My Cards Declined, My Alpha Mate's Crown Denied

My Mate, Alpha Cain, froze all my assets. Right when I was about to have our first pup.

The voice on the phone belonged to his new assistant. A smug Beta she-wolf named Jasmine.

She sneered. “Every penny you spend goes through me now. Cain bled for this pack. He won’t waste his money on a weak wolf who can’t even hold a shift.”

That same day, the contractions started. They rushed me to the pack hospital.

Every single one of my cards was declined.

But that wasn’t enough. She kicked my parents out of the "Moonlight Sanctuary," the new healing center I’d built for them. Threw them into a basic room.

Her reason?

“Two old-timers don’t deserve the Alpha’s resources.”

I laughed.

She had no idea. Those "old-timers"? They're the Alpha King and Luna of the Crestfall bloodline. The rulers of all the Northern packs.

She had no idea Cain’s pack, his mines, his Alpha title—everything he has—was a gift from the Crestfalls.

My parents were about to step down. To give me the entire North.

And to Cain.

Too bad.

Cain let his mistress humiliate the only true royalty he would ever touch.

Three days later, Cain threw a huge party. A welcome party for the powerful benefactor backing his Northern territory.

In front of all his guests, his Beta dialed the benefactor’s number.

A second later, my phone rang.