My Mate Got Another Wolf Pregnant

He'd been my mate for three years and spoiled me rotten.

Everyone called him the perfect mate.

The pack's full moon banquet had just ended when he stopped me at the door, begging:

"Iris, I was drugged. Lily's pregnant with my child."

I smiled and forgave him. Then I turned around, rushed to get my passport sorted, and rejected him.

Before leaving, I took one last look at our home.

He had no idea I'd already overheard him whispering to Lily:

"Iris is so boring in bed. You're way sexier."