The Alpha Impregnated His Mistress, I Left the Pack

My Alpha husband, Malachi, brought his mistress into our pack house on our seventh Moon Anniversary.

"Casey is carrying my pup. You will see to her every need," he commanded, pulling a chair for her without glancing at me. "If it’s a male, he’ll be the heir to the pack."

"She’s a delicate Omega, so be accommodating. Don’t let your jealousy ruin the pack harmony."

I didn’t say a word. I just grabbed my suitcase and headed for the door.

Seeing me leave, Casey’s eyes filled with tears. "Malachi, please... I’m grateful the Luna doesn't hate me. Don't fight because of me."