The Ragpicker Mate He Cast Aside

I'm Isabelle, once just a ragpicker.

Little did I know that I would fall head over heels in love with Xavier Langston, the crown prince of the Brookmere pack.

The pack's ancient edict was clear and unyielding – no heir should bond with a lowborn she-wolf. But Xavier, driven by his love for me, renounced his inheritance without hesitation.

He endured ninety-nine lashes and knelt in the ancestral shrine for three long moons.

However, to satisfy his family's demands, he bedded Claire Sinclair multiple times, all in the name of siring heirs.