The Alpha’s Punishment Her Faked Death, His Ruin

Summary

My mate's omega liaison deliberately destroyed a painting I'd poured two years of my soul into.

The canvas held moon-blessed pigments, each stroke infused with my rare bloodline's gift. I was furious. As punishment, I made her serve as a den-maid for three days—scrubbing floors at my exhibition while the pack watched.

Alaric said nothing at first. He carried on as if the incident had never occurred.

But three moons later, his pack's territory collapsed. Allied packs severed their blood oaths.