His Sister Killed Our Pup. I Sold My Alpha to the Hunters.

Synopsis

Seven years ago, my Alpha's sister killed one of our twin pups, and that night she was in his bed. I sold my Alpha to the hunters and ran with the pup who lived. Every morning since, I've burned wolfsbane into my wrists so he can't smell me. Today I skipped it. Just once. He never knew there were two.