Kira froze.She probably didn't expect me to hand over the ring so easily. She even forgot to keep up her fake sobbing.I didn't look at her again. I crouched down and picked up a piece of the shattered snow wolf.The sharp edge immediately cut my finger.Blood beaded up, but I felt no pain.On the night we mated seven years ago, Jaxson had held my hand and pressed it solemnly against this very statue."Feel the ancestors' power, Ayla," his voice was deep and loving then. "It will bless our mate bond, until death do us part."Then, he bit into the back of my neck in front of the altar, leaving a deep mark.For seven years, he was passionately devoted to me in bed, treating me like his greatest treasure.Now, the statue was broken.And our relationship seemed just as broken, impossible to piece back together."My wolf isn't feeling well." I stood up, gripping the bloody shard. My voice was cold. "I won't ruin the festival for you all."I ignored Jaxson's ugly expression and turned to le
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