Forsaken by My Mate, Chosen by the Tyrant

Chapter 2

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t filtered through the stained glass, casting bizarre

rd. With a sharp crack, my palm lan

sent a violent spasm through the old scars on my wrist,

barked, my voice echoing throu

't get angry; he just kept his eyes lowered, h

free hand to touch my shoulder, and simultaneously tried to push his vo

mmed my mental barrier shut, bouncing his mental p

t out a cold laugh, pointing a gloved finger at L

over from the side door, her high heels cla

n panic. "Darrin! Come with me right now! Br

lden glow of his Alpha wolf surfaced in his eyes,

ie sobbed out, and those four w

oys our healing factor and is the only thing that can kill our In

guilt in his eyes was gone, replaced

pled four years ago to save my life-I can't watch her

ement contract is dead!" I raised my voice,

ying to stop this farce with stern glares, yet none

me one deep look, as if assuming I would always

her word, clutching Leo tightly as he spri

, not once looking back at me-t

t behind them with a dull thud, l

The million-dollar custom wedding gown suddenly fe

. Pitying, mocking, and gloating stares wa

The heiress of the Norris family just got upstage

spine straight. I would rather die tha

e lace veil from my hair, and tos

s in my heels and locked my eyes on Liam Sulli

president in the pack corporation. Right no

ght in front of him, my voice as cold

stay-" Liam tried to use Darr

ce. "Don't use him to pressure me. Either you go pull the car around,

old aura. He swallowed hard and

ight now." He turned and jogge

empts from the guests to stop me, I walke

ing, yet my hands and feet wer

cks a paralyzed woman used to turn the man I l

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Forsaken by My Mate, Chosen by the Tyrant

Maui Werewolf

“I stood at the altar in my million-dollar custom gown, ready to bind my sacred Mate-bond with my childhood sweetheart and Pack Alpha, Darrin. Right before we could finish our vows, a five-year-old boy crashed through the cathedral doors, threw his arms around Darrin's leg, and screamed. "Alpha Daddy! Save Mommy!" Darrin's face drained of color. Without a second thought, he abandoned me in front of all the pack Elders and sprinted to the hospital. When I followed him there in my wedding dress, I saw him holding the hand of his "savior"-the paralyzed woman he claimed to owe his life to. To secure his pity, she deliberately tore open her own silver-blade wound right in front of me. Darrin went completely feral with panic. He roared for the doctors and shielded her and his illegitimate pup, treating me like a monster who had intruded on their perfect family reunion. I stared at the man who had guarded my hospital bed four years ago when my own wrists were crippled. He had spent every weekend playing house with another woman, yet he dared to put on a tuxedo and swear eternal loyalty to me today. My four years of devotion and my family's massive financial backing were nothing but a ridiculous joke. I didn't shed another tear. I ripped my wedding dress to shreds, dragged him to the Pack Registry with my armed guards, and forced him to sign the annulment agreement. "Since you're such a responsible father, get the hell out of my life." I cut off all my family's funding to bankrupt his pack. As I walked out, my phone buzzed with a text from the terrifying Supreme Alpha of our rival pack. "Congratulations on being single again. Tonight at eight, my penthouse suite-let's talk."”