Breaking the Bond: The Alpha Who Called Me Fake Begs for Mercy
Drevan Valkor is the Darkmoon pack's Invincible Alpha. This makes him grow arrogant and believe himself to be untouchable. Even when he drags a knife across his own hand, the wound closes almost instantly.
He laughs at me and says, "Kyra, you gasp for breath after walking just a few steps. What a pathetic, sickly burden."
What he doesn't know is that a curse forces me to suffer every bit of pain he should be feeling. The only cure is for him to acknowledge me and complete the mate bond willingly.
I endure three years of his pain, his cold shoulder treatment, and his constant entanglement with my "healthy and lively" stepsister.
I tell myself that if I can survive until the mate bonding ceremony, I will finally be free. But that hope dies on the night of the ceremony.
Before the entire pack, he pulls my stepsister, Belle Wynter, into his arms and kicks me off the altar.
"I reject Kyra Wynter as my mate," he declares. "My pack doesn't need a weakling like her."
That is the moment my conscience dies. If that's how it is, then he can't blame me for choosing the worst possible cure.