Chapter 1

The mark represented the mate bond Dylan and I had made was fading away, but he was still lingering around his childhood sweetheart …

There were only 7 days left until the 3-year deadline.

I was standing in the Southern witch’s house. I showed her the mark on my wrist.

“Do you remember? You helped me and my mate to seal the mate bond 3 years ago. I just wanted to confirm again. There was only 1 month left, would this mark disappear by then?”

The witch placed her hand on my mark. I could feel my mark burning.

“Yes. He doesn’t truly love you, so this mark will vanish when the time comes, so will your mate bond.”

I returned home and marked the day our mate bond would expire on my calendar.

7 days later, everything between us would come to an end.

Suddenly, Dylan entered through the door.

He took off the silk shirt I had bought him and threw it at me, as if I were a laundry basket.

Dylan poured himself a glass of Werewolf Whiskey and asked, “Our family will have a dinner banquet in a week. You need to be my plus one.”

I threw it into the laundry basket in disgust.

“I can’t go. Please invite someone else.”

“Why can’t you go? You’re my Luna.”

I was about to speak, but before I could, Dylan seemed to figure something out.

“Is this still about Eleanor coming back in town? I need to take care of her. I told you the day we started this mate bond, Eleanor would always be a dear friend of mine. You said you wouldn’t mind.”

I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

3 years ago, my father-wolf was killed in a battle against another pack.

From that moment on, Dylan’s attitude to me changed.

He started to be around me and said he was willing to start a mate bond with me.

I have had a crush on Dylan since I was a kid. I always hoped he would be my chosen mate.

When he proposed under the moonlight, we were both in our wolf forms.

I said yes.

Since my father was the former Alpha, whoever became my mate would have a chance to become the new Alpha.

On our mating ceremony, to my surprise, he invited the Southern witch to seal our bond for 3 years.

He said, “I’m willing to be your mate. I’ll spend 3 years becoming the Alpha of our pack, taking over your father’s position. After 3 years, if I fail in becoming the Alpha, I will set you free. You need a werewolf who deserves you.”

I naively thought he did this for my own good. So I went along with what he suggested.

Word spread quickly through our pack. Eleanor was furious.

She confronted Dylan when he moved in my father’s mansion, telling him to his face that she was leaving our pack.

Dylan went crazy tracking her scent for days. But he couldn’t find her. He even used my father’s resources to look for her, like he had already forgotten I existed.

He drank every day and looked so depressed.

Until one night, he came home and kissed me roughly. I knew he was completely drunk, but I didn’t push him away.

“Eleanor, why did you leave? Don’t you believe I would come back to you in 3 years?”

When I heard her name coming out of Dylan’s mouth, I almost fell apart.

That night was my first time.

Dylan was barely conscious. He called Eleanor’s name the entire night.

He kissed me so hard that my lips were bleeding. My body was covered in scratches from his wolf claws.

The next morning, Dylan saw the blood. He looked at me, covered in wounds.

He hugged me and kissed gently on my forehead.

“From now on, it’s just you and me. You are my one and the only Luna.”

After that, I became a housewife.

Dylan gradually took over my father’s company and stepped into the role of Alpha.

He always suffered from bad headaches. I used my knowledge of herbs to make him werewolf potion, to help him to ease the pain.

Gradually, he started treating me like his true chosen mate. Sometimes he held me as we slept. I could feel the warmth of his werewolf body and his unique scent.

Other than that, we never mentioned the 3-year seal on our mate bond again. I waited silently, hoping he might truly fall for me.

One day, under the moonlight, he held me and said, “Ella, I love you. It’s true.”

From then on, the whole pack knew he was deeply in love with me.

I believed it.

But I was wrong, this mark was about to fade anyway.

Until 3 months ago, Eleanor called him again.

He dropped an important meeting to run to her. We lost a big order because of that, which made us lose $2 billion.

Our pack had been working on this order for half a year. What Dylan did would lead to a severe cash flow shortage.

Such a decision could lead to our pack’s downfall.

But I pretended nothing was wrong.

“Are you going to say anything?” Dylan’s voice woke me up from my thoughts.

“Don’t you remember…?”

I was about to remind him when his cellphone rang. He answered it and I heard Eleanor’s voice.

“Dylan, it’s my mother-wolf, I need you.”