Rejected by My Mate, Claimed by the Enemy Alpha

ie

, the beloved former Alpha and Luna. It was meant for my true mat

I would walk

he Silver Moon pack lands. The path I had stumbled down

me, and their faces

barren Omeg

n't even l

to touch me. The ghost of my former status still c

avy oak doors of the

eted me stole the

where I used to curl up and read. They were naked, th

rrogant smirk spreading across his face

ough for me to hear clearly. "Not even thre

looked at me, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Darling, you should chec

was vile, meant

in, forcing my head up, and lowered his face to my neck, sniffing

hen they met mine, were blazing

he snarled. "You sme

ent for so long, bristled at his

one. My books, the paintings my mother had loved, the small trinkets I h

declared from the sofa, a triu

voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You can sta

pect, that I felt a bitter laugh bubble up in my thro

I s

rents' ring. On

She wiggled her fingers, a childish, taunting gesture. Then, as I took a step toward

ocke, she tried t

stumbled, the movement jarring my whipped back

d to get

my knees before him. Not for h

give me the ring. It's all I have left of them. I'll leave. I swear on

olemn a wolf could make. It meant

something-maybe shock, maybe regret-in his eyes. He yanked the ring fr

g around the cool metal. I held it tight in

e, my voice no longer pleading,

r, you will

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