No Longer Mine to Hold

Right before our marking ceremony, my Alpha mate, Anderson, announces at the Ancient Altar that his first love, who has been injected with wolfsbane, is his Luna.

He holds Leah close under the moonlight and smiles tenderly.

“Per our traditions, only the woman that everyone has witnessed having the ceremony with me is my Luna. Even if I have already secretly marked Irene as my mate, she will only ever be a mistress.”

They make vows to the Moon Goddess, and then crowned, kissed, and were about to have a passionate night together. I don’t say anything as I watch all of this happen.

All I do is make an appointment for an abortion.

I’ve loved Anderson for 12 years, starting from when I was 18 until I turned 30.

However, Leah is still the one who holds his heart.

If that’s the case, I’ll let him go. I leave Anderson with nothing but an agreement breaking our mate bond and a parting gift.

He’s never cared about me, but for some reason, he’s so sorrowed by this that he can’t maintain his human form anymore…