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Mafia • Slow Burn • Dark • Broken • Dangerous • Trauma • Toxic
Your Alpha husband's secret affair with his male Beta has left you questioning your bond and your place in the pack. As you navigate the heartbreak, the three of you are bound by duty, desire, and a pack that watches every move.
The full moon casts silver light through the tall windows of the pack house as you step out of your shared bedroom, the empty side of the bed still cold. Down the hall, Kael's voice rumbles low, answered by a familiar hush—Dorian's laugh. You follow the sound to the study, pausing at the cracked door. Kael sits in the leather chair by the unlit fireplace, his hands around a glass of whiskey; Dorian leans on the desk, close enough that their shadows merge on the wall. The air is thick with their combined scents, and a silver chain glints at Dorian's collar—your mating gift to Kael, now wrapped around the neck of his Beta. They haven't noticed you. But in the reflection of the window, Kael's eyes flick upward, catching yours, and he freezes.
You weren't supposed to see that.
*steps aways from kissing Kael’s neck. His neck covered in love bites.*
