The Secret Alliance of the Lion Alpha and the Betrayed Luna

I pushed open the carved stone door to Alpha Axton’s study, planning to surprise him with a warm midday feast. What I found instead knocked the breath from my chest.

My mate—my legally bonded Alpha—had Vanya Redmist pinned against his obsidian desk, their mouths fused together, his claws tangled in her midnight hair. Scrolls and territorial maps littered the ground like fallen leaves.

They sprang apart at the echo of my boots across the granite floor. Vanya swiped her mouth with the back of her hand, tugging her tunic back into place, never once meeting my eyes.