Chapter 1

The Thorne Pack has a sacred rule passed down for over a century:

The direct heirs must conceal their identities and leave the pack to face trials on their own.

Only the descendant who first gives birth to a pureblood Alpha heir is qualified to return and inherit the pack's centuries-old empire.

And I was the first of my generation to get pregnant.

Clutching the bloodline pregnancy report from the doctor, I ran all the way home without even putting on a coat.

With this child, I finally didn't have to hide my identity from Kael anymore.

We didn't have to live this penny-pinching life.

He wouldn't have to stay up all night, worrying about next month's rent for the borderland trading post he had struggled to keep afloat for three years.

But the moment I pushed the door open,

I saw my husband, Kael, the Alpha of the Marlow Pack, holding an Omega on the sofa, kissing her passionately.

The woman, with her clothes half-undone, looked up at me. A triumphant smirk curled on her lips.

Kael let go of her, his tone as casual as if he were talking about the weather. "Elara, let's end our marriage contract."

I quietly stuffed the pregnancy report back into my inner pocket.

He would never know that his Omega wife, the one who had suffered with him at the border and whom everyone looked down upon,

Had the most powerful, unreachable peak pack standing right behind her.

Fine.

Ditch the deadbeat father, keep my pup. See you never.

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