Losing the Alpha: The Runaway Invisible Luna

On the day of my baby’s gender reveal, I saw a live stream from an alpha party. It caught my Alpha husband red-handed, dancing with another she-wolf.

He came back to me like nothing had happened.

“You’re pregnant, and I am an insatiable alpha. I did it to let off some steam so I won’t tire your pregnant body,” that was his excuse.

But every day with him was torture. The alpha who once promised me the most precious moonstone forgot his vow, and the next thing I knew, his mistress was the one wearing it.