The Defective Mate He Rejected Is A White Wolf

I stood at the altar in my lace gown, the heiress of the Sterling Pack, waiting to marry the man I had protected for years.

To soothe his fragile ego, I had taken suppressants to hide my wolf, letting everyone believe I was "defective" and unable to shift.

But when the priest asked for his vows, Liam didn't say "I do."

Instead, he looked toward the back of the hall where his pregnant mistress stood with a toddler.

"I can't let my bloodline die out with a broken mate," Liam announced to the entire city's elite.

He looked at me with cold, hard eyes.