On my 18th Birthday, My twin sister married my mate, Alpha Jacob, in my name.
 
 I was Alisa Clark, the she-wolf with the purest blood. The Alphas must feed on my blood. 
 They were blessed with great power while they were cursed. The greater their abilities, the shorter their lives. My blood protected them from their curse
 
 Yet, my twin Jennifer took away my glory and had me tortured for 6 years! Worse still, My mate allowed it
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 "You've been like a pig for us. He can smell you down here. He's known this whole time."
 
  She took out a mirror and held it up to my face. " You think he would ever accept such an ugly mate like this pig."
 
 I hadn't seen myself since I was twelve, vibrant and healthy. I was a child then, and now I looked like a ghost. My face was hollow and pale like a sick person. 
 
 I saw the scar on my face, it burned and had inflamed my cheek so that it was swollen. My eyes were red from the tears. 
 
 My hair was dull and limp over my skull. My purple eyes were the only piece of me that still held some semblance of life. 
 
 I could see scars even on my neck, and I knew that my body was even more scarred, and even more pathetic...
 
 "How dare you be so stupid." Jennifer said. "How dare you think the Alpha wants you for more than your blood. Imagine him mating with you, when he could have me."

The Lunas Second Chance Mate

#Chapter 60 I would do anything for him


After playing some games with Dylan and Michelle all afternoon, I was in better spirits than I had been in a while. It had given me some reprieve from wondering about Diana being Jacob's blood provider, and being offered as a future mate to Ryan.


That last part really ate away at my soul, I was not sure what I could do to prevent it if Ryan would be Alpha. And I kind of believed that he would be the best Alpha the Alexanders had ever produced.


I knew that he wanted to, no matter what he said, I hardly trusted that when the time was right, he would give that all up to be with me as a non-mate lover with hot and cold flashes of affection. I sighed as I snuck up to Ryan's side entrance, expecting him to be waiting for me as usual.


When I had to knock, I felt a little agitated. His sense always warned him of my arrival, was he not home?


The servant that answered allowed me to come in. "Yes,' Ryan is home. I will get him."
