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Revenge of His Stolen True Mate

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 721    |    Released on: Today at 15:37

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ir in the living room froze. Susan's

ieked, lunging forward, he

terror and regret. My body trembled, and tears welled in my eyes. "I'

he expected weakness of an Omega and provi

ure of anger and anxiety. "What's the use

a trembling finger at me. "Those herbs are

, I promise... Aunt Susan, please, just brew anoth

ower their guard. To them, I was j

time to brew another. Billy is getting impatient. If

hance had come. This was

e timid. "Then... what do we do? Maybe.

n made both o

er? Then the whole Pack will know about your scan

have a ritual. They can make the pup's life force fade away quietly, with v

" hitting their precise concerns: they wanted

as tempted. He looked at Su

a Healer confirms the pup is gone, it would be more convinci

strange methods, and they were genuinely afra

t. Find a reliable Healer, spend so

don't know any of the Healers at the main

one! There's a small infirmary on the edge of the territory. I've seen the

now the clinic, and I knew the greedy nurse

ing to gauge if I wa

desperate desire to "fix things" and

t," he said, turning to Susan. "Give her some money. Tell h

n knew it was the best option. She reluctantly co

tightly around it. This was the

mess this up, or if you dare to run, I'll break y

eyes downcast. "Yes, U

. Just wait. You'll soon fi

of the suffocating living roo

bent their plan t

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Revenge of His Stolen True Mate
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“My aunt shoved a bowl of black, bitter potion in front of me. She commanded me to drink it so they could abort my baby and sell me as a "clean" bride to a brutal Rogue wolf for a hefty bride-price. In my previous life, I was forced to drink it. The cheap herbs ravaged my body but failed to kill my unborn child. Months later, I bled to death in a freezing, filthy shack on the night of the full moon. The Rogue didn't call for a healer, he just kicked my dying body aside and cursed me as useless. Meanwhile, my cousin Khloe stole my family heirloom and used a dark market perfume to mimic my unique scent. She successfully impersonated me to claim my destined Alpha mate, the most powerful man in the capital. She lived a life of ultimate luxury as the future Luna, while my child and I rotted in the dirt. I died never even seeing my baby's face, swallowed by endless darkness. I didn't understand why my own family would trade my life for a few crumpled bills. I understood even less how Khloe could so easily steal the destiny the Moon Goddess gave me, leaving me with nothing but despair. Opening my eyes again, I was back to the exact moment the deadly potion was pushed into my hands. This time, I looked at their greedy faces, and "accidentally" knocked the bowl over.”