My Alpha Gave Our Home to Another Woman, So I Walked Away

Before winter arrived, my partner Marcus Vale made an unprecedented move by asking me to put aside my tribal affairs and take my son to a neighboring tribe by the sea for a rest and recuperation.

"You've worked hard all these years."

I thought he had finally noticed how tired I was.

When I returned to the castle with the last grain convoy, I found my trunk and my son's bedding piled up in the corridor.

The door was ajar, and Noah Vale's cautious voice could be heard from inside.

"Dad, I've already given up my room, why does Mom have to move out too?"