My Fated Mate Regretted Abandoning His Silver Wolf Luna

"I, Damon, Alpha of the Ironclaw Pack, reject you, Vera, as my fated mate." Beneath the altar of the Moon Goddess, more than a hundred pairs of eyes pinned me in place. He stood beside Selena, one hand locked around her waist as though he were holding something priceless. He was the man I had waited nineteen years for. The same man who, three days earlier, had promised another woman the position of Luna inside the elders' hall. It felt as though someone had torn my chest open with their bare hands. The taste of blood rose into my throat. Every wolf there was waiting for me to break. To fall to my knees. To crawl toward him, howling like a discarded mate. Instead, I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and smiled. "I, Vera, accept your rejection, Damon." The words struck the ground between us. For the first time, a crack appeared in the certainty on his face. Because there was something he didn't know. The silver wolf that had slept inside me for nineteen years had just opened her eyes.

Oleh Stormborne Princess