My Fated Mate, My Coldest Enemy.

en

echoing the grinding irritation in my jaw. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want this alliance, and I

daughter of the

my desk-grainy but damning images of my so-called bride entangled with other males at club o

ver a formal Rejection that would shatter the treaty, and drive back

st gleaming on its tail. I stepped out of the car, adjus

he wind

brought me to my knees. It was wild lavender, rain-soaked pine, and somethi

t my ribs, a frantic, thunderous rhythm tha

i

e walls of my mind with a possessive hunger I had never felt before. The world narrowed down to a singular point. The emptiness that had plagued me for tw

could

ecstasy. The Moon Goddess had a twisted sense of humor. The wo

anking me toward her. She was breathtaking, far more stunning than the photos suggested, with hair like spun g

Mate

s about to sprint across the tarmac, digni

fr

ered-a warrior. And he wa

iliarity, of comfort. He leaned in, whispering something in her ear, his body shielding hers. To

ing what bel

e bitter bile of betrayal. The photos were true. She was tainted. She had brought

onizing fury. The bond that had snapped into place

iven me a gift. She

laughing at something the other male said. She didn't know I

en mate. I was Aiden Madden, the Alpha of t

ng away was excruciating, like tearing my own skin off, but my pride was stronger. I slid back into

Beta, my mental voice devoid

din

oice was imm

s terminated. She is not

somethi

creaked, staring straight ahead at the empty

ormal Rejecti

ly against the asphalt as I sped away, leaving