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An official notification from the Alpha Council filled the screen: [Luna Wren, the Mate Bond dissolution documents you commissioned have been prepared. They will take effect immediately upon signature by both parties.]

So he opened his eyes which were glowing golden. By seeing his son in this state old alpha called loud " Ken!". There entered a well built, tall, fair skin with blue eyes alpha. Gulf turned his gaze to the new person in this room. He smelt the heavenly smell of mint made his eyes glow more gold. His blood rushing fast all over his veins. His wolf screaming loud MATE. By hearing his wolf's word his heart pounding too fast doesn't know what this means, when he tried to get up, he loses his grip and about to fell.

"You a bit warm now?" She nodded. We sat there together in complete silence. "Do you want me to sing you a song?" She nodded. "Alrght then..." "Oh her eyes, her eyes Make the stars look like they're no shinin' Her hair, her hair Falls perfectly without her tryin' She's so beautiful and I tell her everyday Oh I know, I know When I complement her she won't believe me But it's so, it's so Sad to think that she don't see what I see

I pulled back slightly from our embrace, grateful for her unwavering support. "Thank you, Amara," I murmured, my voice filled with sincerity. "Your words mean the world to me. Just like you said, I’ll focus on savoring every moment by cherishing the love that surrounds me and also getting used to the fact that I was born for this," I added. Amara smiled, her face radiant despite her lack of sight. "You have a light within you, Lydia. Let it shine today and always. Now, it's time for the bells to ring, signaling the beginning of a new chapter in your life."

Hazel eyes swirling between golden brown and light hues of blue, calling to me, telling me I have finally made it home. “Mate” The word slips out so foreign, yet so… right? Her lips mimic mine. My vision focuses, a little sanity bleeding back into me when I focus on her worried face, her fear mingling with my pain as reality slams back into me with full force. Mate. My mate.

My daughter Aria was hospitalized due to nut allergy, but my Alpha mate’s Omega mistress Vivian gave Aria nut chocolate as a gift. I suppressed my anger and refused, but Marcus frowned and scolded me:"Serena, Vivian meant well. She didn't know about the allergy." My mate Marcus Blackthorne is the Alpha of Blackwater Pack. Border conflicts had erupted suddenly, forcing him to patrol our territory for several days. He returned just in time for our daughter's discharge from hospital, driving over to pick us up.

"You don't have an evil aura on you. Hadith won't like the Sun Sacred Trees. He won't like the Heart of the God of War either. They are useless to him." Chu Xun was slightly stunned. "So that's how it is. Hadith is the Pluto God, a filthy thing. The Sun Sacred Trees and the Heart of the God of War are both holy things. Hadith has never liked them." "Can't I take them back and stuff them in the toilet?" Athena frowned slightly. A trace of anger appeared on her holy and calm face.

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He said calmly and quietly, so that no one could hear: - Am I a monster? Or the one that decided to kill the unborn children? The crowd yelled around them. Larana looked into the cold light green eyes, and felt the insides and bones turn into brittle ice. Amtar now frightened her more than a fire that was about to break out under her feet. Goodbye Lana. You will meet with your dark god. Amtar deftly jumped to the ground and waved his hand to the servants. They dragged several clay jugs of oil and soaked the brushwood. One of them brought a torch.

Alita I can’t stop staring at Mateo and I notice he hasn’t released his breath since he asked if I believe him. I slowly nod my head; I do believe him. The tingles, the sparks, his scent, and the overwhelming desire to be with him made it obvious. He is my mate. I force myself to stand up. Mateo holds his arm out, helping to steady me. I look down at Aamon who is watching me curiously. I’m overwhelmed by the emotions and tears threaten to fall down my face and in a choppy voice I ask, “What the hell is going on? You clearly aren’t my mate.”