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Milan Moon: Fate of a true mate bond

Chapter 2 Unveiling the True Mate Bond

Word Count: 1170    |    Released on: 15/07/2023

as tugging at my very soul. Confused and disoriented, I tried to shake off the lingering

sion. As I pushed the covers aside and swung my legs over the edge of the bed, a sudden

abriel, the loyal advisor to the Alpha King. His presence always commanded respect, and hi

eart race in my chest. Lucas had been distant and cold and Now he sent for me

the air. The castle was quiet, its halls filled with an eerie stillness. I k

ep voice resona

t room. The Alpha King sat behind an ornate desk, his face stoic

need?” I asked, my voice betraying a mi

s raven-black hair. “Milan, why didn't

seek my presence and I did not come?”

overwhelmed me, and I couldn’t stop myself from asking the questions that burned within me. “I’m nothing other than a breeder to you? Do you need me at night just to satisfy your sexual d

t believe in love; it's a concept meant for the weak.” My heart sank, and tears welled up in my eyes.

t hurt by his words moving around his study wondering why he felt so cold with his words passing my hands through the bo

e the pain I felt inside. “ Are you alright? I noti

ave been here longer than I sh

or, heading towards my chambers, Isa

.the feast…. It's today.” Lost for a while “Oh, the feast! How could I for

werewolf community, an event that offered a temp

s, and omegas from various packs, creating an oppor

ver locket rested against my chest, holding precious memories close. Isabella, adorned my hair with flowers a

replied, feeling a mix of sadness and heartbreak from Lucas’ hurtful words still lingering within

of my emotions was evident in my voice. “Let’s go, and

self one last time in the mirror, att

oom was alive with laughter and music, temporarily masking the ache that still lingered within me. I sought solace in engaging in li

my heart, serving as a cruel reminder of his hurtful words. The weight of his indifference

or a moment of solitude. Stepping out into the cool night air, I sought solace

unk. In my yearning for connection and in an attempt to momentarily forget the sting of Lucas’ words, I succumbed to a moment of a passionate one ni

ever meant to happen. What was I thinking?” The weight of my actions crashed

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