"I, Gabriel Foster of the Nightfall Pack, hereby announce that my fated mate Raine will be joining our pack. I hope that everyone will treat both Raine and Luna Elena with equal respect in the future."

My husband Gabriel had announced in front of all of our pack members on our third wedding anniversary that he had found his fated mate. 

I stared blankly at the two figures cuddled up in the center of the hall as a wave of numbness washed over me and I listened to all of the members of the pack congratulating them wholeheartedly.

Gabriel's so-called Fated Mate, Raine, feigning innocence and vulnerability, handed me a glass of wine. But that glass of wine took my life!

Yet, the Moon Goddess decided my story wasn't over. She granted me a second chance. This time, I am determined to peel back the mask of that bitch and make Gabriel experience a regret so profound it will be his living torment!

The Broken Luna's Revenge

　　We didn't invite a priest to officiate, instead, I had entrusted this sacred task to my father.


　　My father spoke solemnly, "Luke Wilson of the Embermoon Pack, do you take Miss Elena to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"


　　Luke looked deeply at my father, took a deep breath to compose himself, then turned to me with his bright blue eyes shining. "I do."


　　"The Ironclad Pack's Elena Brown, do you take Luke to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"


　　I held Luke's hand and looked into his eyes. "I do."


　　We smiled at each other and added in unison,


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