He Killed My Son, So I Ruined his Kingdom

On the night I was meant to birth to the Alpha’s heir, I was abducted.

I thought it was a rogue pack, an attack meant to weaken Kale, my mate and Alpha of the Hallowfang. But I was wrong.

The enemy was Alpha Kale himself. They ripped the pup from my womb.

And as I lay paralyzed, they pressed a pillow over my newborn’s face, then placed his tiny, lifeless body in my arms like some sick trophy.

Alpha Kale stormed in moments later, covered in blood, acting like a savior. He held me, whispered lies into my ear, and promised we’d try again. I believed him.