All Chapters of Severing My Alpha's Mark: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Andrew rushed to Anna's place, a desperate hope flickering in his heart that Lucia might suddenly appear.But when Anna opened the door, his hope died.No Lucia."Come in," Anna said flatly."Where is she?" Andrew demanded.Anna ignored his question and tossed a phone at him."Look. Lucia left this for me. She said if you came looking for her, I was to show this to you."Andrew's hands trembled as he took the phone.He was met with a flood of messages from Crystal, each one a dagger to his heart:"Poor Lucia. Your mate is so passionate with me. He completely wore me out. I wonder if he's ever been like that with you? I bet not.""He didn't come home last night, did he? Did he tell you he was dealing with pack business? He was in my bed.""He said you were boring again last night. Said you were like a log in bed."There were also intimate photos—of him and Crystal embracing, kissing, and even more private moments.Andrew's face went white. The phone nearly slipped from his grasp.He sho

When Andrew returned from his border patrol, he heard laughter coming from the living room.The sound made him frown. For days, the manor had been shrouded in a dead silence.He pushed open the living room doors, and the scene before him sent a surge of fury through him.Crystal was sitting in the main armchair—Lucia's chair—directing the staff like she was the lady of the manor. She wore a vibrant red dress and flawless makeup, a smug look on her face."Get rid of this painting," Crystal said, pointing to a landscape that had been Lucia’s favorite. "Replace it with that modern abstract piece. And the color of this sofa is so drab. Go buy a white leather one tomorrow."The servants exchanged uneasy glances, not daring to move."Also," Crystal continued, not noticing Andrew’s arrival, "that burnt-out garden… I've already contacted a designer to turn it into a private pool. And the sunroom needs to be redone. I want it as my personal dressing room…""That's enough," Andrew's voice cut th

After midnight, the rogue district in south Seattle was bathed in the dim glow of streetlights.This was the city's underbelly, a haven for wolves cast out by their packs. The air stank of cheap alcohol, sweat, and despair.A black SUV pulled to a stop in front of the "Moonlit Bar," the most notorious spot in the district.The doors opened, and two burly men got out.They opened the trunk and dragged out a barely conscious Crystal.Her expensive red dress was ruined by blood and grime, her face streaked with tears.Thump.Crystal was thrown onto the filthy concrete. She tried to get up, but her body, now without its wolf, was too weak to even stand.The rogues loitering outside the bar immediately gathered around."Gods, is that Crystal?" a woman with green hair shrieked. "The one who shacked up with Alpha Andrew?""Hahaha! Look who it is! Our 'lady' has returned!" another man with a face full of tattoos mocked. "What's wrong? Couldn't handle the high life?"More and more wolves crowde

A week later, the entire werewolf world was stunned by a video that appeared out of nowhere.In it, Andrew sat on a simple chair against a stained wall.The once-handsome and powerful Alpha, the object of desire for countless she-wolves, was now so gaunt he was unrecognizable.His cheeks were hollow, his eyes ringed with black, but the most terrifying part was his eyes—empty, desperate, and flickering with a madness that was on the verge of breaking."I am Alpha Andrew," he said, his voice raw. "I'm here to make a confession."He paused, struggling to control his emotions."Three months ago, I did something unforgivable. I betrayed my Luna, my destined mate, Lucia. I… I got another omega pregnant with my child."Every wolf watching gasped. An Alpha publicly admitting to cheating on his Luna was unheard of."I know how pathetic and shameful that sounds," Andrew continued, tears welling in his eyes. "I am a coward and a liar who deserves none of the love she gave me."His voice broke."L

(Lucia’s POV)Three days later, at dusk, I was sitting at a small table in the back of the shop, studying an ancient herbalism text."Laura," Margot said softly. "You should see this."She held up her communicator. A video was going viral on the werewolf networks.I looked up and saw Andrew in the hospital bed. I could feel the life draining out of him. Cullen looked old and broken, his every word laced with a father’s pain.After watching, I calmly handed the device back to Margot. "People don't die just because someone leaves them, Margot."See him one last time? The biggest lesson I had learned was to never again compromise my own well-being for someone else's."Not even for a destined mate?" Margot asked gently.I shook my head. "Especially not for a destined mate. True love should make you stronger, not more fragile."Just then, the wind chime on the door jingled, and a tall, lean man walked in.He was around thirty, with dark brown hair and piercing gray eyes. He wore simple trav