I am the heiress of the Mistwood Pack and the fated mate of Alpha Madron.
I thought ours was the perfect union, until his distant cousin, Celeste, arrived.
She drove his exclusive sports car, stayed out all night with him, and taunted me: “You’ve lost.”
I contacted the pack elders and requested to sever our mate bond.
Since he chose her, I wouldn't hold back.
After a passionate night with his best friend, Lucas, I never expected to run into them in the hotel corridor.
Fury burned in Madron's eyes. "What are you two doing here?"
I shot back with a cold laugh, "And what are you two doing here? Is she feeling 'unwell' again?"
Their expressions instantly stiffened.
The game had only just begun...

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The Alpha’s Feral Rose