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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

For a moment, there was nothing but silence.

Cain stood frozen, watching as Avery's lashes fluttered, her gaze unfocused as she blinked up at the ceiling.

Then, her lips parted, a small, breathy exhale escaping. Confusion flickered across her face before her gaze slowly shifted to him.

Cain sucked in a breath; her eyes were clear. Not clouded. Not fevered.

He moved before he could stop himself, lowering onto the bed, grasping her wrist. "Avery," he called out, unable to keep the panic out of his voice.

Avery's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked at him. Then, to his complete and utter shock, she giggled the second she laid eyes on him.

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