“I, Derek Ashborne, Alpha of Crimson Fang, reject you, Elara Voss, as my mate and Luna.”
The words struck harder than any blow Elara had ever taken.
For one stunned heartbeat, the clearing vanished. The bonfire became a blur of orange light. The pack surrounding them faded into silence. Then the mate bond tore open inside her chest.
Pain ripped through her so violently that her knees nearly gave out.
Elara caught herself before she hit the ground, one hand pressed over her heart as if she could physically hold the bond together. She had been cut, bruised, thrown across training yards, and punished hard enough to limp home.
None of it came close.
Tonight was supposed to be her eighteenth birthday.
Tonight was supposed to be the night everything finally made sense.
Midnight had already passed without her wolf appearing for the pack to see. That disappointment had hurt, but Elara had still believed the Moon Goddess had given her something worth celebrating.
A mate.
Derek Ashborne.
The Alpha of Crimson Fang.
And now he was standing in front of the entire pack, rejecting her because he believed she had no wolf.
“Why?” Elara forced out.
Derek’s expression barely changed. He stood tall beneath the full moon, every inch the Alpha she had grown up respecting.
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