My husband Poisoned Our Son for Dating His Assistant on Valentine's Day

To ditch our pup and spend Valentine's Day with his assistant, my mate Ethan forced our injured son to go rock climbing—and poisoned him.

I rushed our dying child to the hospital, only to find my mate accompanying his assistant to a prenatal checkup.

Our son convulsed from fear and poison, but Ethan didn't care. “He's just an omega. A normal wolf would've healed instantly!”

I clenched the Moonblessed Herb in my pocket, worth a hundred million dollars. I'd stumbled upon it in the forest that morning and planned to surprise him today.

But now? It was time to sever our five-year mate bond.