Unwanted Mate: The Rise of the Silver Healer

e into Alpha Damien's dying body, nearly sacri

ing by his bedside with a wet cloth. He assumed

r Mating Ceremony, Damien

and she was wear

voice devoid of warmth. "She saved me. The El

s. He demanded I use my healing gifts to te

Mate shower her with the love that belonged to me. He even

cal file, I found the trut

s old. He had only mar

stent. She didn't have a drop

I was preparing

d marker and crossed out

, while he waited at the altar

reject you

rned exactly what

pte

a P

ry, shattering into a thousand glittering diamonds. The precious Moon Petal ext

e spreading through my

ar, tall and broad-shouldered, his dark hair perfectly styled. But

eep, a rumble that usually soothed my wolf. Today

o mark her? Damien, we are Fated Mates. You cannot mark anoth

a is the absolute ruler. His presence alone demands submission. My inner wolf, weakened from ye

Statute. They claim her spirit is untethered and only an Alpha's anchor can hold it. It's politica

ing a step back. "What about our bond?

to satisfy the Old Laws. Once she stabilizes, I'll petition the Council to annul it

amed, the pain in my chest flaring up. "It i

oug

physical blow. It wasn't just a

f the Alpha-to force absolute obedience from his pack members. I tried to

lling of rain and ozone. He reached out and bru

oing this for the good of the Moon Shadow Pack. A true Luna woul

the broken glass and spilled silver liquid. He didn't offer a hand to help

our hours were a b

SUVs pull into the driveway. Damien stepped out first. He op

n pale, leaning heavily on Damien's arm. But as

sm

smile. It was s

vate elevator that led to the Alpha's penthouse. The pen

njuries for the warriors, trying to ignore the whispers of

currently shared with Damien on the floor

ted. He loosened his tie and walke

?" I asked. My

drinking deeply.

olf sought him out, desperate for reassurance. B

mell

world, scent is everything. It tells you who some

than that. It was woven into his own scent of rain and ozone. It was the smell of post-coita

ered my mouth a

her," I choked out.

contact to transfer the energy! The Elders insisted on the

ried. "I can feel it!

gh my heart. It felt like a serrated knife sawing throu

ocus on your duties. Seraphina will need checkups. As

s the telepathic connection used by wolves to communicate sile

o it," I s

his back on me. "Or you are

d the door. I stood in the living r

d in. She didn't knock. She was wearing Damien's white dress

ilted her head to the sid

oulder, was a fresh, angry bite mark. It

sweetly. "Damien mak

table. "Oh, Damien wanted you to look at this

hing at the walls of my mind, demanding we attack the intruder.

scanned the rec

for ten years. I could read hormone le

. Progeste

ant," I said,

flat stomach. "A miracle, isn't it?

ain. "This report says the

for a fraction o

d you three weeks ago

charts. Maybe the machine was wrong. Or maybe... *maybe the 'Life Debt' w

eally wanted a weak mate, you kn

le and sashayed

eeping with her long before the "medical emergency." T

wall. The date of the Mating C

ack marker. I di

ted th

teen

ed to prepare my exit wi

en day