Making My Fated Alpha Mate Regrets Betraying MeCHAPTER 1

After three years of loving Tristan Callen with everything I had, he finally gave me flowers. 9,999 roses and a set of silk lingerie for my 25th birthday. A grand, sweeping gesture that felt like a dream. I posted it online, eager to share a rare moment of happiness.

But the dream shattered when Selene Ashford, his preferred mate, commented beneath my post: [Some people are just desperate enough to settle for scraps.]

I stared at the words, my chest tightening. The roses, the gifts… they weren’t meant for me. They were hers, as always. And the mansion he’d just bought? Not for us, but for her.

I should’ve known better.

Still, I needed answers. So I grabbed the flowers and drove to Selene’s new place, just outside our pack’s territory. The moment I stepped inside, I found them together, seated at a candlelit table, laughing like nothing else in the world existed.