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Chapter 3

Word Count: 1194    |    Released on: 17/12/2025

viev

a sensation; it

the suffocating black of unconsciousness. It was the blinding

ing slide of cold me

my limbs felt like lead. My thro

r, Dr. Thorne. He wouldn't look at my face, his eyes f

aze, sharp and indifferent as a butcher's knife

ound barely a ghost of

face swam into view-distorted, ugly, a mask of triumphant ma

it in my bones. It was a hollow, scooping se

y wolf let out a sound

growl. It wa

wail of absolute mourning that vib

Gone.

old steel table, shivering,

t could have been hours;

by heavy boots. Warriors. They d

ed me off the table by my arms, my bare toes draggin

esence," one of them grunte

ridors and threw the double doo

n my senses w

he air reeked of roasted meat, champagne, and the cloying sweetness of per

there. Drinking. L

t just look happy; he looked victorious. He stood with the arrog

ot a father who had just

hed floor at the foot of the dais. I landed hard, my hosp

ghter died. The room fell

is Alpha command. "You have brought nothing but shame to th

ainst the cold floor,

the procedure, but something deep

ent-it had been weakened by the trauma. The grief wasn

t,* my wol

a plea anymore.

his gaze over the crowd. "I need a Luna who is stron

yes cold, devoid of the war

the Turner Pack, reject you,

with the force of

t had tethered my soul to his for five ago

elt like my soul was being ripped in half. I gasped

e stage, her voice shrill and ugly

wn blood on the hem of the gown.

, I saw

m the fairy lights.

he pain of the rejection didn't kill me. It fueled me. It w

heavy, the pressure dropping as i

alloons and shattering the delicate stems

l of a weak omega, but the overpowering

f the Royal

ing out the stench of ch

dn't struggle. I

muddy brown, ignited wi

ing of color. I could hear his wolf whining, cowering deep i

e to accept

layered, echoing with the authority of a thousand ancestors

ess of the Royal Pack, dau

dith dropped her wine glass, red liquid splashing lik

t your re

iness of a rejected mate, I felt a rush of power so pu

head back a

in milliseconds, the sound echoin

ift to

massive wolf. My fur was pure white, glowing with an ethere

indow in the banquet hall, sending shar

und me began to s

n spell woven into my very bloodline, trigger

d swallowed me, I

s chest, his face twisted in the agonizing real

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