Rejecting My Traitor Mate

Synopsis

The soft morning light filtered through the nursery curtains, casting a golden glow over my sleeping son's face. My heart swelled with a love so profound it nearly brought tears to my eyes. After three agonizing years of trying, of monthly disappointments and whispered prayers to the Moon Goddess, he was finally here—my miracle, my little Alexander. "There you go, my sweet boy," I whispered, gently adjusting the soft blue blanket around his tiny form. His eyelids fluttered at the sound of my voice, revealing eyes that would one day shift to the amber of his wolf. For now, they remained newborn blue, innocent and trusting. My fingers traced the delicate curve of his cheek. Just two days home from the pack healer's facility, and already I couldn't imagine life without him. The pain of childbirth seemed a distant memory compared to this overwhelming joy. My wolf, Aria, purred contentedly within me. *Our pup. Our beautiful, perfect pup.* The nursery door swung open without warning. I looked up, expecting to see the omega nursemaid bringing the morning bottle. Instead, Marcus filled the doorway, his broad shoulders blocking the light from the hallway. My mate, my Alpha, the father of my child—yet something in his expression sent an involuntary shiver down my spine. "Claire." His voice was cool, businesslike. No trace of the tenderness one might expect from a new father. And then I noticed her standing slightly behind him—Rachel Davis, my supposed best friend. The