THE ALPHA'S FORSAKEN MATE
His eyes look into mine, and I see something flash across his face—conflict, maybe even regret.
Then his expression hardens into cold stone.
"I, Amos Thompson, future Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack," he says in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "reject you, Mira Stone, as my mate and future Luna."
The words hit me like physical blows. Around us, pack members gasp and start whispering. Some laugh. I hear Sarah's delighted giggle from somewhere nearby.
The mate bond breaks, and pain like I've never felt before tears through my chest. It feels like my heart is being ripped apart. Luna howls in agony inside my mind, and I fall to my knees, unable to stand.
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