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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

"Say what you want. Do you need me to accompany you to the ceremony or prepare a token for you? Let me be clear upfront - everything else is fine, but I absolutely won't engage in any unnecessary marking behavior with you."


I looked at his sleazy and confident demeanor, and I felt like I was about to throw up last night's dinner.


How could he possibly think that my threats were aimed at gaining his love?


What's his love even worth? A few pennies?


I felt the need to deeply reflect on myself. How much of a doormat must I have been before to give him such a ridiculous misconception?


However, I also knew it would be impossible to get him to agree to sever our bond so easily.


"I don't need you to accompany me, but I want the pack resources under your name as compensation."


After saying this, I handed him the resource transfer agreement I had prepared earlier for him to sign.


Chapter 6