My Alpha Wants His Mistress to Bear an Heir

Elara, my mate's first love, posted something today that made my heart sink—a colored ultrasound picture. The caption read: "My love and I are expecting our first pup."

Before I could even think, I hit like and commented, "Congrats to you both." My wolf stirred uneasily, sensing the storm brewing just beneath the surface.

Moments later, my phone buzzed. The screen flashed the name Darius—my mate. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding, knowing this conversation wouldn’t go the way I wanted.