The Pain of the Mark. After Faking My Death, I Drove the Alpha to Madness
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The moment I severed the mate bond at the Moon Goddess’s altar, the cedarwood scent of Alpha Andrew—once comforting—reeked of panic.
"I, Mia Evernight, reject you as my fated mate."
My voice didn’t shake. Not anymore.
The parchment, once a symbol of love and eternal vows, shredded beneath my claws. The torn pieces scattered into the sacred fire like snowflakes licked by hellfire. The golden crest,...
"I, Mia Evernight, reject you as my fated mate."
My voice didn’t shake. Not anymore.
The parchment, once a symbol of love and eternal vows, shredded beneath my claws. The torn pieces scattered into the sacred fire like snowflakes licked by hellfire. The golden crest,...


















































