Blind Alpha’s Regret After Mistaking Sister for Me
I was reborn on the day my parents forced me to swear a blood oath before the Moon Goddess.
They wanted me to swear I'd give up my mate, Damien — hand him over to my sister, Vivienne.
The first time around, I'd refused. I'd cried and fought and begged.
I tried everything to make Damien see the truth. I pleaded with my parents to tell him the real story, to stop letting Vivienne impersonate me.
All I got in return was Damien's deepening hatred.
I'd run from the territory in desperation, trying to find Damien and explain face to face.
I was ambushed by rogue wolves on the way. Left bleeding out in the dirt.
With my last shred of strength, I reached out through the pack mind-link, begging Damien for help.
His voice cut through my mind, cold as ice.
"Drop the act. I'm done with your little sympathy plays."
"Don't interrupt my Mating Ceremony with Vivienne."
Then he severed the link without a second thought.
I died alone in the wilderness.
The last thing I heard was the distant roar of celebration from the pack territory — Damien and Vivienne's Mating Ceremony.
This time, I clenched my fists until my nails bit into my palms.
This time, I would never beg again.