My Spare Heart Was Never Mine
I was a rarity. A wolf born with two hearts.
My parents paid a fortune to rogue healers to implant the second one when I was just an embryo.
All because my sister, Cora, was born with a defective heart.
They waited for me to grow up, just so I could give my second heart to her.
Later, I met my mate, Alpha Rhys.
He treated me so well. I really thought he was different from my parents.
But the day Cora’s heart failed, my mate held my hand. His touch was terribly gentle.
"Baby, just give Cora one heart. You have a spare, right?"
He didn't know.
I only had one heart left.
I gave my spare to him years ago.