The Human Defect Is The White Wolf Queen

Five years ago, I was kicked out of my pack for being a "defect"—a wolf who couldn't shift.

Today, I returned to the Alpha Summit, not as a dignitary, but as a cleaner scrubbing the floors.

"Look at the stray dog," my ex-fiance Liam sneered, tossing a wad of cash at my feet.

His new partner, Seraphina, laughed cruelly.

"Take it and buy your bastard child some food. Then get out of my sight."

I tried to ignore them, but my three-year-old son ran out to defend me.

When Seraphina tried to strike him, a shockwave of pure, dark Alpha energy blasted her back.