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Every full moon, Gareth, Alpha of the Graymane Group, bleeds uncontrollably.
Doctors have declared that if he cannot find his fated mate, he will bleed to death by twenty-five.
In my past life, my sister, Doris, stole my matebond test report and used synthetic pheromones to pass herself off as me, becoming Gareth's fated mate.
I exposed her scheme to everyone. But just then, her pheromones went into disarray, and she collapsed, only to be discovered to be pregnant.
Later, Doris died from a pheromonal backlash.
Everyone was convinced I had killed her. They threw me into a deep pit in the Angeles National Forest and left me to be bitten to death by vipers.
"You killed Doris, you'll pay for it with your own life!"
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Gareth came to my door to propose.
This time, I will make him bleed to death.

My Mate Chose My Sister, I Chose His Ruin

He didn't know how long he'd been waiting, and a chill had settled over him. His hoarse voice held a hint of softness.


"You've worked so hard. How about I give you the Graymane Group as a bridal gift?"


The moment I saw him, every nerve in my body finally relaxed.


On the day Gareth came to propose, we struck a deal: he would help me find evidence and have my back.


Stepping out of City Hall, I glanced at the time and began to count silently in my head.


"Slyvia, please, save me! I'll give you anything you want!"


His voice was laced with terror as he watched, horrified, as blood streamed from his eyes and ears.


He gripped Doris's hand tightly, but the bleeding only accelerated, threatening to spread to his chest.


"Why isn't it working anymore? It was always fine when I was with her before."


Chapter 5