The Alpha's Secret Son, My Stolen Cure

-dose antidote, the Moonpetal Elixir. My husband, Alpha Joshua, h

, I overheard his secret co

l Elixir to Ella C

strong son." He had a secret family. The past three years of

d my parents' sacred home with his mistress and their child. He planned to tel

wolf. He had no idea what kin

pain was excruciating, but I walked out of that house of lies, leaving only

pte

LEEN

ring ghost in the back of my mind, and chained my body to this bed. But today, there was hope. A single, perfect bloom o

ragile, unfa

t sever: the Mate Bond. It was a faint, frayed thread connecting me to my husband, Alph

e link between Mates is supposed to be a sacred, private channel. Mine with Joshua had grow

roar, not meant for me. He was mind-lin

Campbell's mother," Joshua's mental

e. My mind felt foggy, slo

confusion. "But Alpha... the elixir was

e poison itself. My heart, which usually bea

mage of my own pale face, quickly shoved aside. "Ella gave me a son. A heal

so

e had a son with another woman. The realization didn't come wi

elt in years, let out a long, mournful

meals, read to me, held my hand as I shivered with fever. He told the pack he was

s one was softer, filled with a woman's laughter and the happy g

ddy," Ella's voice purred.

hadn't heard directed at me in years. "I just have

t. The silence in th

perfect mask of loving concern. He was handsome, with dark hair and eyes

my love?" he asked, hi

t. It wasn't the scent of pack business, of documents and warrior swea

whispered, the words sc

talking about? I was in

, my voice gaining a sliver of st

fore he masked it. He thought my sense

parents, the former Alpha and Luna, had built a powerful home, the Alpha's manor. As their only daughter, my blood was tied to its very

foun

my father used to hold council. He was bouncing a small boy with dark hair on his knee. Tara. Ella was beside him, beaming, and around her neck

rents' bedroom. On their bed. The sacredness of the place was

threatened to crush me. But beneath the pai

ed me. He had dishonor

oken on my bedside table. A communication rune. I presse

eaching out to my mother's sister in the neighboring Black Stone Pack.

ry and grief, echoed back in my mind.

ot die here, in this bed of lies. I would go to the Black Stone Pack. And I would find