Forsaken by My Mate, Chosen by the Tyrant

Chapter 7

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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."”