Alpha Mate's Regret After He Killed Me

My betrothed, Damien Thorne — the Alpha heir — was ambushed during a hunt and rescued by a girl. To save him, the girl transferred every ounce of her wolf's power into Damien. Her own wolf withered and died. Damien was dead set on breaking our betrothal. That same night, I caught Faye Vale shifting under the moonlight. Her wolf was perfectly intact — stronger, even, than most rogues. The moment she returned to human form, she dialed a black-market dealer. "Get me those long-term shift suppressants. As long as I never shift, Damien will spend the rest of his life believing he owes me everything." I sent word through a messenger, warning Damien to look into the truth before making any decisions. Three days later, Faye was dead. Three years after that, Damien officially took the Alpha seat. The first thing he did was drive a silver spike through the mark on the back of my neck during our mating ceremony. Then he destroyed the entire Silver Moon Pack. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my first shift ceremony. I was eighteen. You love that Omega so much? Fine. I'll make sure you get exactly what you deserve.

Oleh yuemi