Reborn As The Lycan Lord's Mate

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best friend ordered, forcing the la

ific truth: my fated mate, Donavan, had slaught

ing over my corpse in utter despair. Second, Lord Andreas Stark-the most powerful, ruthless Lycan Lord in the ki

ive years ago, the exact morning

to find the usually cold and arrogant Donavan dropping to hi

its me: My treacherous m

nd chance to play the perfect

is dead

e his filthy affairs, shatter his pride, and bur

ed my grave in the shadows of my past life? Th

! Push one

ges of my vision. The relentless, agonizing contractions had drained ev

enna Thorne, glided into the room, carrying a steaming porcelain bow

ng as a deceptive, soothing balm. "You nee

rce of immense comfort, was pacing frantically in the back of my mind. A low, warnin

. "Are you still blaming me for taking Donavan's heart? But he has loved me from the very beg

"You shameless bitch! You were the one who claimed you felt n

sneered. "Kira, I told you long ago-I, Sien

us. Without warning, she forcefully shoved

nds in my way d

ge, icy numbness began to spread from my tongue down

ast my gaze to

n... sa

'm lying, do you? Donavan never cared for you. He only marked a

cret. Once Donavan ascended the throne as Alpha King, he personally conspi

tally crushed my heart. I gasped for ai

hers-Caleb, Nathaniel, and Ryan... They were th

ays ago under the false charge

second that they woul

ind the massacre of the Atkinson Pack were none other than

of that lean, aloof boy from my

na

ht" had been nothing but a

the audacity to hold me in his arms at night, whis

ly pathet

one last, soul-tearing scream, my body convulsed violently. And then, the shar

, Luna! It's a b

ewborn daughter, as if the child were a pi

d Martha, her tone chillingly

e midwife's hands trembled violently, bu

an iron grip, she pried my jaw open and forced the

pon my vision. My lungs burned like hellfire as I desperately gasped for air, fin

o tear my eyes a

which looked like a twisted, cru

burning like a beacon in

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d in the blood-soaked memory of my slaughtered pack, I swore an oath to the Moon

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