The Alpha Daughter's Third Mate

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At that very moment, I rejected my hard-earned second ch

ll dote on me. This affection is not indulgence; I was raised with good values and taught to treat every member of the pack equa

nd tragic story. My first mate was a playboy named Gray Norman. Gray was the Beta of the Mapl

someone who had been with multiple she-wolves. Being rejected by such a person was not wo

crying out "mate, mate, mate." Barnett was the heir of the Silver Wind pack, with shimmering golden hair and warm bl

wolves who never found their second mates after rejection and spent their lives lonely. Over the past year, I often dreamed of being alone at f

d me well; he was my prince charming, and he was the heir of the Silver Wind pack, a pack that

ming his Luna and giving birth to three little wolf pups for him. Tomorrow, the weddi

but daydream about the wedding tomorrow. It’s so beautiful and

i

orest. I look at the screen with a silly smile – he must be missing me. Wit

ugh the pack and walking down the path t

ath, I softly hum the song that w

ure ahead, I immediately quicken

el

a," a wom

someone else standing next to h

esa has always been Barnett's close friend, and I used to feel jealous

her," Barnett scolded

n a date the day before the wedding b

o bring me here," Theresa softly said. "It's

trying to reconcile things, but I felt

, and Theresa nestled herself in Barnett's embrace. I couldn't help but widen my eyes. My fiancé wa

l is going on

," Barnett glared at me

nd Pack from his father, but I wasn't afraid of him. My father was an Alpha, my bro

strange behavior had already

about s

ed directly into

oment, then spoke, "Theresa

before my wedding, my fiancé was telling me

D ME," I sho

drunk and mistook me for y

coldly glar

m. His defense of her stabbed at my heart deeply. Unexpectedly, Theresa stepped forwar

I pulled my hand away

y," Theresa fel

fall like that? I instinctively looked at Barnett,

eyes had turned golden-yellow due to anger, his wo

wn, I didn't use m

ission. Bella has every right to be angry. Don't blame her," Th

thout hesitation, "I was even planning to let you rais

chance mate was a blessing from the Moon Goddess. It's clear now that Barnett is just a scumb

accept an ille

you will never have another mate for the rest

a stroke of luck. A third mate didn't even exist in the equation. If he rejected me today, it meant that

ett and Theresa trample upon my

utely