CORA'S POV I had spent six years trying to become the woman my mate would be proud to call his wife. Six years of waking before sunrise to exercise while the rest of the pack slept, six years of starving and buying clothes that hid my curves because Daniel hated seeing me in anything that hugged my body. Six years of pretending his words didn't hurt but tonight, I was determined to believe things could change. It was our sixth wedding anniversary. I stood in front of the bedroom mirror, smoothing my hands over the red dress I had bought for the occasion. It hugged my curves and I looked beautiful. My stomach wasn't flat. My thighs were thick, and my hips filled the dress beautifully. For once, I didn't hate what I saw. I touched the necklace around my neck. Daniel had given it to me on our first anniversary, back when his eyes still softened whenever he looked at me. Back when he called me beautiful. Back when he whispered that I was the only woman he would eve
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