One Alpha's Curse, Three Mates' Cure

I loved Alpha Joshua for seven years, but the elders of his pack never approved our bond.
The elders demanded that he produce an heir with the pack's adopted daughter before we could be together.
I waited in anguish, watching him mate with her time and time again.
Joshua promised that once the pup was born, we could be mates forever.
Three times, she miscarried. Three times, I was framed for poisoning her herbs.
When her pup died unexpectedly, my mate pushed me off a cliff.
"You killed my heir!"
But he forgot, I come from the Silvermoon Pack, a pack with matriarchal traditions.
The she-wolves are the leaders, and we can have three mates.
I would never sacrifice my pride.
But I would sacrifice him.