The Alpha's Stolen Mate And Her Hidden Destiny

Chapter 3

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door of the coffee

air was a beacon. She waved frantically, her am

llied pack, and my only true f

f hot cocoa into my hands the moment I sat

ny. The birthday dinner. The acc

and on the table, m

eat his brain?" she whisper-sho

"You got that scar on your back because you shoved her out of the way! The scratch on her wris

few people knew. I was the

"What does it matter

grabbed my hand, her grip firm. "What

ight glinted in my eyes. "No. F

Stone Holdings was about to expire.

s designer fiancée.' All my achievements

"You're going solo? St

one who knows the business, someone I can

n dawning on her. She was a talented designer h

to partner with me?" Her vo

st person for

er the table. A new alliance

names, design aesthetics, target markets. For the first time in days, a genui

embered something.

tapped on a social media app.

Stone Holdings-my office. In the background, on my design

eful to Jagger for this opportunity. I prom

triumphant claim o

the warmth in my chest tu

ng in on your terri

g smile touched my lips. "Good. She

d out m

for the Stone Hold

professional. "I'm calling to schedule a meeting for tomorrow mor

tying me to my old life. Without looking back, I returned to the apartment I

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“I was the wolfless human fiancée of a powerful Alpha, playing the perfect future Luna while working as his top jewelry designer. But at the pack's annual gala, I overheard my fiancé talking to his best friend on the terrace. "With a wolfless, it's like holding a cold stone. This engagement ends as soon as my father's project is finalized." He planned to dump me for his true love, a "real she-wolf" named Kaitlyn. To force me to break the engagement so he could play the victim, he publicly humiliated me, blaming me for a fake injury Kaitlyn sustained years ago. He gave my office and my prestigious design opportunities to her, and even let her flaunt my custom-made jewelry online. "Eleanor said this would look better on the future Mrs. Stone." I had given him years of devotion, only to be treated like a disposable pawn and branded a coward. Did he really think his Alpha authority could crush my spirit and make me beg? I didn't shed a single tear. I quit his company, plastered our penthouse with photos of his cheating, left my ring behind, and boarded a flight to London. As the plane taxied, I sent him one final text. "I, Ellery Simon, reject you, Jagger Stone, as my mate."”