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This wasn't how I imagined the day before my wedding would be. My heart pounded in my chest, and a ba

gain, hoping against hope that I had misunderstood, but the words remained the same, cutting like a knife: "I do not want you anymor

ed my chest, feeling as if the ground was slipping away beneath me. The room seemed

cided to end it over text. My fiancé eloped with my best friend the night before our weddi

ad pooling in my stomach. He must have heard what Jacob had done. He was going to punis

e. He grabbed a handful of my hair and slapped me hard across t

knowing it was futile; this wasn't the first time he had done this, and it wouldn't be the last. "You have finally succeeded in disgracing

ok up, my body wracked with pain almost too intense to bear. "What the hell is this?" he demanded, throwing an envelope at me. Shaking, I pic

ix weeks pregnant, and the father was none other than Jacob. I knew in that moment I was

u are pregnant without being married? What would they say about me?" His voice grew cold and steady as he continued, "That's right, tomorrow is your

sibly break this news to him and still hope to escape with my life? It

warrior and I was the daughter of the pack's Beta. I loved him so much that instead of ending things with him like my father had ordered me to, I decided to keep our relationship a secret. When I finall

an evil grin, which quickly turned into a look of disgust. "This filth is useless; she couldn't even keep a man. I just got word that her fiancé ran away wi

y?" he demanded. I shook my head, my eyes darting anxiously between my stepmother and father. Fear over

s confirmation, and he spat, "You fucking whore." He grabbed me by the hair and threw me against the dressing table. My head collided with the mirror in front of me shattering it, the glass tearing into m

e; I knew there was no guarantee I would survive if this continued. "You wretch," my father spat, raising his hand to slap me for what felt like the hundredth ti

uld come to my aid. But I couldn't stay in that house any lo

he stairs. Some guards blocked my path, but I quickly maneuvered aro

ateful for it. If I had known I was pregnant, I would have done everything in my power to prevent the family doctor from running tests on me after I

ilent, adding to the fear pounding in my chest. All this for a man who rejected me as his mate over the phone? A

was being chased, but I also knew that being caught meant certain death. I

ccompanied by the loud sound of a car horn. In that split second, I realized a vehicle was barreling

hit the pavement, leaving me disoriented. I felt life slipping away, and through my blurry vision, I saw the car

omplete darkness, and the immense pain I had felt just moments ago disappeared. The last thing I heard was a voice saying, "You are not