Second Chance? I've Got Two Alphas Now
On the night of the full moon, my fated mate, Alpha Chase Howler of the Redstone Pack, rejects me right in front of everyone. He has one arm slung around my best friend, Bella Hooks.
"Daisy, you're too much of a traditionalist, not to mention you're very domineering. Bella, on the other hand, is very understanding and docile. She's the one who's meant to be my Luna."
I try to explain to Chase that this is the Moon Goddess' arrangement for us. Yet, Bella clutches her chest before collapsing into Chase's arms, her eyes already reddened.
"Daisy, I'm not a powerful healer like you. I know that I'm far too useless. If my death allows you to be with Chase, then I shall die right now."
Chase is heartbroken, to say the least. He forcibly rejects our bond, completely disregarding the fact that we've been together for years.
When I spit out some blood and collapse to the ground, Chase doesn't even bother glancing at me. Instead, he busies himself in comforting Bella, who has suffered from shock.
As my punishment for making Bella sad, Chase decides to make me kneel before the altar until I'm willing to admit my mistakes.
"You can only get up to your feet when you decide to apologize to Bella."
I end up kneeling before the altar for three days and three nights before finally collapsing into a dead faint.
When I stir awake once again, two mating marks have occupied my neck. I see the Alpha twins, Kyle and Ryan Grayback, standing in front of me. Legend has it that they are the violent and bloodthirsty rulers of the Snowlight Pack in the north.
Later on, Chase begins regretting his decision to reject me like mad. He relentlessly pleads with me to give him another chance.
But my mates are quick to refute, "How dare you ogle our Luna, you filthy mongrel!"