My Mate Dug Up My Father's Grave

I guarded my father's grave—a hero who died saving our pack.

One night, I found his runestone replaced by cheap pink marble. His ashes dumped in the flooded Under-Crypts.

The one who ordered it? Kael. My fated mate. The future Alpha.

He did it to bury a dead dog for Selene—an Omega from a foreign pack he was trying to impress.

When I confronted him, he rolled his eyes. “Your father is just a collection of old bones. It's not as if he can feel the cold.”

He thought I was a weak Beta who managed graves.

He didn't know I carry the bloodline of the White Wolf.