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le felt like a physical blow, but the Terminal Soul Wither had already h

ere?" she sneered, looking me up and down. "A pathetic Omega who can't even keep her own Fated Mate. Where were you when

ierce warrior, a glory meant to stand beside an Alpha. And you? You ar

an impassive mask of stone. The last flickering ember

my mother's portrait and gently set down

through the grand foyer. "Not Thorne. My future, for better o

my heel and

into the night air. "The useless bitch is finally gone." A pause. "Since she's a dead end, you're up,

ok thrilled by the prospect of an Alpha; instead, her eye

ut, severing myself fro

t the last of my meager savings, but it was mine. I pulled out my phone, blocking Talia and deleti

signer clothes or the jewelry Damien had bought for his 'trophy'. I only took my m

e gilded cage. It was as cold and empty as my mar

ien

e darkness irritated me. There was no soft light glowing

delicate blend of rain-washed lilies and winter fro

me. It was the lunar phase, the scheduled night I was suppos

he master bedro

he small, pathetic corner she occupied was en

nt insubordination at the office today. Throwing a tantrum? Running a

confines of my mind, his roar vibrating with pure, unadulterat

The Mate-bond was making him irrational. I interpreted the sudden tigh

ty room. "She'll come crawling back when

of lilies and walked out, having more