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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

To appease Lilith, Damien spent the night by her side.


In the summer heat, Lilith refused to sleep in the breezy treehouse, so Damien gathered special feathers from the forest and fanned her all night to keep her cool.


But as the sky grew brighter, Damien's heart became increasingly troubled.


Looking at our photo on the bedside table, Damien unconsciously dialed my number.


However, I, who usually answered calls instantly, didn't return his call for a full three days this time.


"Alpha, I need to recharge my energy. Go catch me a rabbit, quick!"


Inside the house, Lilith whined as usual.


Damien, typically indulgent towards her, was irritated and snapped coldly, "Don't you have claws?"


He then walked to the balcony with his communicator: "Where's Sera now? Haven't you found her yet?"


The person on the other end stammered, ineffective in their task, repeatedly apologizing.


Chapter 8