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30 Days Left: The Rejected White Wolf's Countdown

30 Days Left: The Rejected White Wolf's Countdown

Author: Qing Cheng
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1074    |    Released on: Today at 16:53

dric, left our bed to care for his mistress.

ayal came months

He chose to save Jayden because of her "heart condit

" he said as he pu

ing. I survived, but

ffs. Cedric believed Jayden's lies that

ists with silver cuffs that burned my flesh,

, never realizing that the "fragile" w

ounting down the seconds I had left. He didn't know

or one last ride on the Ferr

ment park, he didn't find a body. He found only

edric. I'm giving my

e dissolve into stardust and ascend to the sky, leav

pte

ie

encourage fertility, but tonight, it just smelled like a wake. I sat on the edge of the

t, shivering ball in the darkest corner of my mind. She was suffering from the Wolf's Wither-a nasty pie

r click

eart hammer against my ribs-storm clouds, ozone, and deep, da

look at the lace nightgown I had spent hours choosing. He walked stra

ispered, my vo

his sheer existence. In a wolf pack, the Alpha is absolute authority. Ev

acie," he said,

myself to stand. My legs felt like jelly

bound our souls. Without it, this marriage was a

efore the ceremony. This is a marriage of obligation. I will provi

toward him. "The Moon Goddess paired us. Yo

ing his hand. Static electricity,

I was a hot stove. A look of conflict flashe

lazed over. The milk

d one-I should have heard i

cus snapped back. Pani

he said, grabb

ked, incredulous.

toward the door. "She's having a pani

eta, the woman who claimed she took a silver knife meant for Cedric

She has doctors. You are her Al

He turned, a low rumble vibr

this family. Unlike you, who only got into this bed be

physical blow.

hrodisiac wolfsbane mix. I had found him. I had given myself to him to save his life becau

ou too," I

a," he spat. "Take your suppressants. I d

bed. Then he slammed the door, leavin

st burned. Not from heartbreak, bu

. Over my heart, a glowing rune was etch

oon Goddess. I traded my future for three years of hea

mber appeared in the cent

D

tdown ha

the empty room, tears streaming down m

in my mind, a sound of pure desol

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