Cheated by My Mate, Bound to His StepbrotherCHAPTER 1

It's been years of trying to conceive, I stumbled upon a message from a woman named Quinn on my mate Benedict's phone.

[My new nightgown feels a little tight. Maybe you could help me see if it's too small?]

Attached was a picture—a woman draped in a red silk slip, the deep V-cut leaving little to the imagination. Her golden curls cascaded over bare shoulders, and her lips were parted in a way that suggested an invitation.

My grip on the phone tightened as I scrolled up, searching for previous messages. Until now, their conversations had been formal—mostly about pack duties. I frowned.

Was this a mistake? A message meant for someone else. Or was it something far worse?

Before I could dwell on it, a strong arm snaked around my waist. The scent of pine and embers filled my nose as Benedict pressed against my back, his breath warm against my ear.

"You're snooping through my phone, sweetheart?" His voice was laced with amusement, but I wasn’t in the mood for his charm.

I turned to face him, lifting the screen between us. "Explain."