Lolo_Regent

"Mate," my wolf spoke loudly in my mind. 
The smell hit me first. A smoky cedarwood, dark and heavy. My body reacted before my head even had a chance to process what was going on, and then I saw him.
Alpha Elias Beaumont. He was tall, and handsome. His full dark hair made me feel bald and emerald eyes were sharper than the edge of a knife. 
He stole the moment. The rest of the world went into oblivion.
He was mine.
I took one step closer and he retreated.
The earth beneath my feet could have turned to liquid, it was that soft.
Elias's face impossible to decipher, his jaw shut tight, his eyes burning with some feeling I had no notion how to classify.
My wolf yelped in agony, but I held strong, muzzling my own breath into a level plane, waiting…waiting for him to speak.
He felt it just like I did. I moved towards him, but he stopped me with his hand. "Don't," he warned. 
And then, his words, individually like a blade, cutting through me.
"I, Alpha Elias Beaumont of the Artemis Pack, deny you, Amara Kings, as my mate."
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For eighteen years, Amara Kings has been nothing more than a ghost—a forgotten heir locked away in secrecy. On the night of her long-awaited debut, she senses her fated mate among the guests. But her dreams of love and freedom shatter when Alpha Elias Beaumont, the man destined to be hers, publicly rejects her and claims her sister, Kamla, instead.  
Betrayed and heartbroken, Amara swears Kamla will not get away with her deception. But when Kamla is found murdered that same night, all eyes turn to Amara. Branded a jealous killer, she is thrown into a nightmare of torture and humiliation at the hands of the mate who once denied her.  
But Amara is no ordinary wolf. As darkness rises and buried secrets unravel, she discovers a power within her that could reshape the entire werewolf world—or destroy it. With enemies lurking in the shadows, an obsessed Alpha vying for her heart, and Elias desperate for redemption, Amara must decide: will she seek vengeance, claim her rightful place, or carve a new destiny of her own?  
The truth was never meant to come to light. But now that it has, the world will never be the same.

The Accused Mate

The witch's blood spilled over my hands as I pressed harder on her wound. Her eyes - once filled with hate - now showed only fear.

"Stay with me, Celeste," I ordered. "You don't get to die yet."

When my son had brought this half-dead witch into our pack house, I wanted to finish the job myself. After all, she had helped trick Elias with that fake mate bond. But now she was our only chance to save Amara.

"Mother, let me—" Elias started.

I cut him off with a look. "Get the healing flowers from my cabinet. The red box."

As he rushed away, I turned back to Celeste. Her skin was getting paler by the second.

"Why did you help Kamla deceive my son?" I ordered, pressing harder on her wound.

She coughed, blood coloring her lips. "I had no choice. The Mother... she has my family."

"The Mother?" The name sent ice through my blood. I hadn't heard it spoken in twenty years.

Chapter 89: A Mother's Legacy