to perform the final soul-soothin

ed wolf with cloudy eyes, greeted me w

-soothing," I said, my

und in dark leather. "Of course. We just need t

ackwood... your mate. One cub, Zayn Blackwood, deceased

d thick, settled in my

k. "A second cub. Orion. Moth

i

had been so obsessed with Damien that she'd been cast out, de

. It was Damien, using our Mind-Link. The sacred connection bet

elvet. "I love you. I'm caught up dealing with an u

ice. A lie. I could feel the falsehood of it, a s

thing since Zayn's death, s

it. Not my mate. Not the Alpha who was

ng a shaking finger at the ledger.

own on a slip of paper. I snatched it and

I hadn't visited in four years. I parked across the stre

en I s

My Alph

is handsome face. A woman with long, dark hair, Lila, was walking toward him.

oy shouted, ru

ched out, his hand settling naturally on the small of Lila's back, p

ike it was bei

a secret nest tucked away. I watched from the street as they played in the garden, Damien pushing the boy on a swing, Li

hrough the underground garage and hid behind a thick conc

h her scent. Not perfume. It was the primal, musky scent of a sh

listening. They we

day," Lila's voice was sweet,

oice was heavy. "It'

t night. We were just... lost in the moment. Our howls... how

rld st

d turne

playing by the riverbank. They told me he s

it w

ed, had terrified my little boy. He had run, scar

ensation flooded my senses, transmitted through the mate bo

s over my mouth t

home I shared with him. He was taking her, marking her, their bodies moving together in a rhythm of pu

just break. It