Wrongly Accused As Alpha's Mistress

I should've known better. The day of my Awakening and my father’s wedding to Celine—a woman I barely knew—should’ve felt like a fresh start. Instead, it became a nightmare that ripped away every ounce of dignity I had left.

The Ravenhowl pack was gathered in full force for the celebrations. Celine had insisted on merging the two events, claiming it symbolized the union of family and pack. But now, standing there in my ceremonial gown, I could feel something was off.

“There she is!” Celine’s voice rang out. “The unwanted mate. The pack’s toy she-wolf.”