The Alpha's Forgotten Mate
"You’re what the Goddess saw fit to gift me? A pitiful, weak little thing that cannot even command her own shadow?"
Whispers erupted through the crowd and I could barely breathe.
"She’s your fated mate, Alpha," one of the elders said cautiously, stepping forward.
Orion tilted his head, his eyes gleaming with contempt. "I don’t need a mate to rule. I need strength, power and that…”, he pointed at me like I was filth beneath his boot…”, is not power. That’s a burden."
I felt my heart rip, even though I barely knew this man.