LOGINAt my coming-of-age ceremony, I was supposed to accept the Chosen Mate Mark from my childhood sweetheart, the pack healer, Rowan. We were supposed to be bonded for life. But then Caleb, our Alpha, stepped in. In front of everyone, he pulled me into his arms—an irresistible force, a suffocating tenderness. He claimed it was a Fated Mate bond, that his wolf had lost control. He forcibly marked me. After crying all night, I had no choice but to accept it. I became the pack’s Luna. Everyone thought Caleb and his wolf were possessive. Insane for me. Then, two years into our bond, I finally got pregnant with his pup. That’s when he cupped my face, his eyes red-rimmed and gentle. He forced me onto a cold medical table. Rowan gave me the injection. A lethal dose of wolfsbane to kill our pup. The reason? I’d once been trapped with Rowan for three months in an abandoned silver mine during a rogue attack. A mine that suppressed our wolf powers. He was killing my pup to silence the pack’s rumors about its bloodline. But more than that, he was severing my last tie to Rowan. All so Rowan would be free to bond with his sister, Chloe. That’s when it hit me. My entire life since that ceremony? A lie. A carefully crafted trap. Fine. This sham of a mate bond? This pack? I don’t want any of it.
View MoreCaleb's POVOn the northern border, the snow came earlier than usual this year.The wind threw icy pellets against the windshield of the SUV."Alpha, here's the battle report from the Rogue stronghold," my Beta second-in-command said, handing me the file. His voice was low. He didn't dare look at me.I took the file, glanced at the numbers, signed it, and tossed it onto the passenger seat.My Beta turned up the heat, but he still didn't speak.He didn't know, and he didn't dare ask, about the necklace I'd been clutching in my coat pocket for the entire drive.It was old, the plating worn and dull, a tiny crack on one edge.A cheap thing I’d bought years ago with my first Alpha stipend.I never thought this necklace would become my only comfort.Late at night, when the camp was quiet, I would sit alone in the truck, rubbing it between my fingers for hours.I'd close my eyes and see her again, at that Pack Full Moon Party.The lights, the music, the crowd. And her, in a white dress, the
Aria's POVRain hammered against the windowpane.I pulled back the curtains. A man was standing under the eaves across the street.Soaked to the bone. Motionless. Like a gray stone statue.It was Caleb.I threw on a coat, grabbed an umbrella, and went down into the rain."How long have you been standing here?" I stopped in front of him. The umbrella shielded most of his face.He looked up. His eyes were as red as if they'd been soaked in blood. Rain, or something else, dripped down his jaw. The once-proud Alpha was now just a pathetic, sodden mess."I wanted to see you one more time," his voice was shaking. "Aria, please. Just look at me. Please."His tone, his expression... it was exactly the same as when he used to wrap his lies in a package of false devotion.I stared at him for a long time. I couldn't even summon the energy to be angry.I pushed the umbrella into his hand."Caleb, I don't hate you." My voice was flat. A final verdict. "But I will never love you again. My wolf has R
Aria's POVThe party ended close to midnight.Julian opened the car door for me, but he didn't start the engine."Not driving tonight," he said, loosening his tie and tossing it in the back seat. "Let's walk. It's only a few blocks."I frowned. "You've been drinking.""It's an excuse," he said with a lazy smile, but his eyes held a seriousness I couldn't quite read. "Walk with me."The night air was cool. The streetlights stretched our shadows long behind us.We walked side by side, neither of us mentioning the showdown at the party, or Caleb's grim face, or Rowan's trembling hands."You didn't have to help me today. I could have handled it myself," I joked, trying to break the silence."I know," Julian said, turning to look at me, a slight smile on his lips. "Just helping out. Taking out the trash for you.""Helping out?""Mmm, helping out," he repeated, his tone so light it made it sound like nothing, but it was strangely comforting.He stopped when we reached my apartment building.
Aria's POV"These are rare healing herbs. You've always been weak, you need to build up your strength."The security guard had stopped him, but his voice still carried through the glass doors into the lobby.I saw the whole scene as I was passing through.Caleb stood at the entrance, the hem of his trench coat flapping in the wind. He held a paper bag, his eyes filled with a hopeful, almost fawning look."Please, just give this to her. I had someone bring these rare herbs from the border," he said to the guard, his voice stripped of all its former Alpha command, leaving only a pathetic plea.I didn't stop. I walked right past him."Aria," he called my name, his voice trembling with hope.I didn't look back.The guard tried to hand me the bag. I waved him off. "Throw it away."From behind me, I heard a soft, muffled sound, like something being crushed.This scene had repeated itself countless times over the past two weeks.Another time, I was at the pharmacy downstairs when I saw Rowan












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