The moment Alpha Kade’s eyes met mine across the pack circle, I knew. I was wrong. Dead wrong to think eighteen years of loyalty, of stitched wounds and midnight patrols, would matter more than the wolf I didn’t have. “Elara of Silverfang,” Kade’s voice boomed, cold as the mountain stone beneath my bare feet. “The Moon Goddess made a mistake.” The crowd of three hundred pack members went silent. Even the wind held its breath. “You are wolf-less. Empty.” He stepped closer, and the bond I’d cherished since we were children went ice-cold in my chest. “I, Alpha Kade of Silverfang, reject you, Elara, as my mate.” Pain isn’t a strong enough word. It was a blade of frozen fire, carving out my ribs, shredding the fragile thread that tied my soul to his. I gasped, knees hitting stone. The pack’s scent—pine, blood, disgust—choked me. His Luna, Mira, smirked from his side. Her wolf, a sleek silver beauty, yipped in triumph. “Finally,” she whispered, loud enough for everyone. “Our Alpha de
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