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Today, my eighteenth birthday, was meant for my bonding with James, my fated mate. Instead, the day before, he coldly rejected me, declaring his love for another. Today was their engagement party. The bride, the Chief Elder's daughter, shimmered in an extravagant diamond gown. She was a vision of noble beauty. With the Silver Moon Pack's Alpha unexpectedly deceased, the Chief Elder held the power to appoint the successor. James, driven by ambition, chose the Alpha position over me, a lowly Omega with a sick mother and no influence.

I had been crouched at my locker, trying to rearrange my books in a way that wouldn’t send them spilling onto the floor. Max had walked past with her usual friends. She was as beautiful as ever. I had prepared myself for the sting of being overlooked, the way i always was. But then it happened. Max’s gaze flicked down, caught mine for the briefest moment, and she smiled. Not a cruel smile. Not pity. Just… warmth. A flicker of recognition that said, I see you. I had gone breathless. It lasted only a second before Max was gone, swept down the hallway in a tide of noise. But for me, that second had been seismic.

For the sake of buying Kelly time to escape, Elio actually used his Alpha aura to force me to stay put and be a shield. With a smash, he crushed the moonstone—the one that held all my memories and hopes—without a shred of mercy. A pure white shield instantly expanded, wrapping him and Kelly tightly inside. After that, they ran at full speed toward the pack. As the moonstone shattered and his cold Alpha command rang out, the mate bond within me—a five-year tether symbolizing loyalty and love—let out a piercing wail of agony and despair, then snapped with a thunderous crack.

Yet even when I thought I didn’t have a heart, even when I believed myself incapable of tenderness, my mind still found ways to return to her. She was the first woman who had ever stirred something in me I couldn’t control… something real, compared to the ones I've had in the past. When she saw me, she froze. Then she gave me a weak smile and held Fiona’s hand tighter, but her smile vanished instantly. She looked behind me and she saw Ruby. I had forgotten she was still standing there. And now Mia stared at her like she had seen a ghost. “Why is she here?” Ruby asked, annoyance dripping from her voice.

Kotori asked. Mika nodded. "He is. He travelled with Jai here." "Ah..." she then leaned to Mika and whispered. "He's kinda cute." Mika smiled and nodded in agreement. "He is. I wonder if he got a girlfriend. Maybe you can sign up?" Kotori slapped her hand softly. "Ouch! Why'd you do that for?" Mika held her hand and looked at Kotori with a frown, but she then smiled, showing that she wasn't as serious.

She said. My brows furrowed in confusion. But even though I had no idea why, I still nodded, "I won't tell anyone, especially to Mirco and Zen. I promise." She took a deep breath before saying: "Yumi... she's Mirco and Zen's first love." If I felt something inside me stir once again, I didn't notice it anymore, and I didn't pay any attention to it either. All my attention goes to what Marrah had just revealed.

Need I remind you that Miyamura is wonderfully good at smacking the shit out of people? And for some strange reason, he really likes the idea of hitting me. “Yeah, you’re right”. Miyamura agrees much to my surprise. “But I think that’s the way Sorahiko shows affection, after all, he won’t be my lover if he didn’t like me a bit”. If only it were just a little bit. “Well, this is nice”. Aito smiles encouragingly. “You both look so domestic, and I’ve literally never seen you this calm, Mira”.

“I have a few announcements. What I am about to share is for your awareness only. The decision was made jointly and unanimously by the four regional Queens and myself. A formal announcement will be issued the day after Her Majesty’s coronation.” The chamber quieted. “First,” Mikan said, “I will be taking a royal companion.” Rela pounced immediately. “A companion and not a wife?” “I cannot take her as a wife,” Mikan replied calmly. “A lead royal must marry a royal. She is not.” “Then who?” Rela pressed. Mikan extended his hand. Tia stepped forward and took it. “Tia has agreed to be my companion,” he said, “and she is my marked mate.”

she asked with a sarcasm in her tone. “Chloe,” I hissed. “What?” she asked nonchalantly, “Mikan doesn't look like a keeper, you know?” “Seriously Chole? Why do you have to say unlucky girl? And Mikan is not a keeper? Mikan's a nice guy, and above that he was my best friend,” I said, now I'm annoyed. Mikan's always the nice guy and I really hate it when someone bad mouthed my best friend. He was my best support after everything I went through, though I really don't understand the thing about him marrying my ex-fiance. Still, he's a nice guy and when he loves someone dearly, he'd go through hell just to be with that person.

“You know… I do worry about Heri sometimes. He’s always moving, always flying, sometimes vacationing alone. I know he’s not my biological child, but… I can feel it when he’s lonely.” She paused. “I always prayed that someday, he’d come back here… with someone.” Her gaze turned to Sakura, soft and knowing. “And today… that prayer was answered.” Sakura blushed. “We’re just… friends,” she said quietly. “Friends?” Yuriko teased. “You seem very comfortable with each other.” Sakura didn’t respond. But she smiled—and nodded. Yuriko beamed. “Thank you, Sakura-chan. I could see it in his eyes. Today, he looked warmer than ever.”