My prophecies made my mate, Alpha Kane, a king. And on the day of his coronation, he murdered me. All because his first love, Scarlett, was exiled and died after trying to poison me.The world shattered as the silver blade slid into my heart.The last thing I saw was Kane’s triumphant, hateful stare.I gasped, my eyes flying open. I was breathing hard.No fatal wound in my chest. No stench of blood in my nose, only the pine scent of the sacred fire on the Moonlight Altar.This wasn't the silence of the grave. It was the low, ritualistic chant of the packs."Saintess Mira, please choose your mate."The Elder's aged voice echoed the one from that fateful night, eight years ago.My hands trembled as I looked down at them. They were flawless.Eighteen years old. The Choosing Ceremony.I… was reborn.Memories flooded back, a torrent of pain and hatred that swallowed me whole.The Great War between the North and South had broken out. My gift of prophecy had pushed me into the role of Saintes
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