His Alchemical Replica of Love
Julian Valerius, my mate, cheated on me.
During my pack's grandest Winter Solstice Celebration, a low growl cut through my mind-link. It was another wolf. "Your mate is with mine."
And so, I—the Chief Strategist of the Stonehaven pack—stood beside a total stranger from a rival pack and watched them defile our sacred bond.
Afterward, the stranger’s wolf thrashed within him, its furious aura so cold it seemed to freeze the very air around us.
As for me, I let the bone-chilling wind dry my tears, suppressing the whimpering wolf inside me.
Once my composure returned, the man, Beckett, spoke. "Tori," he said, his voice a low rasp, "do you dare make them feel the sting of a mate's betrayal?"