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Kael Anderson lost his future mate and luna, Stephanie, during a rogue attack. Stephanie's death left his entire pack in mourning; her death anniversary was even declared a pack holiday.

Five years later, Kael discovers that Stephanie's younger sister Astrid is his mate. But how can that be? Wasn't Stephanie supposed to be his mate? And would his pack even accept Astrid as his mate and Luna-many have always blamed Astrid for Stephanie's death, because Stephanie died trying to save Astrid.

For her part, Astrid has lived in the shadow of her beautiful older sister for years. She knows very well that pack members and her parents wish that it was Astrid that died that day instead of Stephanie. Astrid had looked forward to the day that she would meet her mate and finally feel important to someone.

Discovering that her mate is Kael is Astrid's worst nightmare, especially when Kael reacts poorly to the discovery. Astrid decides that she is unwilling to live in Stephanie's shadow any longer. She will not spend the rest of her life with a mate who wishes she was someone else. She rejects Kael, who all too quickly accepts the rejection.

Soon afterwards, horrifying truths come out and Kael immediately regrets letting Astrid go. He sets out to get Astrid back and right the wrongs that have been done. But is it too late? Will Astrid find love with Kael, or with someone else?

A Deal with the Alpha Who Hates Me

Seeing no other outlets to release my frustration, I punched the wall. And then I punched it again. For a full twenty minutes, I continued to punch at it. I only stopped when I saw more blood on the wall than drywall.

I looked down and realized that my entire fist and all of my knuckles were solid red. I was pretty sure I had even broken bones in my hand, although I could not feel anything in that moment except numbness and rage.

"Feel better?" Joey asked, as he wiped the blood off the wall and hung the second painting back up.

Jessica came over with a wet cloth and gently wiped my hand. She then handed me ice and encouraged me to sit back down on the couch.

"Are you ready to continue?" Dr. Miller asked.

I ignored his question, choosing to instead ask one of my own.

CHAPTER 97