Zane. My aim was to mark her, not reject her. I had it all planned. Knowing that day was her last day here, I wanted to try everything I could to keep her. Marking her seemed like a good idea at that time. So I made love to her and prepared to sink my teeth into her soft skin. But when I had the opportunity to, I stopped myself. She had made her choice to be with Alpha Sebastian. If I marked her and forced her to stay. She wouldn’t be happy. It would hurt more to see her sad because I used the mate bond to trap her. This was why I ended up rejecting her. I wanted to set her free. So that she can concentrate on her chosen mate without the mate bond messing with her feelings. I just didn't expect that it would destroy me completely. She accepted my rejection and my heart shattered to pieces. I felt like my heart had been ripped out and rubbed against a grater. As if someone was shredding my heart into fine pieces. It hurt like hell and the pain I felt is not something I would

Hailey. The dreaded day has finally come. I keep staring at my phone, hoping for a miracle even though I know Zane wouldn’t call me. He’s never contacted me since I left the Central pack. But I know he knows the mating ceremony is today. An invitation was sent to The Alpha King, Rex Cooper and his mate, Alpha Queen Gianna Walter. Since Zane is his Beta, he definitely knows I’m getting mated to someone else today. I won't lie. It hurts that he hasn't bothered to reach out to me. Does he hate me so much that he wants nothing to do with me? Has he already moved on? Or found someone else? My stomach twists and turns at the thought. I regret accepting Zane's rejection. What was I thinking? Now I'm stuck. What good is a position of power if I won't be happy? Perhaps I should just run away and become a rogue. Sebastian promised to let me study medicine in the human town after we are mated and I’ve given him an heir. He sure is considerate but he’s still not the one for me. I just

Hailey. I can proudly say I’m spoilt rotten by my mate. We’ve been at the penthouse for a week now. And during this time, Zane kept pampering me. He showered me with lots of love and care, making me so happy that my jaws hurt from too much smiling. He would take me out for dinner or lunch. And then we would go site seeing or watch a movie. He would get me whatever little things I want. Back at the penthouse, he would cook and do the dishes. He would step into the shower with me and help me wash. He practically worshipped the ground I walked on and I’ve never felt more special. Who knew I would get myself a man who looks at me the way one would look at a delicious cake? He makes me feel wanted… desired… craved. In his arms, I feel like a woman. I can't imagine I almost made myself a miserable woman by getting mated to the wrong guy. Happiness is free as long as you find the right guy. It is possible to be the most loved woman in the world. Zane has shown me that. The way

Rose. My eyes flash as intense anger rips through me. How could Reece let another woman touch him like that? Is there something going on between them? “Excuse you, Rose. Which man are you talking about? Don’t tell me it's Reece. He hasn’t met his mate yet,” Amber taunts, folding her arms across her chest and I feel like closing the gap between us to rip her throat out. Her voice irks me. Her whole presence gets on my nerves and yet, I’ve only been in the same space as her for a few hours. A low growl leaves my lips and I’m about to reply when I suddenly come back to my senses. I meet Reece’s eyes and his confused expression makes my stomach knot. What the hell am I doing? What right do I have to act like a jealous mate? With a pounding heart, I turn and dash out of there like it’s the plague, feeling mortified. Oh no… I just made a fool out of myself. What was I thinking? The wind blows through my eyes and it stings. Why didn’t I notice how windy it was until now? I’m runnin

Rose. Weeks later and I can’t seem to take that night off my mind. The way he touched me… the way he kissed me… Oh goddess, I can still feel his tongue on my pussy, his fingers sliding in and out of me and I desperately wish it was his cock. Why did I run away? He was right there, ready to be with me and I fucked it all up. So what if he has a mate? A little play wouldn’t hurt, right? It would. Because my feelings for Reece are so intense, even I don’t understand what I’m feeling. We’ve been meeting at the training grounds but I’ve been avoiding him like the coward I am. I’m afraid that I may start to hope for something that cannot be. He’s not mine. He belongs to another… but why do I feel this strong pull towards him? I'm drawn to him like a moth to a flame... my thoughts are filled with his face and I dream about him all the time. I’m seated on a bench in the gym as I watch him train. With male warriors, thank the goddess. Reece seems to have put that bitch, A