Evaline:
Tonight was supposed to be beautiful.
The full moon was bathing the garden in silver light, illuminating the celebration in the pack. Laughter and music was filling the air as wolves danced, drank, and cheered for the future Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack - Ethan Blackwood.
My Ethan.
My heart swelled as I watched him from the shadows, noticing how his golden eyes glead with pride. He stood tall, confident, like the very embodint of strength and everything I had ever wanted. He was my beacon of light in this cruel world.
For as long as I could rember, my life had been a never-ending nightmare. My mother died when I was young, and my father remarried a woman who despised .
My stepmother made sure I knew I wasn’t wanted, and my stepsister, Lillian, took every opportunity to remind of my worthlessness. As for my stepbrother, Damian... at his very thought, fear gnawed at my insides. He was the monster in the shadows, and the reason for my deepest fears.
But Ethan... he had always been my escape, my sanctuary. He had cared for when no one else did. And last night, he had made believe I was his.
I was still able to feel his touch on my skin, his lips on mine, the way he made my body and soul co alive.
And tonight, I was here to confirm what I already felt deep in my soul last night. Ethan was my mate.
My hands trembled as I stepped forward, pushing through the crowd. I could feel their eyes on , their sneers and murmurs. I had been the laughingstock of these two packs ever since my sixteenth birthday when I failed to shift.
I was the daughter of Alpha Greystone from the Shadowfang Pack, and yet, I was wolfless. It made nothing more than a sha on my father’s legacy and na.
But none of it mattered now as I was going to spend the rest of my life with the man who had never seen as a mutt like everyone else.
Ethan turned toward as I reached him, and the mont our eyes t, sothing happened.
A force unlike anything I had ever known crashed into , searing through my veins like fire and ice. My body trembled, and I caught my breath as my vision blurred.
The mate bond.
It was real.
It was him.
I gasped. "Ethan..."
And then everything went silent. The laughter died, the music stopped, and I felt the entire garden coming to a still.
At the sa ti, I noticed how Ethan’s expression hardened before a slow smirk curled his lips, but there was no warmth in it.
"Are you serious?" His voice was cold, filled with amusent.
Confusion twisted inside . "Ethan, we are mates. Don’t you feel it?" I was excited to finally be mated to my boyfriend, but a strange feeling was starting to twist my insides.
He chuckled, but it wasn’t the sound I knew, the one that used to comfort . This laugh was cruel, mocking.
"Feel what?" he drawled. "Disgust? Humiliation? Because that’s what I feel right now."
A chill ran down my spine.
My heart was pounding wildly, and I felt my chest tightening.
No. No, this wasn’t right.
"Ethan," I whispered, reaching for him, "last night... we..."
His smirk widened. "We what?" He leaned in. "Did you really think last night ant anything?"
Sothing inside cracked at these words. I felt dizzy, as if the ground had disappeared beneath my feet.
Ethan turned away from and his golden eyes locked on soone else. I followed his gaze and felt my blood turn to ice.
Lillian.
She was standing beside him in a shimring silver dress with her brown eyes gleaming with triumph.
Ethan wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close before announcing, "Because I have already chosen my mate."
I stopped breathing... for real.
Lillian smirked down at , tilting her head. "Oh, Eva. Poor, pathetic Eva. Did you really think you deserved a happy ending?"
The crowd roared with laughter.
But I was barely able to process what I was experiencing. Before I could have even wrapped my mind around the betrayal, a sharp, searing pain exploded in my chest as Ethan spoke the words that broke forever.
"I, Ethan Blackwood, reject you, Eva Greystone, as my mate."
Agony.
It tore through like a thousand silver blades, ripping apart every fiber of my being. My knees buckled, and I collapsed to the ground, gasping.
No. No. No.
This wasn’t happening.
This was a nightmare.
I clutched my chest, digging my nails into my skin as if I could physically hold myself together. My vision blurred with tears, and my body started trembling uncontrollably.
And then... a heavy boot slamd into my back, shoving face-first into the dirt.
Laughter erupted around once again while panic seized as rough fingers tangled in my hair, yanking my head back.
A voice, dark and sickeningly familiar, murmured against my ear. "She looks so pretty like this. Broken. Humiliated."
My blood turned to ice. I knew this voice - it was Damian. My stepbrother. My worst nightmare.
His grip tightened, causing his nails to dig into my scalp. "Did you really think Ethan wanted you?" His voice was low, ant only for . "He was mine to control, just like you are. Just like you’ll always be."
Terror flooded my veins.
I struggled against his grip, but he only chuckled. "You have nothing now. No pack. No mate. No future." He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my skin. "And that ans you belong to ."
No.
No.
I had to get out of here.
With the last of my strength, I twisted out of his grasp and ran.
"Stop her!" soone shouted.
But I didn’t stop.
Wolves lunged for , but I was faster... for once. Fueled by desperation, I tore through the garden.
I didn’t stop running until I reached the gates. Until I crossed the borders. Until the darkness of the forest swallowed whole.
Only then did I collapse to the ground, sobbing.
I had lost everything. I had nothing.
What I didn’t know yet... by morning, I was going to lose even more.
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