Finding My True Alpha with the Wooden Mask
After I became a Beta, I had rejected the marriage arranged by the Moon Goddess between Jackson and me.
But when I saw that old wooden mask hanging from his waist, I began to pay attention to Jackson.
Once, on the battlefield, Jackson was struck by several arrows and forced to the edge of a cliff.
In order to buy him a chance to escape, I lunged at the enemy, but they anticipated my move and struck me with a hidden weapon.
Liquid silver flowed into my heart through my blood. Even though the healer saved me, I lost my wolf and remained in a coma for an entire year.