My Ex Cheated With My Millions, So I Ruined His Pack

Nathan’s patent celebration was grand. I wore my plainest clothes, sitting in the darkest, most unremarkable corner of the Silvercrest Pack’s assembly hall.

I wanted to surprise him.

We had been married for seven years, and I had been his hidden treasury.

To support his research on the "miracle antidote that could change the fate of all werewolves," I had given him every single penny of the 300 million dollars left by my late Bloodmoon Pack.

But when the spotlight hit the stage, the host invited his family to step up.