The Alpha and His Pet

My mother was killed right in front of me by the werewolf pack's alpha. Before I found out she wasn't my biological mother, I buried my animosity toward him and blamed him for everything bad that had ever happened to me.

But that doesn't make him a saint, especially since he's the one who's decided to use me as a pawn in his power struggle by mating me off to one of the more brutal alphas.

It wasn't until I was mated to My Alpha that I realized I was nothing more than a toy in my own father's hands, after he'd tossed me around like a toy all my life.