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The sight of them standing shoulder-to-shoulder sent a frost through my veins that no wolf’s fever could thaw. I finally understood why Andrew hadn’t even flinched when I threatened to break our bond back at the estate. Why would he care about a stray when his True Mate—the one the pack actually wanted—had finally come home?Andrew strode toward me, his golden eyes scanning my pallid face. He tracked the scent of my distress, his brow furrowing. "You look like you’re about to shift out of season, Lanka. Are you ill?"Serena Wolfe followed him, her hand reaching out to clasp mine with a practiced, sisterly concern. "Your skin is like ice, Lanka. Please, don’t tell me you’ve misunderstood. Today is my birth-dawn, and after four years in the Northern Territories, my family insisted on a Moon-Feast. I had a sudden spell after the ceremony, so Andrew had to bring me to the Silverline."I jerked my hand back so violently her fingers were left grasping at nothing. I saw Andrew’s gaze darken,

The dismissal in his tone made it impossible to swallow. It was more than insulting; it was pathetic.My eyes burned with a cold, sharp fury. "Yes, I wanted a pup once. I wanted a family with you. But now? Not a chance in hell. I’m young, Andrew. Why would I throw my life away to bear an heir for a cold-blooded relic like you? I’m not playing games. I am done. I want the divorce.""Divorce?" He let out a dry, humorless bark of a laugh. "You screw up my life, trash my gifts, and then try to use a split as a threat? Don’t forget how you clawed your way into the title of Andrew Wolfe’s mate. You haven't earned the right to even speak about leaving."He didn't find it funny; he looked murderous. A vein throbbed in his temple as he gripped my chin, his voice a low command. "Take it back.""Or what? I’ll spit in your face and we can see if you can take that back," I snarled, locking eyes with him.In the distance, the glare of approaching headlights cut through the dark, illuminating my ash