Severing The Alpha's Lifeline
Every werewolf knew that Alpha Damien of the Blackwood Pack possessed an unstable inner wolf.
Aside from me, his fated mate, the touch of any other woman would make him lose control.
But Nora, the Omega he’d taken under his wing, always deluded herself into thinking she was the exception.
After she failed yet again to seduce him with her scent, Damien finally lost his patience and exiled her to the Barren Lands.
But when a sudden battle broke out among the lone wolves, Nora was trapped, her fate unknown.
Upon hearing the news, Damien went berserk. Ignoring the backlash he would suffer from my absence, he charged in alone.
The backlash sent his wolf into a volatile spiral, and he suffered immense pain—all to protect Nora, making me the laughingstock of the werewolf world.
That night, Damien found me, his life hanging by a thread.
His face was ashen as he pleaded, "Nora is carrying my pup. Elara, you've always been so reasonable. I have to claim her first!"
"As long as you don't harm her, we can have the bonding ceremony immediately. It will be a bond in name only!"
I couldn't help but scoff. How utterly absurd.
And he was right. I was being reasonable. Because the moment he charged into the Barren Lands for her, I decided I didn't want him anymore.
I chose a new mate: the renowned Alpha Kaelen of the Thorn Pack.
Damien is such a fool. He’s the one who needs to bond with me to survive, not the other way around.