Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By His Uncle

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sound. The ancient pack drums echoed through the thick wood, the

ring at the woman reflected in the glass. The ceremonial white gown, embroider

d. The fog of confusion evaporated, replace

ting pain pierced my skin. My breath hitched. I wasn't dead. The f

ry tragedy, back to the day Adrien abandoned me at the altar for his mistres

nt crack. Adrien Branch, my fiancé, rushed in. His phone was gripped ti

raphina was on patrol. A rogue wolf attacked. She br

d until my throat bled, clinging to his ceremonial robes. Now, I just looked at him. My

frowned, a flicker of confusion crossing

"Handle the elders from the surrounding packs. Keep my grandfather

ready turning away. He sprinted towards the hall

ene. I walked slowly to the window and looked down at the courtyard below. His silver motorcycle tore ou

iloring and the excessive spray of diamond accents along the bodice made it far more luxurious than a standard attendant's gown – subtly designed to outsh

esmaids in the hall could hear. "Adrien is just too l

. She took a step back – a sudden, unexplainable chill crawling up her spine. She forced a smile and reach

loud and crisp. Kendall gasped, cradling her hand against her chest. The skin

er, Eleanor Wooten, pushed t

l crying and r

"The Wooten family's standing in the pack cannot crash just because you are too pathetic to keep a man in your bed!

e reborn me only felt a deep, hollow sense of absurdity. "The ceremony

n had finally snapped my mind. I didn't explain. I grabbed handfuls of

behind. "The entire elite of the werewolf w

k. "I'm going to