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After erasing my pack identity, the betrayed alpha regretted

After erasing my pack identity, the betrayed alpha regretted

Author: Daniel
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Chapter 1 Chapter 1

Word Count: 888    |    Released on: 17/10/2025

t-like blood bond, the fifth-year

scarlet paper, the clerk's s pupils constricted, "Ms. La

poss

ers a

in his throat: "System records show Mr. Ander

imprint matches

the name struck like

cent; he'd fallen from a triple-tree oak while chasing my runaway

e'd claimed smelled "Five-tenths like me

shattered into ice shards behind

the leather seat-And

rth American Wolf Pact'

with silver honey. Want to nuzzle your ear

led at sight of me; at sixteen, snowflakes dusted the white tip of his wolf as he stood

an, his video c

slurred "I drank the entire pack's alchol supply. Every time I close my eye

ed him on

w him kissing a girl-her profile

hudded to

ain, pleading: "It's not what you think! I missed you too much... Just

tep. A werewolf's body should withstand torrents, but his body heat fla

a..." He

y... I'll rip out m

ged him

nwort salve to his rain-burned skin

'll stay,"

enough to believ

Chastain walked into Ander

dying of shadow

nor the Blood Oath:

ts, her collar shifted, reveal

caught m

he said, pouring t

lack Hessen pack would

ane in my tea, listening to Anders lie about "late-nigh

oline's name. But each time I confronted him, he'd press my hand to

led the truth: he'd tied her to his soul with a

to the villa district

azed the enchan

ders' voice rumbled

ers and his friend

scratch-nothing a vial of

words carried

time she smelled a lie, she

ounged on

scarlet mark that pulsed when he spoke: "How many times? No smo

the cigare

, love-si

huckled, lowe

ool." The friend chuck

-, why bind yourself to Jessica? I

Adam's ap

fter sending her away, I dreamed of her every night. I couldn't take it, so I brought her

a will rip out your throat if they

t for a long time

e must ne

s on my forehead. Every time he got drunk,

my cold hands

t beats onl

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