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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

"Sylvia, for the past three months, Gareth hasn't been well. He keeps complaining that every joint in his body aches, and he can barely get out of bed, yet the doctors can't find anything wrong with him."


"His birthday is coming up again, so we wanted to ask if you could help him one more time!"


However, Gareth probably didn't need my help anymore.


Gareth was lying in bed, looking utterly lifeless.


Doris was by his side, and she had lost so much weight that her three-month baby bump was barely visible.


Looking at her fragile face, I felt not an ounce of pity.


Gareth's voice was weak, and he had to gasp for several breaths just to get out one sentence.


Doris shot to her feet, her eyes glinting with venom.


"How dare you show your face here? What's happened to me and Gareth is all your fault!"


Chapter 8