The Forbidden Pack

Heartbreak Billionaire: He Should Never Have Let Go

Devlen Giovannucci

Sunlit hours found their affection glimmering, while moonlit nights ignited reckless desire. But when Brandon learned his beloved might last only half a year, he coolly handed Millie divorce papers, murmuring, "This is all for appearances; we'll get married again once she's calmed down." Millie, spine straight and cheeks dry, felt her pulse go hollow. The sham split grew permanent; she quietly ended their unborn child and stepped into a new beginning. Brandon unraveled, his car tearing down the street, unwilling to let go of the woman he'd discarded, pleading for her to look back just once.

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Freya was born into a pack of werewolves that lived deep in the heart of the forest. Her parents were both members of the pack, and they were beloved by everyone. They were respected for their strength, agility, and hunting skills, which were essential for survival in the wild.

Freya's parents were a devoted couple, and they doted on their only child. They taught her everything they knew about the forest, and how to navigate it safely. They also taught her how to hunt, and how to fight off any threats that might come her way.

However, when Freya was just a pup, tragedy struck. Her pack got into a battle with a rival pack over territory, and many werewolves were killed. Among the casualties were Freya's parents. It was a devastating blow to the pack, and especially to Freya, who was left alone and without anyone to turn to.

reya was heartbroken after losing her parents. She had never felt so alone in her life. Her packmates tried their best to comfort her, but nothing could fill the void left by her parents' absence. One day, as Freya was wandering in the forest, she came across a small clearing. She could smell the scent of her parents in the air, and she knew that this was a place they had often visited.

As she stood there, lost in thought, she suddenly heard a voice.

"Hello, Freya," said the voice.

Freya spun around, startled, and saw the ghostly figure of her mother standing in front of her. Freya couldn't believe her eyes.

"Mom? Is it really you?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"Yes, my dear," said her mother, smiling. "I have been watching over you from the spirit world. I am proud of the strong, independent young woman that you have become."

Freya was overcome with emotion. She had missed her mother so much, and it was a comfort to know that she was still looking out for her. '

"I miss you so much, Mom," she said, tears streaming down her face.

"I know, my dear," said her mother. "But you are not alone. You have your packmates, and you have the strength and courage to overcome any obstacle that comes your way."

Freya nodded, grateful for her mother's words of wisdom.

"I want to make you proud," she said.

"You already have, my dear," said her mother, her form starting to fade. "Remember that we will always be with you, no matter where life takes you."

Freya watched as her mother disappeared into the mist, her heart heavy with emotion. But she felt a newfound strength within her, knowing that her parents' love and guidance would always be with her, no matter what.

Fortunately, Freya's aunt, who was also a member of the pack, took her in and raised her as her own. Her aunt was a kind and gentle werewolf, who had always had a special bond with Freya's parents. She was devastated by their loss, but she knew that she had to be strong for Freya.

Freya's aunt provided her with all the love and affection she needed. She made sure that Freya was well-fed, and that she had a safe place to sleep at night. She also continued her parents' teachings, and taught her niece everything she knew about the forest, hunting, and survival.

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