Severing the Mate Bond, I Rose As the White Wolf Alpha
I dated Logan, the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the North, for three years. For his sake, I left my own pack and moved into Black Moon territory.
The day a rival pack attacked us, I sat alone in the emergency room getting twelve stitches.
Logan never came. He sent a trainee guard to watch me and left a message: "I'm busy. Take a cab back to the estate."
At that same moment, his secretary Maggie's livestream was going viral.
All because she'd gotten a minor scrape, Logan deployed ten private helicopters and locked down the entire street.
He said, "Anyone who makes her bleed a single drop is making an enemy of me."
I looked at my sutured wound. I didn't cry.
I was his mate. But in his ey