LOGIN“Fine, I accept your pathetic rejection, but mark my words, I, Abigail, vow to make you regret this decision!” I screamed, my voice shaking with the raw pain tearing through me. I locked eyes with him—the man I had loved with every fiber of my being. But he stared back, his expression cold and unmoved, as though the years we’d spent together meant nothing. How could he be so blind? I was his wife, bound to him by sacred vows, while Amanda was merely his mistress. Yet he chose her over me, casting aside our bond as though it were nothing but dust. --- Abigail had endured years of neglect, overlooked, and discarded like a shadow in her own home. She was Luna, yet she’d never known the respect or love that came with the title. Her one failure? She hadn’t given Alpha Chris a child, an heir to strengthen their pack. But when Amanda, his first love, returned, Chris became ruthless, flaunting his betrayal before her eyes. But destiny has a way of bringing light to the darkest of hearts. He’s everything Chris isn’t: strong, compassionate, and willing to break all rules for her. His heartbeat calls to hers, but can her shattered heart ever learn to love again? Will Abigail risk opening herself to the possibility of new love and redemption, or will her thirst for revenge consume her completely?
View MoreAsher's POV. I peered through the front of the house, scanning the entire environment and coming up with nothing but people who have been led to their demise. I kind of pitied them because they didn't even know what they were up to. It was a pity that most of them didn't know that they were going to meet their waterloo."Let's go out and fight." Abigail urged but I dragged her arm backwards. We were going to do something strange which was going to solidify our presence as the reigning monarch."We do not know how many people he has been able to recruit and I would not also underestimate the power of a resentful man. He might seem powerless but do not take it to be that way. I should not even have to listen to whatever Christopher has to say about we must not take him for granted or else we would be shocked by how worse things will become. I knew that I was pushing her away because she itched to fight for her people which wasn't a bad idea, but I didn't want us to be caught betw
Abigail's POV. "No, stop! I can't take this anymore!" The screams of a woman locked behind bars reached my ears and I grew moved by compassion to help her out of the mess she was currently in. I knew that I was probably having an overstretch but what could I do to make things easier? My legs got tied together as I moved, it was almost as though somebody had decided that I didn't deserve any form of freedom and they were insistent on making sure that I lost everything. That had to be the reason for the delay I was facing when trying to get out of the trap I was in.It was easier said than done because trying to break out of it almost seemed like a huge rebellion streak, and the screams got louder but now there was a catch. The woman had gotten engulfed in fire. All attempts to break free from the clutches that I had been miserably tied to were nothing but void. "Asher!" I screamed, as the fire drew closer, circling me, threatening to pull me into the circle.I was very committe
Asher's POV.My eyes were solely fixated on Abigail who had become a shell of herself even though she would never admit to that. I believed that she was one of the most important people that I would ever have the fortune of meeting so I was intentional about not blowing this chance. It would almost seem like she had no choice but that wasn't in any way true. She was a woman who had decided on what she wanted out of life and it was wonderful how much could be gotten if a person put their minds to it. I wasn't going to act pompous or believe that she could not take certain decisions herself because that would be expressively reducing her ability. My wolf was having a hard time breathing with her not being by our side but I had also determined not to push her into doing something that she will probably resent me for forever. A lot of mess had been going on in the past. It didn't mean that there was no chance at remedy unless she was insistent about not giving my people any. I didn
Abigail's POV. My return to the place where I had been severely rejected wasn't a smooth one, but I was focused on what I wanted to achieve and insisted that I was going to get it whether through hook or crook. Nobody was going to stop me from having the best time of my life but on my terms and conditions. It would be stupid to come from where I had been and then accept such ridicule. The most important part about having whatever this was was the fact that there was always going to be a showdown of power, I bumped into Asher as soon as I stepped out. I felt nothing but intense annoyance at what this had become. It wasn't one of those things that I could have ever avoided but at the same time I could always deal with it squarely and pretend like it never existed. "You look just exactly how I remember. How did I manage to fumble such a beauty like you?" He whispered as though he could not believe his ears and, as much as I would have loved to smile I decided not to look the slight
Abigail’s POV"Abigail!" Asher called, running after me.I didn’t stop. I didn’t even turn around."Do not come any closer to me, Asher—" I swallowed hard, my chest tightening. "Or should I say Alpha Asher?" My voice cracked with pain, but I refused to let it break completely."I—I didn’t mean to l
Amanda;“No… no, not my baby!” I cried, feeling the warmth of the fake blood trickling down my legs. This was it—the final act to win Chris back.“I... I didn’t do anything!” Abigail stammered, her eyes darting between Chris and me, shock plastered across her face. She looked too stunned to form a
“Good morning, Asher.” I smiled at him.We didn't talk much, but he was really particular when it came to me and my safety. Sometimes I felt comfortable with him, then when I was with Chris, I didn't know why.As I walked to mine and Chris's room after I sent Asher off, the pain I had felt earlier
Abigail’s POV.I saw her smirk at me as my mate Christopher pulled her into a tight hug and planted a kiss on her lips as he murmured something into her ears.Gosh! I was supposed to be out there dancing with him, not her!We have been married for a few years, today making it the 5th year. Well, no






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