Forsaken By The Prince, Destined For The Alpha King

On the day of my marriage alliance, I arrived at the Crown Prince's manor as his legitimate betrothed. But to them, I was just the "wolfless" trash of a fallen family.

Instead of opening the gates, they welcomed me by throwing a poisoned, rotting dog corpse right at my carriage.

My own maid conspired with the Prince's mistress to frame me for carrying a pure silver dagger—a crime of treason in our werewolf kingdom. Even after I exposed their lies and proved my innocence, the Crown Prince didn't care.