Arden Wilder

"He's our mate."
The world around me seemed empty at that moment. I froze. The way he walked, his posture—there was something hauntingly familiar about him.
I stood without thinking as I tried to catch up with him. The closer I got to him, the more the pull increased. It was like he was magneting me. 
And then I saw his face. I was instantly knocked out of breath.
"Nathan………"
Evelyn Miller, the next Alpha of the Nightshade Pack, has spent years believing the love of her life, Nathan, died in a war. To move forward, she agrees to an arranged marriage, accepting her duty over her heart.
But something happened one fateful day after seven years, her wolf senses something impossible—her fated mate is near. And to her shock, it's Nathan. Alive.
Yet Nathan doesn't recognize her as his mate. He's changed, hardened by betrayal and loss. Unknown to them, lies and deception tore them apart seven years ago. Now, with Evelyn bound to another and Nathan consumed by hatred, the truth is buried deep.
Can they unravel the past before it's too late? Or has fate already sealed their tragic ending?

Fated To Love Again

　　The previous day had been filled with different kind of emotions. Anger, pain, confusion, everything.


　　I didn't want to think about it anymore—didn't want to feel those way again. All I wanted was to push it all aside, to forget Nathan, to pretend he never came back.


　　Would I say it didn't hurt? It actually did hurt me but getting him out of my mind was for the best.


　　If I had survived seven years without him, I could survive now.


　　In a strange way, believing he was dead hurt less than having him here and watching him treat me as though I didn't matter.


　　If someone had told me back then that Nathan—my Nathan—would act this way, I wouldn't have believed it.


　　Not for a second. But now? Now, it was my reality, and no amount of wishing could change it.


　　I shook my head, trying to shove the thoughts away. He didn't deserve to occupy my mind. He didn't deserve me.


　　"Oh, Evelyn," I muttered, running my hand over my hair in frustration.


CHAPTER 62 A Surprise Notification