Awakened by My Mate's Betrayal

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They resemble the wisteria pattern from the hem of Cherry's dress, which, under moonlight, looks lik

d mixed with oil paint. My muscles tense up, not sure if I should fight, flee, or just snee

lpfully highlighting both his face and his guilt.

shing his knuckles against the sad,

r I was whipped. I actually appreciated them at first-right up until I di

you,"I reply, as breezily as i

ball, making his smile awkward as he backs

ily crest. Those entwined thorn patterns poke at my mood annoyingly. I'm really

reathing down my neck like he's trying to w

whips his friends?" I chuckle,

e's Romeo and I'm Juliet-but I dodge faster than a c

fter pulling back, adjusting his collar where Cherry

like a determined squirrel

funny?" h

s over his collar like a mom straightening her kid's bow

ns faster than

suddenly? Trouble

he warns with

Cherry's name while we were on our honeymoon. Did you call her by my name this time? "Ignor

es, gripping my chin as he proclaims. 'B

or your dad. I don't want to break his heart-funny how that's the sam

before he storms out, slamming the door so

en rolls in with the treatment cart, the metal instrumen

he asshole dropp

ould take half a month for a regular werewolf

ead, waitin

e than the average werewolf's," she say

to cheer me up

abeth, I never joke abo

ur equipment an upgrade," I

walks through the rose bushes, holding a silver chain that binds an Omega girl with tear-

ays, "Since you fell into a coma, sh

ng figure. There are new bruises on her neck, overlapping old scar

defend her?"

n the hospital by locking them in the cellar. Aurora secretl

it as an accident. Even a fool could see the issue, but he chose to turn a blind eye

ou know a

d every night," I say. "We whi

murmuring as she looks at the moon outside the window. "I hope

ully,"

d the next day, Helen comes to visit me again. From her grav

, clears her throat, and says. "I

suddenly, wincing as the wound on my

me lie back down. "N

a face at her. "As long as it's no

e for her to find the courage to speak agai

d my

gs can't get worse, life decides

find a way to cure it..."

ng. She can't look me in

o I have?"

" she ch

I repeat

werewolves recover from terminal illne

d between Aiden and me h

ondition. He might be willing

ing the dryness in my throat. "His fated mate is Cherry. L

nce is her a

eep breath, struggling

g?" Helen asks, fr

can lie forever. Since I have only a year to live, I

n to do?" Helen

njoy the rest of my

he'll want you to st

ancer," I say, pleading with her. "Please kee

ut

one year to

it back and then says, "Okay." She sighs, holds

e White City, The Sapphire Lake, The Moonl

ces are beyond our pack's territo

r ties with the

that

ll become a

, frowning. "If you encount

do get caught by them... it's not really a bad thing. Dying

eply. She hesitates a mom

rst time Helen hugs me, and I am s

could say "werewolf flu." I am pretty sure if our pack had a human-style medical system, her inbox would be overflowing with complaint letters. Luckily for H

ret-vomiting and diarrhea. She took one look at us and informed us, with

and prescribing in under five minutes flat. She slid the plastic bag of pills across to me with the enth

Hugh, skeptical. "

t," he a

icted, because apparently ho

Hugh quickly shifted tactics, offerin

gh sarcasm to melt the ice cream h

that's why Alpha Hugh assigned Helen to my ongoing care later on. Our pack did have another doctor, Lina, who was the epitome of warmth and patienc

a rose encased in a fortress of thorns. You just need

oses. I just refuse to water them

hinking about?"

y and say, "Thank you for being honest about my cance

e grown up. Back then, you d

I'll come back to

you," she says, gen

know I

r of us ca