He Made Me Invisible, I Made Him IrrelevantCHAPTER 1
On the night of my thirtieth birthday, my husband, Alexander Blackwood, Alpha of Silver Crest pack brought his pregnant mistress home.
With cold detachment, he listed his demands.
"Victoria gets migraines from strong scents. Burn all your clothes. I can smell your cheap perfume in the fabric."
"She's been having anxiety attacks since the pregnancy. From now on, you'll sleep in the basement storage room so she can have our bedroom."
Without uttering a word, I picked up the small bag I had hidden behind the coatrack and headed for the door.
Our elderly butler, who'd practically raised me after my parents died, tried to stop me with tears in his eyes, but Alexander merely laughed.
"Let her go with her pathetic little act. She has nowhere else to go. I've made sure of that."
Right then, Victoria smirked and whispered something in Alexander's ear. He nodded with a cruel smile spreading across his face.
"Actually, before you leave, entertain us. Get on your knees and beg Victoria's forgiveness for being such a disappointment. If you do it convincingly enough, I might allow you to stay in the gardener's shed instead of the basement."