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 kept pacing back and forth; I'm anxious. I can't wait to see him. No, scratch that; I needed to see him. I can't bear to lose him. I can't take to see him hurt. I still love him. 


"What time are we leaving?" I asked Brent again. He looked at me, and he sighed. 


"You asked me that Miss Anya for about five times. We will wait for Alpha's order, okay? We will definitely save him, Anya. Please, calm down," he said to me. I sat down, and Lilac's handed me a glass of water, which I gladly took and drink. 


"He's okay, isn't he?" I asked my wolf. 


"I don't know. We know Damien. He will kill our mate because he failed to kill Candice," my wolf worriedly said. What if he's dead? God no! There are too many if's swirling inside my head. He's not dead. I can feel it even though our mate bond is weaker. I want to cry, but I need to be strong. Marcus needs me. 


"Let's go, Anya. We're leaving," Brent said. This is it; wait for me, Marcus. I will save you. 


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