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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

The weight of my outburst with Damian pressed down on me like a leaden cloak as I entered the grand hall the next morning. The air crackled with a tension that went beyond the usual courtly whispers. My stomach churned, a premonition of impending doom gnawing at me.

My suspicions were confirmed when I found myself face-to-face with King Aaron. His usual jovial demeanor was replaced by a steely glint in his eyes, his smile strained.

"Ah, Annie," he boomed, his voice carrying an undercurrent of disapproval. "There you are. I presume you enjoyed last night's festivities."

"Indeed, Your Majesty," I replied, my voice tight. "The company was most pleasant."

His lips twitched into a humorless smile. "I trust Ambassador Lyra's… exuberance didn't prove too taxing on your delicate sensibilities?"

My heart hammered against my ribs. The King knew. Of course, he knew. The intricate web of court gossip would have ensured it.

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