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The Alpha's Regret: His Forsaken True Mate

Chapter 4 Chapter 4

Word Count: 833 | Released on: 28/05/2026

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hands of the Rogues. "They held me captive for weeks, Hunter," I said, my voice dropping

arrogant anger dra

ed, stepping closer to him. "I sent you over a thousand SOS

o release a weak, comfort

glowing whit

o me. You knew your letter was the cause. You are as cu

bbed the heavy wolf-tooth neckl

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shaking legs

nd Hazel as if they we

pounding on my door and the hundreds of missed calls from Hunter. I packed my ancient rune books and arranged a swift, silent Moon

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astic pieces o

a Hunter with negligent homicide. The evidence was simple: the crystal recording of his ceremony, timestamped to the moment my gr

rocess it. But when they did, Hunt

and I left my old li

them. The runes. The evidence. And the

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“On the day of my Mating Ceremony, I stood in my sacred white silk dress, waiting to be bound to my fated mate, Alpha Hunter. But Hunter barged into the dressing room, violently ripped the dress from my body, and ordered me to give my Luna title to my best friend, Hazel. "She's dying and wants to experience being a Luna before her mind is gone. Step aside," he commanded coldly. He confessed he had been draining the pack's funds for her and even snapped my mother's pet pup's neck to hide his late-night affairs. He forced me to stand at the altar as a lowly servant while they kissed, broadcasting the fake ceremony directly into my sick Grandmother's hospital room. The horrific shock caused my Grandmother's heart monitor to flatline. At the hospital, I discovered an even darker truth. Years ago, Hazel had framed me for treason out of jealousy, causing me to be kidnapped and tortured by Rogues in a freezing lake of silver. The silver poisoning left me permanently infertile. And while I was dying in the ICU sending thousands of SOS calls, Hunter had blocked every single one to perform a secret Blood Oath with Hazel. I lost my only family, my fertility, and my youth to a man who treated me like trash to protect a traitor. I grabbed the wolf-tooth necklace from my neck and snapped the leather cord. "I, Chloe, reject you, Hunter, as my mate." The words left my lips like a blade. He didn't know yet that rejection was only the beginning. This time, I wasn't just leaving. I was going to bury them both.”