
She Promised Forever Then Marked HimBefore our bonding ceremony, my mate, Alpha Zarya, told me she had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Soren.
She claimed he had a fatal moon-fade sickness, that his wolf was dying. If she didn’t mark him, he would die.
I fought her on it. The next day, she moved Soren straight into the pack house penthouse.
The suite meant for the future Head Mate.
My suite.
To calm me down, she even bowed her head—a rare show of weakness. “I’ll remove the mark as soon as he’s stable,” she promised. “You are still my only Head Mate.”
But then Soren found me. He handed me a magical diagnostic report.
Permanent Mark & Deep Knotting: Three Weeks.
They hadn't just slept together. They had formed a permanent, deep-knotted bond long before she ever “confessed” to me.
My world turned to ash.
My pen bit into the calendar, scratching a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our bonding ceremony.
Then, I opened my laptop. The email from the Laureate Healers Guild of Europe was waiting.
I typed two words.
"I accept."