The Sea-Den Alpha’s Betrayed Mate

My consort's secret scent-mate took advantage of my absence from the territory to brazenly move into my pack estate. He wore my clothes, drank from my private reserve of aged moonwine, and dared to dream of climbing into my bed to claim my mate.

What he didn't expect was that my foster-dam caught him in the act. She sent word for me to return immediately. When I arrived, I had my enforcers strip the clothes from his body and snap one of his legs before throwing him out beyond the territory markers.