Stolen Heart: An Alpha's Sin for His Mistress
Our pup, Kyle Draven, is burning with a fever of 104 degrees Fahrenheit. His small body convulses as he cries out for his father.
But my husband, the Alpha, doesn't care. Julian Draven ignores our son's suffering because Kyle's cries might disturb his precious Linda Griffin.
"Linda's trying on evening gowns. Stop using Kyle to get my attention. You're pathetic."
Linda deliberately monopolizes my husband's time, then shows up with cake for Kyle like she's some saint. When Kyle eats it, he vomits black-purple blood.
The cake had Wolfsbane.
I confront her, desperate for answers, but Julian responds with a vicious slap and crushes me under his Alpha authority.
"Linda wouldn't hurt a fly. How could she poison anyone? You clearly framed her. What kind of mother poisons her own pup?"
He shatters my spine and throws both me and our dying pup into the Borderlands.
Just as he gives the order to kill us, a roar erupts from deep within the forest—the kind that makes every beast submit.
My childhood friend has returned.