“My husband, the Alpha, refused to mark me for three years, claiming he was waiting for the "perfect moment." Yet, he had no trouble claiming the "stray" rogue we took in. I found Alessandro in his study, mocking me as a cold "ice sculpture" while Aria sat in his lap. He didn't just give her his affection; he gave her my life. He cleared my sanctuary, the greenhouse, to plant cheap tulips for her. He drained the Pack's emergency funds to buy her a five-million-dollar necklace meant for a Luna. But the ultimate betrayal happened in the stables. My saddle snapped mid-jump. The fall shattered my leg, and the wound sizzled with liquid silver-sabotage meant to maim me permanently. When the evidence pointed to Aria, Alessandro didn't punish her. He ordered the evidence buried. He looked me in the eye and said a broken leg might finally teach me some humility. He destroyed my reputation to boost his own ego, protecting a woman who was actually sleeping with half his council behind his back. He thought I would break. He thought I would beg. Instead, I stood before the entire Pack, played the footage of his mistress's treason, and uttered the words that would destroy him. "I, Katarina De Luca, reject you."”