Left To Drown: The Alpha's Secret Healer Mate

Chapter 4

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Left To Drown: The Alpha's Secret Healer Mate

Bu Chuang Werewolf

“I spent three years secretly healing my paralyzed Alpha husband, finally helping him walk again. But when a bridge snapped and plunged me and my fake sister into a toxic, silver-laced lake, he swam right past me. He pulled her to safety and left me sinking in the burning water. When the patrol finally dragged my half-dead body to the shore, he didn't even ask about my severe burns. Instead, he looked at me with cool irritation and called me a petulant child. "Selena is a weak Beta. She cannot handle the silver water. You are my mate, you should be stronger." He even used his power to steal my career endorsements and gave them to her as compensation. I looked at the man whose crippled legs I had massaged every night with my hidden power. He didn't know I was the one who saved his life, and he clearly didn't care if I lost mine. My three years of quiet devotion were nothing but a pathetic joke to him. With a dead heart, I walked into his office and threw the official rejection scroll onto his desk. "I, Serena, reject you, Hunter, as my mate." Ignoring his sudden, agonizing panic as our bond shattered, I booked a one-way ticket to Europe. This time, I was going to live for myself.”