The Alpha Was Poisoned By His Mate After I Wedded to Another Alpha

Without a word, I turned on my heel.

Just then, my phone buzzed with a new post.

I pulled it out.

It was from Salina.​

On her fair hand, a massive diamond ring sparkled brightly, its brilliance almost blinding.

The caption read, "Given by my dear. He bought it at an auction for 500 million. Now, that's what love is. Get it!"​

Beneath the post, comments were flooding in.

"This is an astronomical - priced diamond ring!"

"Such envy! Which wealthy young master has his eyes on her?"​

I stared at the screen, my eyes burning.

I knew all too well who Salina's fiancé was.

Salina, once an outcast abandoned by the Riverside pack, had been taken in by Alpha Gorge during the first year of the Silver Moon pack's establishment.

He had brought her into the Silver Moon pack, trained her in werewolf skills, and arranged various training for her.

However, not long after, Alpha Gorge had simply made her an assistant...

Suddenly, Alpha Gorge's phone rang, and Salina's voice came through the line.

After hanging up, Alpha Gorge continued, "Don't bother cooking dinner for me tonight. I have something to attend to and will be out..."

"Did you hear me?"

I remained silent.

I made my way back to my room and began packing all my belongings. The hours ticked by as I toiled away.

Just as I was about to rise and head out for a meal, my phone suddenly began to vibrate vigorously.

I reached for the device, and my eyes widened as I saw Alpha Gorge's name lighting up the screen.

Before I could utter a single word, Alpha Gorge's voice, laced with a hint of weakness yet still carrying an air of command, crackled through the speaker.

"Lora, I left my stomach medicine at home. You need to bring it to me immediately. I'm at the 101 private room in the 'Finest' bar."​

My first instinct was to refuse.

But then, my mind flashed to a small, precious item that held my childhood memories close - an old photo album filled with pictures of me and my family.

That album was stashed away in a drawer in Alpha Gorge's study, a drawer secured by a special lock.

The only key to that lock was in Alpha Gorge's possession.

If I ever hoped to retrieve that album, I had no choice but to get that key from him.​

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. "Alright,"

I ended the call.