Not My Idea Of Mate

Yes, I'm a fucking werewolf. No, I'm not liked by most. No, I was never abused, but I wasn't treated equally—if that even counts. And yes, my mate had another she-wolf by his side the entire time he knew we were mates, but he prefered that low-life bitch who wanted nothing but power. But did I care? No. Did I suffer from when he mated with the she-wolf? Sorta. But did I run away? Fuck no! I stood my ground because I was heir to the strongest pack in North America, I was a Female Alpha. If he was gonna reject his own mate, fine with me. But when that she-wolf finds her mate and leaves him, we'll see who's weak and who isn't. After all, he's Not My Idea Of Mate.