Rejected By My Cruel Alpha Mate

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ast without a wolf form in a c

rayed by those I trusted, cast aside by my fated Alpha, I endure

ny of hateful shouts. "Burn the witch!" "Murde

oment my fated Alpha publicly rejects me, sea

e truth of their crimes. But I am no lon

e, I hold the memories of the past,

e crowd's roar subsides to a murmur. A hush falls. The air grows heavy, charg

d, people scrambling bac

. Even from here, I can feel the raw power radiating from him. He's dressed in dark, severe clothin

nd mine across the square. There's no

my fated Mate, Donovan; feelings that haunted me even in my past life's final moments. I ruthlessly

his presence alone a physical weigh

his head low. "Alpha Donovan.

er of this territory, the judge

ing, assessing. He's looking for guilt, f

his gaze without flinching, my own eyes, which I n

annoyance?-crosses his impassiv

no pure, uncomplicated hatred in his gaze. The fated‑mate bond he had publicly rej

es a slight, almost impercept

trial, no questions? Just a nod

them says,"The Alpha has judged. She will remain here until

e profound than any curse, and melts back int

the chilling night, tied to a post, the u

power they once stripped from me. They mean to end my life, yet t