Sharing Love? Over My Dead Wolf

"Dad, Mom. I'll accept the mate bond."Glass shattered in Dad's grip. "Over my dead wolf! I'd rather defy the Alpha King than watch you throw yourself into fire."Everyone knew Samzor and I were childhood sweethearts. His mom already acted like I was part of their pack.Then he sold off three generations of Nightfang war honors—just to petition the Alpha King into forcing a mate bond between me and some crippled rogue rotting on the kingdom's edge.The rumors spread like wildfire."Nyara's blood must be tainted or something. Why else would Alpha Samzor pull a stunt like that?""Right? He threw away the Nightfang Pack's war glory—those merits could've erased a death sentence. And he blew it on her? He had to be dying to dump her.""I heard Alpha Connor spoiled her sick. Even tried hooking her up with a side piece.""No wonder. What Alpha would put up with that?"By morning, my name was ashes.Everywhere I went, wolves whispered. Friends ghosted me. Even Dad got slapped with ho

My stomach dropped.I sprinted to the border—and froze. Wolves from half the kingdom packed in tight.Right in the middle stood Catherine, all fluttery fabric and fake innocence.The second her gaze hit me, tears poured. She dropped to her knees."Nyara, please... give Alpha Samzor's stuff back."I narrowed my eyes. "What stuff? I never kept anything that wasn't mine."She sniffled, dabbing at her fake-ass tears."Three months ago, Alpha Samzor gifted you a moonstone necklace worth four hundred silvers. Five months ago, a premium deerskin cloak..."She kept going. Jewelry. Weapons. Even those stupid little carvings he used to sneak onto my windowsill.By the end, she hit me with that fake-sweet pity face. "Over the years, Alpha Samzor gave you so much. I didn't wanna say anything, but yesterday the butler showed me the ledger. Over ten thousand silvers."If you're not gonna be his Luna, shouldn't you return them? You can't get the betrothal dropped and still hoard his gifts l

Dad and Mom came back to find the place wrecked, barely holding back their fury.I kept it simple. "I've sorted through everything he dumped on me. It's all heading back to the Nightfangs tomorrow."Dad's voice was tight with rage. "After everything he pulled—dragging your name and our pack through the mud—you expect us to just let that slide?"I shook my head. "It won't end here. Word's already out. If he dares to accept those gifts tomorrow, every pack's gonna tear him apart. He won't just lose face—he'll lose everything."Catherine's little drama might've stained Whitefang's name, but it threw Samzor dead center in the fallout.Once those wolves calmed down, shame would hit—and it'd land on him. Who stoops low enough to beg for gifts back like some pathetic Omega?All I wanted was to get through my mate bond ceremony without more drama.Next morning, Dad had every last thing Samzor ever gave me dumped at Nightfang territory.The servants said he wasn't even there—Catherine s

The second Samzor finished, a sharp laugh cut through the air.Cassian Duskclaw—Dad's old protégé, now the Alpha King's Right Hand. Cool, clever, untouchable.He'd earned his spot beside the King, weighing in on laws and power plays.When Samzor pushed the Alpha King into forcing a mate bond between me and Frey, the uproar was insane. Dad stopped his protégés before they could storm the throne to fight it, but their hate for Samzor never cooled.Now, watching him crash my ceremony, they weren't holding back.Cassian smirked. "Samzor, lost your mind? The Alpha King's word is law. He decreed Nyara bonds with Frey. Where do you fit in that? Leave—now—before you wreck this ceremony."With every word Cassian threw at him, Samzor got paler.When he stopped, the crowd roared in agreement, rallying behind Frey and me.Only Samzor stayed quiet, face dark as thunder.His glare locked on Cassian, voice turning ice-cold."Don't be ridiculous. She's the sole heir of Whitefang Pack—a noble

Samzor's face went beet red. "I never wanted you to give that stuff back. Catherine showed up on her own."When you returned it all, I stashed it in the den I built for you. I thought... if you ever came back, it'd still be yours."Nyara, I didn't think the Alpha King would really shut your dad down. I just wanted—""You wanted everything your way. That's it," I snapped. "If you'd ended this with even a shred of Alpha pride, maybe I'd have left you with a sliver of respect."But you went low. You begged the Alpha King—KNOWING it would wreck me. Maybe that was the plan. Maybe you WANTED my dad to burn everything just to keep me safe."But I can't be that kind of daughter. So get lost. NOW."He didn't move. Just stood there like a stunned pup.His scent alone made my wolf bristle.Frey slipped his hand into mine. "Let's not let someone like HIM mess up our big moment."Then he turned to Samzor, who looked like he'd just been gutted. "I placed first in the last Warrior's Trial. T