"I don't want your love or anything from you, Anya," he flatly said. I smiled bitterly and bowed my head; tears started streaming down my face. 
"I know Marcus, I know because I'm your unwanted mate." 
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Anya Lynx Collins has always wished to find his mate. She promised herself that she would do everything for him to love her, and only her if she finds him. One day Anya's wish came true. She found her other half, and it was Marcus Cepheus Kingsley, the Alpha of the Dark Hound Pack, but unfortunately, Marcus Cepheus Kingsley was a heartless demon that doesn't want anything, even a mate. 
Entangled with a person from the past. Dangers and confusions were everywhere. How will their relationship turn out?

His unwanted mate

/"Come on. We need to leave,/" Marcus sternly said. He's in a foul mood because our pack has been attacked by rouges, again, without our presence. One pack member is in critical condition right now. Damn rouges!

I hurried to follow him as not to increase his bad mood. His breathing was rigid, and his body was stiff. I put my hand on his arm to calm him down. His eyes flickered, from black back to its original color. I know he's on the edge of shifting, but he's trying to calm his wolf down. I snuggled close to him as he inhales my scent. We stayed in that position for about two minutes, then we decided to leave.

After ten to fifteen minutes, we arrived at the packhouse. Marcus hurried out of the car to go to his office, and I went straight to the pack clinic.

/"How is he?/" I asked our pack doctor. He smiled at me first and looked at the man with the bandage on his body, who was fast asleep.

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