The Alpha Widow's Revenge
997 Views · Ongoing · Agatha Christie
"Give Lydia half your beast core blood—you owe our clan that much!"
Facing the man who wore my brother-in-law Arthur's face but carried my dead husband Carlisle's distinct scent, I didn't fight back. I let him drive the blade into my chest.
Three years married, and Carlisle died in the border beast surge. I'd tried to follow him in death so many times that grief had nearly bled me dry—only to catch him alive, faking his death so he could marry his precious sister-in-law under his brother's name.
To keep his cover, he stood by while his new woman degraded me, even forced me to sign a slave contract that stripped me of all dignity.
He thought I loved him too much to ever leave.
Until I drained every drop of blood that carried his mate bond and disappeared.
That's when this arrogant bastard finally lost it completely.
Facing the man who wore my brother-in-law Arthur's face but carried my dead husband Carlisle's distinct scent, I didn't fight back. I let him drive the blade into my chest.
Three years married, and Carlisle died in the border beast surge. I'd tried to follow him in death so many times that grief had nearly bled me dry—only to catch him alive, faking his death so he could marry his precious sister-in-law under his brother's name.
To keep his cover, he stood by while his new woman degraded me, even forced me to sign a slave contract that stripped me of all dignity.
He thought I loved him too much to ever leave.
Until I drained every drop of blood that carried his mate bond and disappeared.
That's when this arrogant bastard finally lost it completely.













































