After My Alpha Framed Me for Bearing a Mongrel Pup, I Became the Lycan King's Mate

At my daughter's eighth birthday party, my Alpha husband publicly accused her of not being his own child.

Before I could even get a word out in defense, my adoptive parents slapped me across the face.

Meanwhile Liane—the girl my adoptive parents had just claimed as their long-lost biological daughter—was curled up in my husband's arms, her eyes as innocent as if she'd been the one wronged beyond measure.

"I'm so sorry, Willa. I only mentioned in passing that Mia doesn't look much like Elias. I never imagined he'd actually go to the werewolf clinic for a bloodline verification…"