My Alpha Used Me for Power, Now He Begs for Mercy

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my husband forgot me. By nightfall, someone buried me alive.

For a year, I secretly worked extra duties inside Blackthorn Palace, saving every coin to buy Alpha Damon Blackthorn the sports car he always wanted. I thought our fifth anniversary would finally make him see me.

Instead, Damon forgot our anniversary because the day belonged to Rowena, his first love.

He dismissed my pain, left without looking at my gift, and later ordered me to bring Rowena a replacement gown.

Like always, I obeyed.