The Alpha’s Silver Ruin
Seven months pregnant with our heir, I was on the front lines, fighting for my Alpha mate, Ethan.
I’d just secured a thirty-million-dollar territory for our pack and rushed home, eager to surprise him with the news.
But as I neared the council room, the broken sobs of his adopted sister, Tessa, stopped me cold.
"A low-born Silver Wolf like Sophia... she's not worthy of being our pack's Luna."
"Ethan, we're the ones who are fated to be together. Mark me... please?"
My blood ran cold.
I expected Ethan to shove her away, to defend my honor.
Instead, he caressed her cheek, his voice a soft, gentle murmur that cut me deeper than any blade.
"Just give me a little more time, Tessa. On the next blood moon, I'll sever my bond with Sophia."
My world shattered. I fled, only to be cornered and brutally murdered by Tessa.
She framed my death as an attack by a rogue wolf before tossing my body from a cliff.
It wasn’t until the news of my death reached him that Ethan finally broke.
He fell to his knees at the edge of that same cliff, his agonized howl echoing into the night.
"Sophia… I was wrong. Please, just come back to me."