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Are you joking now aurora, this is rek my own mate', she said in a confused state, 'He's mine now', aurora replies in defense. This is more of a shocking news, how on earth is aurora now Rek mate was this some kind of joke. Luna turned to Rek in confusion, she needed him to clarify all this. 'I am so sorry Luna, I can't continue lying to myself, you're not worthy to be my mate, I just found my true love,the one my heart beats for and it's aurora, I didn't mean for you to find out this way', Rek said softly. This has to be a mistake, Luna thought now confronting her so called best friend who had just stabbed her at the back a betrayal so full of jealousy. Luna confronted aurora, Luna is now more savage and aggressive her strength increasing more as her anger increases, her eyes now glowing so yellow, black veiny markings appears on her face, her teeth becomes pointed and growing long and sharper her voice becomes deeper mirroring her angry and primitive persona. 'How dare you',Luna says about to attack her best friend aurora but Rek comes in the way 'you are nothing compared to aurora, you're just a court jester and a weakling who's not worthy to be my mate ', Rek added defending aurora She just finds herself denied by her mate, he rejects her. This has brought terrible pain in Luna's heart, she can't live without her mate, it's never possible for a wolf to live without their mate there was nothing left she cried. Luna a strong and powerful she-wolf Princess was now rejected by her mate this is a terrible moment. A terrible pain which is now in her chest a painful agony and she can never live the same again. Rek never loved her or Could his mother be responsible for all this or her best friend just got jealous, all this thought kept running through Luna's mind as she decides to take her life. The worse moment that can ever happen to a wolf is if her mate dies or gets rejected. This rejection has now threatened to cut her life short. Love really hurts.

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