El Alfa Caído: De Rodillas ante la Nueva Reina

My Alpha husband, with calculated cruelty, cast me aside. Only to immediately marry a manipulative hussy. Little did he know, his "true love"—the one he swore to protect with his life—was nothing but a discarded plaything, a sex slave passed around by others. And the child she carried? Not his. Not even close. He, once the revered Alpha of our pack, became the pathetic joke of the entire clan. Deserted by his own blood, betrayed by all, his legs were brutally broken. Ragged and broken, he knelt in the biting snow, tears streaming down his face, begging me for forgiveness. But me? I was already with the most formidable Alpha of the strongest pack.