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I am the destined mate of Damian, the Alpha of the Dark Moon pack, yet I willingly endure his betrayal with the cunning she-wolf, Ella.
"Tonight, I'm bringing Ella back to the Alpha's residence. You'd better not show up."
Nursing my wounds in a small cabin on the outskirts of the pack territory, I couldn't avoid witnessing them embrace as they entered the sacred grounds, barely closing the door before passionately entangling themselves.
My thoughts were simple: to love someone is to love what they love.
I was bewitched by Damian. If I couldn't have him, I was willing to be a Luna in name only.
But when the vampire army attacked, I saw Damian rush to Ella's side, cradling her to safety.
Meanwhile, I was crushed beneath a fallen ancient tree and boulders, closing my eyes forever.
I regretted it then; no mate bond was worth more than my own life.
After being reborn, I decided to sever all ties with Damian.
But now, he's the one with regrets.

Abandoned by my Alpha, I awakened

I turned around to find Damian standing not far away, looking at us with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.


"Oh, I just ate a moonberry and my mouth got a bit allergic, so I wanted to ask Lucian if he had any allergy medicine at home."


Damian glanced at my swollen lips, his expression clearing somewhat.


As my nominal partner, he showed no concern for my physical well-being.


"You're my partner in name, so be mindful of how you interact with others in public."


I nodded, then suddenly put on a panicked expression.


Hearing my words, he hurriedly turned around, almost immediately about to run in the direction I was looking.


But there was only a wall there, where was Ella?


I shrugged fearlessly, "Sorry, I made a mistake."


After the coming-of-age ceremony, several peaceful days passed before I finally departed for the Alliance Council.


Chapter 9