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“P-please let me go..” I stammered and before I knew it, I was word vomiting while crying. “—I won’t return. You won’t ever see me again. I know you don’t want me as a mate. You hate me, so please let me go.” I cried out. 

Cain’s jaw tightened with each word that left my lips  “What gave you the idea that you have the power to choose what you want?” His voice was low, “You don’t get to decide what, how, and when you leave. Only I get to do that. You don’t get to leave me, you don’t get to run! You only leave when I want you to.” 

"I didn’t ask for this,” I whispered, trembling. “I didn’t ask to be your mate.”

Cain stepped back, “Neither did I,” he muttered under his breath. “But the bond doesn’t give us a choice, does it?”
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As the only child of her late Alpha father, Avery Jae was meant to inherit her family’s legacy. But on the day of her arranged marriage to Alpha Lucian, her world crumbles. Rejected, humiliated, and cast aside for her own cousin, Avery barely escapes with her life only to find out a much deeper secret. One that changes everything. 

When Avery awakens, she finds herself in a foreign land, caught by the ruthless guards of the Vehiron pack, led by the infamous Alpha Cain. Tall, broad and as dangerous as the army he commands. 

Alpha Cain has a reputation that sends chills down the spine of even the most dangerous warriors. Haunted by his dark past, he has vowed never to take a mate, yet the moment he lays eyes on Avery, everything changes.

With a single word, Avery is bound to Cain—whether he wants it or not. In a world where betrayal runs deep, can Avery ever trust the alpha who might just be her worst enemy.

Betrayed by Blood, Claimed by the Alpha

The scratch of his pen against the papers was the only sound in the room. Cain sat still, his gaze flickering through each word written on the papers. He had been at it for four hours already and yet he still wasn't done. He paused for a second, glancing at the wall clock. Lydia should have arrived already; she had to continue the paperwork.

Cain's head snapped up just as Lucas practically rushed in, breathless, his face pale.

"Alpha—" Lucas started but then hesitated, his throat bobbing.

"Speak. What is the problem?" Cain asked, deducing from Lucas's body language that something was wrong.

"The bloodroot poison seller, Sir Xander, brought into the pack. The one in the dungeon. Ezek, he's dead."

Cain shot up from his chair, the wood scraping against the stone floor. "What do you mean dead?"

Chapter 115