Again, he is fucking another woman.

"Easy, Dawn," I sit on the edge of the bed, my hands clasped in my lap, trying to soothe my wolf.

Nathan, our mate, and our tormentor, has laid with another tonight. Not for the first time... 

***

Ally endured the torment of the mate bond nearly every day- her mate kept fucking different women. She had to bear it for the sake of the entire pack's hope.

Her unborn child and the support of her best friend kept Ally going. However, when she discovered that her best friend was also one of the many women who had slept with her husband, it shattered her.

In a confrontation with her friend, Ally was pushed into the sea, causing her to lose her unborn child. With her last hope gone, she considered ending her life but was saved by her mate's twin brother...

Saved By My Mate's Twin Brother

　　The scent of ancient incense wraps itself around my senses, a familiar and unwelcome embrace. Poppy's hand is on my arm, her grip firm, guiding me through the dimly lit corridors of the witch's lair. It's a place drenched in shadows and secrets, where the past deeds of the Luparian Kingdom still linger like cobwebs in the corners.


　　"Careful, Nathan," she whispers, her voice both a warning and a caress. "She doesn't take kindly to impatience."


　　I nod, the taste of iron thick on my tongue. In this dank chamber where the supernatural thrives, I am both king and supplicant- a dichotomy that never fails to rankle.


　　The witch, Marla, emerges from the darkness like a specter, her eyes glinting with a hint of malice or perhaps amusement. "Back again, are we?" Her voice slithers through the air, smooth as silk and just as ensnaring.


　　"Marla." My acknowledgment is curt, an attempt to maintain some semblance of control. "I need your...insight."


CHAPTER 61 The Witch's Promise