My Alpha Used Me as a Surrogate

On the eve of my wedding, I caught my fiancé, Caleb, and my bridesmaid, Serena, tearing each other's clothes off.

The two of them didn't even look guilty.

Caleb looked me straight in the eye and said, "I don't love you, Lyra. I only proposed to get my hands on your father's throne as the leader of the Goldvein Pack."

I ripped up our marriage contract on the spot and told them both to get the hell out of my sight.

As soon as the sun rose, I packed my bags.

I swore I would never set foot in the Bramblefall Pack's territory again.

But just as my convoy crossed the border, we were blocked.