Alpha's Oath, Omega's Rise

ost her memory in a Rogue attack a month ago-an attack where she'd thrown herself in front of

someone else. "Honestly, it's just a game," she said, her thoughts sharp and cruel. "I'll play with the little O

votion, the three years she'd relentlessly pursued me, the sacred vow I broke to make her my Chosen Mate-it was all a gam

une trying to heal, the mate I would have given my life for, was laughing at my devotion while planning h

ders. Kneeling before the Moon Goddess, my voice stripped of all warmth, I invoked the Rite

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ng around me. Each drop of rain that hit my leather jacket felt like a tiny, cold fist. I ran, my long legs ea

locking away her memories of us, of our seven years together. This herb, a rare gift from t

our Mind-Link, the special connection forged between chosen mates.

my love. J

elody in my mind, was sharp, amused, and directed at someone

another month, tops. Then I'll stage a dramatic 'recovery' and go back to bei

rld st

rt-it all went silent. The words echoed in the sudden emptiness of

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acred vow to only accept a Fated Mate. The nights I'd spent holding her, promising to protect her f

om my grasp. It landed in a puddle at my feet, its silvery light ext

ead, dripping into my eyes. But I didn't feel the cold. I fel

ess, her eyes locking onto me, the newly appointed Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, with an intensity that promised conquest. Then came the three

dly silver, meant for my heart. I remember the hiss as it cut through the air, and then a flash of crimson as she threw herself

fierce, so selfless? I had accepted her. I had made her my Chosen Mat

onth ago... I had mobilized every Warrior, interrogated every captured Rogu

, the sound of my inner wolf cl

torm. My steps were heavy, each one a final, crushing end to a Chapter of my life. I d

eir faces etched with confusion, and knelt before the towering marble statue of the Moon Godde

pity. I need

egan, his voice a gravelly whispe

n onto the polished floor. My voice, when it came, w

f the Blackwood Pack, hereby

ed through

and Seraphina Volkov, my Chosen Mate, to be broken. It is null. It i

rehead to the c

ds tasting like ash in my mouth, "relinq