Blood Claims and Broken Vows
I got pregnant at the same time as Sabine, my blood-mate Draven’s first love.
But her child wasn't his. It was a werewolf mongrel—the spawn of our clan's sworn enemy.
To protect her, Draven claimed the mongrel as his own. He named it the heir to our clan.
And my child, a true pureblood, was branded a bastard. By his own father.
"Isolde," he gripped my hand, his golden eyes pleading. "Sabine is alone. The Elders will execute her. This is temporary. Trust me!"
I was a fool. I believed him.
While he was gone, escorting her to safety, his parents dragged me to the ritual chamber. They forced the cruel "Blood Purification" on me.
By the time he returned, I was gone. And our child was dead.