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My fated mate is allergic to me, only his childhood sweetheart can ease his rut.
To prove he loves me, every time he marks his little sweetheart, he whispers my name.
But one day, I accidentally clicked on the memory crystal he named "Eternal Bond".
I saw a video of his bonding ceremony with his childhood sweetheart from seven years ago.
I couldn't believe it, so I drowned my sorrows in alcohol, but was drugged with herbs that weaken werewolf powers.
In my weakened state, I heard Damien and the pack members mocking me shamelessly.
"Sera's more gullible than a lost lamb."
"I made her stay pure for eight years, I can make her live as a widow for life."
The wolves laughed at me for being an Omega who couldn't be marked.
One wolf was confused.
"Alpha, if you don't want Sera, why not just kick her out of the pack?"
Damien turned head and claimed his sweetheart’s lip in a searing kiss. His eyes are cold and sharp.
"If it wasn't for her, Lilith's brother wouldn't have died. I'm punishing her for life on Lilith's behalf."
Years of love were just his deliberate revenge.My heart was shattered to pieces, and I left for three years.
Three years later, I encountered Damien again.
His frame had gone gaunt, wolf-eyes dull as tarnished silver, looking as if he hadn't hunted in ages. He gripped my neck, baring his fangs, ready to bite.
"Sera, all those things that made you unhappy, I'll never do them again. Can we start over?"
His heart and eyes were filled with nothing but me.
But I glanced at the little wolf cub beside me and smiled with acceptance: "Damien Blackwood, I've long been marked by my Alpha."

My Destined Mate Marked His Childhood Sweetheart

Werewolves are fiercely possessive creatures. After mating, an Alpha will leave a mark on their partner.


This mark warns other werewolves that the person is off-limits.


The purer the Alpha's bloodline, the more elaborate and conspicuous the mark they leave.


Damien's originally disdainful expression froze on his face the moment he saw the mark.


His fingers, hanging at his side, trembled. After his gaze flickered for a moment, he suddenly rushed back to the hunting grounds and retrieved a silver dagger.


"There's a mark, we'll just cut it off."


"Once it's gone, you'll be mine again!"


Damien's eyes were bloodshot as he advanced towards me step by step. His nails had already transformed into sharp wolf claws, and his teeth were gradually elongating.


I hadn't expected him to go this crazy. I loudly demanded, "Damien, why is it okay for you to mate with Lilith, but I can't accept someone else's mark?"


Chapter 11