The Vampire Queen from slave to Queen

I was 34, finally pregnant and ready to build the family I' d always dreamed of with Caleb, six years my junior.

He said he loved my maturity, my independence, my established life – making me feel cherished.

But then I found his laptop, open to a group chat called "The Wolfpack."

The messages cut deep: I was his "training wheels," a "practice run" for the "real thing" – his high school sweetheart, Molly.

My world shattered as I realized every sacrifice I'd made, every penny I' d spent on him, was part of his cruel game.

The stress the betrayal caused led to a painful miscarriage, but that wasn't the worst.

At the hospital, Caleb introduced me as a mere "colleague" to Molly, the very woman he' d been practicing for.