The Alpha Guardian’s Dying Mate

Sabrina's POVFor the past two years, I had been pathetically comforting myself with a single lie: Zander rejected me as his mate that day simply because I was too young.My wolf wasn't mature enough to handle his furious alpha power.I thought that once I turned twenty, his wolf would finally acknowledge me.Now, clutching that terminal diagnosis in my hand, I dragged my heavy footsteps back to the Ironspike packhouse.At this moment, the Ironspike pack was drowning in a suffocating level of noise.Pink balloons and ribbons drifted all over the lawn.It was my favorite color, but right now, looking at it felt like walking into an elaborately decorated, ironic funeral.The air was thick with the stench of cheap champagne, the boisterous laughter of werewolf warriors, and a mix of scents that made my stomach churn in waves.Still, in a fraction of a second, I locked onto the one figure that made my wolf tremble.Alpha Zander.He didn't even need to release his aura. Just standing casua

Sabrina's POVThe crushing pressure of a top-tier alpha slammed down on me like a physical thunderbolt. Lizzie let out a bloodcurdling shriek in my mind before instantly severing all connection with me.My temples throbbed violently. The sudden, agonizing nerve pain sent a violent shudder through my body, as if my very bone marrow was freezing over."You don't know how to swim, so why the hell did you drag her into the water with you?!" The veins on Zander's forehead bulged dangerously.He took a menacing step forward. His massive, towering frame loomed over me, and his furious alpha aura was so intense it made the crystal chandelier above our heads rattle."Dragging her in wasn't enough, you had to kick Wilda into the pool too? Sabrina, do you seriously have to act like a complete lunatic and make an enemy out of the entire world?""Have I spoiled you too much all these years? Is that why you've grown so arrogant that you completely disregard everyone and every rule in this pack?!"I

Third Person's POVSeven o'clock in the evening.Zander returned to the villa, carrying a beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand.Still carrying the crisp, chilling air of the border forests, he sat down on the wooden bench. Out of sheer habit, his gaze swept across the dimly lit living room.An omega maid approached timidly, carefully balancing a cup of black coffee. Zander took the mug and asked casually, "Is Sabrina not back yet?""Alpha Zander, she hasn't returned yet," the maid replied, keeping her head bowed.Her voice trembled with the innate reverence she held for her pack's leader. "She's usually home by now. I'm not sure if something held her up today."What could possibly hold her up?She was probably just throwing another one of her spoiled tantrums, giving her alpha the silent treatment like always.Zander leaned back heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose in exhaustion."Alpha Zander!" A shrill, whining shriek suddenly pierced through the doorway.He looked up to see

Sabrina's POVI never wanted to go to Alaska to see the northern lights ever again.Most of my despair simply stemmed from my own pathetic, delusional wishful thinking.I never should have harbored any expectations for an alpha who was about to belong to someone else.It was yet another sleepless night.With my life force rapidly draining away, I was no longer able to shift back into my wolf form to heal.I could only lie there with my eyes wide open all night, watching the sky outside my window shift from pitch black to dawn, watching that first glimmer of morning light get ruthlessly swallowed up by the pale red sunrise.I knew that for a werewolf, whose very existence relied on a powerful healing factor, this endless insomnia and my inability to channel my wolf soul were rapidly burning through whatever little life I had left.But for someone who was already dying anyway, returning to the Moon Goddess's embrace a day early or a day late made no real difference. In the end, it was a

Sabrina's POV"Of course you should be thanking me! If I hadn't made the brilliant decision to leave you with the Ironspike pack, do you really think you'd be living this high-class, worry-free life right now? You owe me your gratitude. Forget five thousand—even if I asked for fifty thousand, you'd better figure out a way to get it for me.""I told you, I don't have any money." I didn't want to hear another single word, nor did I want to look at her absolutely shameless face for a second longer. I turned around to leave.Adelaide grabbed me, holding on with a death grip.She squeezed out some fake tears, her eyes turning red as she began to sob. "Sabrina, I took out a loan from a mob's loan shark. If I don't pay them back, those thugs are going to beat me to death! Do you really have the heart to just leave me to die?""Then get your current mate to pay it off for you." I didn't even turn my head."That's impossible! That selfish bastard won't give me a single cent!"I stopped in my t