Marry the Alpha, Ditching My Mate of Ten Years

I'm about to get married under the witness of the Goddess of the Moon. However, Carl Erickson, my partner of ten years, doesn't know it yet.

Carl has recently hired a new assistant—Ivy Keating. Everyone in the wolf pack knows something amorous is going on between them; they frequently "discuss work" until the wee hours of the night.

A celebration that's supposed to be for our anniversary turns into Ivy's birthday celebration. Carl orders a ten-layer mango cream cake for the celebration—it's Ivy's favorite.

They get cream everywhere, but they've forgotten I'm seriously allergic to mangoes. A regular mango is as lethal to me as wolf venom is.

I'm taken away by an ambulance to be rescued, and I'm alone when I wake up. Carl is still at the party, celebrating Ivy's birthday.

My wolf growls unhappily, and my love for Carl dies. It's then that I agree to the marriage my family has arranged for me. I'm going to marry a true Alpha.

Mom wasted no time arranging the wedding.

I had just returned home from the hospital and barely had time to take off my shoes when she sent over a dozen wedding plans for me to choose from.

Scrolling through the options on my phone, I felt a swirl of emotions.

I didn't want to make any decisions.

As I hesitated, Mom called me directly.

"My dear Blaire, if Carl truly wanted to marry you, he wouldn't have delayed it for so many years. Everyone knows he's only using you to secure his position as the pack's leader. You deserve better. It's not too late to change your mind now.

"The marriage alliance with the Darknight Pack has been finalized, and I've prepared everything for the wedding. It's set for three days from now. Take your time packing; there's no rush."

Her tone was calm and commanding.

It turned out everything had been so obvious to everyone else all along. Meanwhile, I had been hopelessly ensnared by Carl Erickson's empty promises.

"Mom, just pick one for me. I like them all, but I prefer to keep the wedding simple."

At that moment, my mate, Carl, suddenly appeared behind me. Hearing the word "wedding," he immediately asked, "Wedding? What wedding?"

Then, he held my waist and tried to lean into the phone.

Startled, I quickly put it away.

Carl reached out to grab it from me, but his phone started ringing before he could. When he answered the call, I could hear a woman's delicate and distressed voice on the other end.

"Carl, I just left the office, and I think someone's following me! Do you think it's someone from a rival company? What should I do? I'm so scared! I've been circling the parking lot, but I can't shake him!"

Something primal seemed to awaken in Carl instantly. His eyes glimmered with urgency and anger as he replied, "Don't worry. Find somewhere safe. I'll be right there."

As soon as the call ended, any mention of the