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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

Damien's encounter with me was a coincidence, and more so, his misfortune.


Today's little episode didn't weigh on my mind.


Lucian, however, was fuming. He stayed with me at the pack's medical center for seven days, only allowing me to be discharged after confirming that the mark on my neck wouldn't be damaged.


On the day of my discharge, Lucian followed behind me, carrying various herbs and supplements.


I walked ahead, smiling as I opened the front door, catching the silver wolf pup that leaped towards me.


Artemis is three years old this year. Her features are identical to mine, while her silver-white fur resembles Lucian's more.


Our bond is so compatible that we naturally produced such a perfect little wolf pup.


Anyone can tell at a glance that she's our daughter.


I dote on her immensely, and Lucian raises her like the little princess of the pack.


Chapter 13