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"You're mine!" he roared, possessive fury darkening his eyes. "If I have to brand you with my mark to keep every other wolf at bay, so be it!"

Tears welled in Annie's eyes. "This marriage isn't love, it's a lie!" she screamed back. The room fell silent.

"Maybe once," he conceded, a dangerous edge to his voice. "But things have changed. Now, you belong to me. You're mine, forever."

Annie, the adopted daughter of a powerful pack, craves acceptance. Unlike other wolves, she lacks the full shift, a constant reminder of her difference. Then, a fated mate arrives, but instead of love's embrace, he brings a web of royal deceit that threatens to tear everything apart.

Annie harbors a hidden secret, a burden that complicates everything. Can love blossom amidst manipulation and lies? Will she succumb to the alpha's possessive claim, or will she fight for a love built on truth and acceptance? In a world where loyalty is tested and alliances crumble, can Annie carve her path?

Setting: it's a modern fantasy world with a focus on werewolf society and the political intrigue within it.

Unveiling the moonlit mate

Days turned into weeks, and Finn, cautiously at first, began to blossom under the palace roof. He worked diligently, his nimble fingers proving adept at anything we tasked him with – cleaning the library shelves, tending to the royal gardens, and even assisting the seamstresses with minor repairs. His gratitude was quiet but evident, a flicker in his eyes whenever our paths crossed.

One evening, after a particularly taxing council meeting, I found myself wandering the palace gardens, seeking solace in the serenity of the moonlit night. The gentle scent of roses hung in the air, and the rhythmic chirping of crickets filled the silence. As I rounded a corner, I came upon a scene that warmed my heart. Damian stood amidst a bed of freshly turned earth, carefully planting a row of vibrant red tulips.

"Damian," I gasped, a soft smile gracing my lips. "What a peaceful sight."

Chapter Sixty