Too Late My Mate!

Chapter 1

1,214 words

On our wedding day, my fiancé Alexander ran off to attend my adopted sister Rosalind's graduation ceremony.

Then he took Rosalind on a trip around the world.

What I didn't expect was that three months later, he sent someone back with a baby, and commanded me over the phone:

"The kid is getting in the way of my trip with Rosalind. You're not doing anything at home anyway, so take good care of him for us. When I get back to Frostmoon Pack, I'll marry you."

I stared silently at the baby that had already died, and before I could say anything, he hung up.

Three years later, his world tour with Rosalind finally ended.

Skinny and tanned, Alexander stood at my parents' doorstep wearing sunglasses, dragging a pile of luggage. He looked haggard, nothing like the handsome man he used to be.

He walked up to me and said arrogantly:

"Don't worry, you're still my mate. Rosalind is generous—she's willing to be the mistress. But she gave birth to my child, so I have to give her a wedding. I can't let her suffer anymore. After I hold the ceremony with her, I'll mark you."

When he tried to hug me, I quickly dodged.

What he didn't know was that three years ago, I had already married his uncle, Alpha Noah.