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For six years, I was Edwards’ mate. His provider. His pack’s savior.
I housed his family, paid off their debts, and funded their lavish lives with my own earnings.
In return, my mate sent me into a death trap so his ex-girlfriend could take my place on our family vacation.
He looked me in the eyes, with no trace of shame. "The convoy was at capacity. I had to give Rebecca your spot. You are powerful. You can cross the Shadow Thorn Wastes by yourself."
His family agreed. I was strong, they said. Rebecca was fragile.
It was a small sacrifice.
But as they welcomed her into my home, my heart turned to ice. My love for him died at that moment.
Now, after I’ve cut him off and severed our bond, he stands before me, begging.
His voice is a pathetic whimper through our broken bond. “Liana, I cannot lose you!”
But he doesn’t want me.
He wants my money.
He wants his golden goose back.
Too bad for him. This goose has flown, and he’s about to find out what it’s like to starve.

My Mate Chose His Ex, I Chose to Be Rich Alone

The moment they were gone, I contacted the pack’s disposal unit.


They arrived promptly with their truck. “Take all eight suitcases. I want none of it.”


The worker looked stunned. “Are you certain? These are high-quality bags.”


“Just clothes and supplies—nothing of value. Keep whatever you want, dispose of the rest.”


After paying the $200 disposal fee, I watched the suitcases vanish down the road.


Money well spent for my own peace of mind.


Next, I contacted our pack’s Beta to prepare a mate bond severance ritual.


Then, I arranged my own safe passage to the Frostfang Wilds—a private, first-class journey, for one.


I had barely sunk into the plush leather of my luxury SUV when Edwards’ voice echoed in my mind via the Mind-Link.


“Liana, why can’t I find our resort reservations? Send me the booking confirmation.”


“Oh, that’s right. I canceled all the reservations.”


His mental voice crackled with rage. “What? Where are we supposed to sleep tonight?”


Chapter 4