MimiNeinei

"I don't want your love or anything from you, Anya," he flatly said. I smiled bitterly and bowed my head; tears started streaming down my face. 

"I know Marcus, I know because I'm your unwanted mate." 
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Anya Lynx Collins has always wished to find his mate. She promised herself that she would do everything for him to love her, and only her if she finds him. One day Anya's wish came true. She found her other half, and it was Marcus Cepheus Kingsley, the Alpha of the Dark Hound Pack, but unfortunately, Marcus Cepheus Kingsley was a heartless demon that doesn't want anything, even a mate. 

Entangled with a person from the past. Dangers and confusions were everywhere. How will their relationship turn out?

Unwanted Mate: Anya's Lament

I slowly open my eyes and looked everywhere. Where the heck am I? I feel my arms numbed. When I examined it, I found that it was from the wound. The fucking silver. 


"Damn it! That bastard! He stabbed me for the second time," I angrily said. I remember what happened before I fainted, and I know that voice. I'm sure it was Damien. I tried to move my hands, but it was chained to the wall, and I was in prison. I tried to contact Arnold through the pack link, but I couldn't reach him. What the hell is happening out there? 


"Damien, you bastard! Release me this instant!" I shouted angrily, shaking the chains in my hand. I tried to break it, but I couldn't do anything; my wrists hurt even more. 


"Fuck you, Damien! When I get out of here, I will kill you!" I angrily yelled. 


"You can't do anything there. That chain is mixed with silver, so you can't break it," the voice said in prison in front of me. So, that's why my wound hasn't healed yet. 


TWENTY-SEVEN