My Mate Stole My Child’s Life, So I Stole His Crown

Summary

On our sixth anniversary, I carried two gifts into Alpha Travis Wolfe’s Alpha office, a black velvet box with the keys to the Lamborghini Revuelto he’d been obsessing over, and a pregnancy test with two pink lines. Tonight, I wanted to give him everything: the car of his dreams, and the news that he’d be a father again.

But the moment I stepped inside, my world shattered.

Alpha Travis Wolfe wasn’t alone. Lorie Hale, my best friend, my daughter’s Luna-godmother, sat on his desk, blouse undone, lips swollen, his hand gripping her thigh.