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Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Moonlit Desires: The CEO's Daring Proposal
Poor Billionaire Wife: Who Is The Real Boss?
Love After Divorce
Tears Of The Moon: A Dance With Lycan Royalty
The CEO's Runaway Wife
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
POV of Bella
From the window of my bedroom, I observed my mate with a pregnant female .
His eyes are filled with desire as he strokes the ginger-haired woman.
Although I was his mate, he was preparing a tray of food for the female who was carrying his pup.
The person I was meant to be with was falling in love with another she-wolf who had her future growing inside of her. The moon was so unfair; I couldn’t bear going to the pack any longer, especially after being made to witness something so heinous.
I kept wondering what if as I viewed them from a distance. I’m upset and regretful that my partner is taking care of the she-wolf instead of me. For a while, I couldn’t even look at them. Instead of touching my ashy blonde hair, my mate strokes her ginger hair.
I watched him try to make her feel at home through the sheer curtain of my bedroom window, and my heart tightened. The only thing that made me feel good was the looks the other members were giving her.
The Alpha and Luna gave the command because they saw my urge to withdraw.
Everyone knew that I was his mate and that he was mine.
He, my mate, knew who the expecting woman was.
My mate had a terrible one-night stand.
At first, it was awkward. The pack assumed she was his mate the night he travelled home with the pregnant woman in town. She was never a focus for me, but instead my mate. His aroma had beckoned to me, but I had been too sensitive to ignore it, so I went over to him. With just my words, I claimed him to be my mate, and the little group of people cheered and rejoiced.
Although his eyes were deeply mined with joy, he also had a hidden side.
He is the Alpha’s firstborn, and I am the Beta’s daughter. Since we were little, we have been pals. It wasn’t until after my first shift that I realized he was mine, a night that continues to this day to haunt my memories.
Their cheers are still bouncing around in my head.
They all laughed and said, “We would create strong pups.”
Then I saw the woman with ginger hair standing next to his car on the opposite side. Her eyes were blurry from holding back tears as she pursed her lips. I immediately recognized that there was a problem.
As realization struck, shock began to appear on my face.
He closed his eyes as a flood of remorse swept over him, and his head slumped in humiliation.
After we had a private discussion in the driveway, he briefed the group on the problem. He went inside to see about the woman with the ginger hair, leaving me crushed, shattered, and laying on the ground in the driveway.
He has an obligation to act morally at this time. He got a she-wolf pregnant, and I have to suffer for it.
I watched as he placed her plate in front of her, her brown eyes squinting as she grinned joyfully up at him. He grinned back, but it didn’t extend to his eyes.
I am acquainted with him. I’ve known him since I was a kid. His smile wasn’t the one you I always saw, that wasn’t the real smile.
I could have been there with him while eating in good conscience.
I would have been down there with him if he hadn’t gone to train with our southern allying pack this fall.
He is the Alpha’s first child and the new Alpha who will assume leadership.
Each aspiring alpha is required to train with the other warriors and alphas during their fall at a different allying pack. They do this to develop their leadership skills and acquire all the various fighting tactics that help them become strong alphas.
When he was eighteen, one year after his first shift, he started taking summer vacations. Future Alphas train with their own pack for the first year while receiving instruction from their own Alpha. He had completed his third training year. If anything happened to his father, the current Alpha, he would only need another year to be deemed prepared to take over.
His inability to control his heat had destroyed his attempt to find his Luna, his mate, and to wait for me.
Finding one’s real, moon-given mate is the one goal every future Alpha has, yet that goal was sacrificed for a single night of unrestrained desire.
His action makes me physically ill.
And to think, I kept myself around for my partner. However, in the end, I’m by myself.
A month.
He returned to his home country two weeks ago.
Two weeks have passed since the night I found out he was mine at my first shift celebration.
I’ve been broken for two weeks and have not recovered.
He was an adult, a dominant alpha. Even though I am only seventeen, juvenile and a child, the night he found out I was his partner, I could feel the love in his sky blue eyes.
His face displayed disbelief, followed by happiness, then concern and shame. Despite the fact that our families have been so intimately connected for all these years, he couldn’t know what I was into him until I transformed into my own wolf.
It’s too late now.
That night, my soul was broken. My friend stood in front of him as we sobbed together with no one around to hear us. My vein was in tears.
He apologized, but I was damaged.
How could my mate be so self-centred as to allow this to occur? Why would he take this chance? Our lives were both ruined by this one event. How about I?
My eyes began to tear up, and I could see their forms blurring in my vision. As the pain shot through my chest, I found it difficult to breathe and grabbed my pale green dress. My stomach began to feel queasy as my heart burst, releasing the millionth wave of tears. My eyes seemed to create natural saline once every ten minutes or so, and my tears were heated, running down cheeks that were already marked with it.
There was nothing left inside of me to break now that my heart had been broken. My entire body appeared to wilt and die, much like an orchid that had been exposed to freezing winter snow.
I was observing them covertly. My mate fed the pregnant she-wolf from his own plate. For me, such horror was intended. She grinned as she took his hand. I felt a shattered and had to fight my wolf to remain calm . Her feelings were becoming too much for me to handle. How much longer must I endure this?
I watched their joyful exhibition with a lump in my throat and cloudy vision. I briefly pondered what everyone thought, but as they all observed the conversation, their eyes spoke it all.
My breath caught when his blue eyes met mine, and my heart skipped a beat.
He knew I was looking at him.
Your mate is always aware of your whereabouts and is able to sense your fragrance . When I first peered out the window five minutes earlier, he definitely felt my eyes on him, but he disregarded me because he assumed I would leave.
As the pain engulfed me, the notion simply made it hurt more internally. When I thought of that outsider female, my inner wolf whined and growled at the same moment.
I enjoyed how his gaze had calmed my worries as I held it for a time as tears trickled down my cheeks. My anxiety was reduced by the soothing sensation, but I had to put up with it until we both marked and mated.