The Alpha's Regret: His Forsaken True Mate

in my sacred white silk dress, waiting t

tly ripped the dress from my body, and ordered m

being a Luna before her mind is gon

funds for her and even snapped my mother's

nt while they kissed, broadcasting the fake ceremon

ed my Grandmother's hea

I discovered an e

of jealousy, causing me to be kidnapped and t

ing left me perma

nds of SOS calls, Hunter had blocked every sing

, and my youth to a man who treated

necklace from my neck and

ect you, Hunte

lade. He didn't know yet that r

ust leaving. I was go

pte

oe

e Pack hall was hushed, thick with

ror, clad in the Luna dre

he Alpha's fated partner, and the hi

y my Alpha and I would have our unio

o quell the frantic beating of a s

out my best

ease where her wolf spirit was slowly extinguishing, leavin

agic, and I had sworn to use my own blood to

scovered something that

's supreme black card t

grave, but one pav

ess of our kind, burning our

t of her senses to the disease,

old my fated ma

away, his eyes s

to move our Mating Ceremony to today becau

mate, the other

e heavy oak door was thrown inward, striking the wall w

ive tailored suit fitting hi

omforting pine forest, now carried an acri

e grabbed the neckline

e ripped the delicate

skin like a needle, and a s

u doing?" I cried ou

old and hard as river stones,

," he growled, his

aring this tod

lungs seemed t

rain refusing to assemble

sor," Hunter confess

live. I bought her that silver grave because she's terri

s tall frame casting

r mind is gone entirely. Step asi

whined in ab

mate!" I shouted, tea

other's Moon-pup! Yo

ce twisted

ling every time I slipped out to see

rew the body in the river. I

ttled upon my ribs, squeezing

ing memory of my mother ju

my Grandmother's heart, did you?

zel's disease is worse

e said, fixi

nt of rage surged

lapped his handsome fa

hoed loudly

hissed. "You do not deserve

ay came a low,

, thick fur sprouting on her arms and

and confusion-but her instinct to protect me was still there. For a moment, h

her muddy claws scratc

ad fought off a group of violent, packle

warrior

and hated dirt, did something that

ot push

eave of his tailored trousers sank directly into the mire, the s

hirt and gently wiped the dar

her," he cooed, his voice laden with

, my vision blur

unting trials, I had been se

ar because he said my blood smelled dis

neeling in th

ue, and I knew my life in this pack was over. B