My Wife Gifted Me A Bowl Of Poison

For the sake of a mere omega plaything named Caspian, the Alpha Luna proposed at the Blood Moon Gala that she should be allowed to take two mates.

I refused to lower my dignity as a high-ranking wolf of the Sterling Pack, so I turned my back on her and married Seraphina Blackwood, who had claimed to love me for years.

After our mating ceremony, we lived in what seemed like perfect harmony, our souls supposedly in sync.

It wasn't until our sixth year of marriage that I discovered the obsidian