My name was Scarlett Ashford, Luna of the Silver Moon Pack. Desire had ruined me completely. It started the night I got wasted and wandered into the wrong bedroom. I stripped down, climbed under the covers, and reached for what I thought was my Alpha husband, Vincent Ashford. My fingers wrapped around a cock so thick and scorching-hot that my breath caught in my throat. It wasn't Vincent's. It was Sebastian Ashford's, his father's, and every inch of it screamed true Alpha. That one mistake destroyed me. After that night, I couldn't stop. I went back to him behind Vincent's back, over and over. Against the fogged-up glass of the shower, tangled in the sheets of a darkened bedroom, sprawled across the cold living room floor. Sebastian's cock split me open in ways Vincent never could, and the man fucked like he owned every nerve in my body. Deep in the back of my mind, my wolf Ayla let out a howl of pure submission, low, desperate, and completely without shame. Then Vincent came home early from his trip. He kicked the door open and found me pinned beneath his father, both of us naked and drenched in sweat, right there in his father's bed. Oh, Moon Goddess, I had committed a sin beyond all forgiveness.