His Rejected Mate, The Rival Alpha's Gamma

Luna ended when he left me bleeding in hi

ck's mind-link, then stormed back to the house to a

led it a cheap trick, and threw me in a silver-li

c of our fallen pack just for my fre

e mate, was to go kneel and apol

d into exile, a rival Alpha was waiting, offering m

pte

oke

ly over when he left me bleeding in his c

he'd loved his entire life, the woman who had shattered his heart by running off with a rogue five years ago. His solution then had been to bind me, the q

since childhood, played her part perfectly. She floated through the room, reminding everyone of my temporary status, her triumphant smirks like tiny, sharp cuts. The final act

spers. But he hadn't done it out of concern for me, his Luna. He had done it to quell a publ

lver burn on my arm was a throbbing testament to the night's cruelty. I

I'd never heard before. It was the private, int

ftened. A subtle shift in the hard lines of hi

you alright?

eamed of. It was a tenderness he had never once shown me. He was comfort

sn't a dramatic shatter. It was more like a quiet c

dark, tree-lined lane I didn't recognize. It led to the border of our ter

ked like a slash of bloo

rder wrapped in the steel of his Alpha

n his chest with a sob. He held her, stroking her hair, m

his bigge

e, but through the pack-wide mind-link, a broadcast f

e pack house tonight. See to it t

my abandonment. The final

, burning and alone, watching him wa

. And for the first time, I realized I wasn't a songbird meant