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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

The howling revelry of werewolves on the night of the full moon is an experience every adult werewolf must endure.


To avoid being torn apart by the Alphas in the forest before the full moon ends.


I seized a moment when someone wasn't looking and fled the territory in a whirlwind.


"Child, if you keep this up, you'll lose all your wolf power!"


"You've grown tired of Lilith. You can find other she-wolves. Why do you insist on torturing yourself like this?"


The most famous hunting ground of the Northern wolf pack.


As I elegantly savored my roasted meat, incessant, grating arguments drifted over from the group seated nearby.


The noise was giving me a headache until they suddenly mentioned my name.


"Damien, are you still hung up on Sera?"


"Get a grip! She left you behind long ago. She's not coming back!"


"Shut up! Shut up!" Damien's voice cracked in anguish, leaving me momentarily dazed.


Chapter 9