“Don’t you ever call me your mate!” He growled. I raised my head up to meet his gaze fearfully. “You dare disrespect me?” He snarled but I said nothing.

An awkward silence followed, and when he spoke up after a few minutes, he said exactly what I’ve always feared; 

“I would not have anything to do with a dipshit like you regardless of whatever the so-called moon goddess has destined, and so, I Mark Blackwood, Alpha of Red rose pack, hereby rejects you, Phoebe Tristen as my mate!”
***
First, he rejected me. Then, he broke me.
I thought I was destined to suffer in silence forever… until another Alpha saved me.

He didn’t just save me... he chose me. Loved me. Made me his Luna.

But now the Alpha who once cast me aside wants me back. Too late. Because this time, I’m not his to break. I’m my own… and I’m chosen, both by my alpha and the Moon Goddess.

The anaconda's flesh touched my skin but I didn't flinch or move a muscle. After a while, it swam away from me. 


I waited for a while till the water was serene and quiet. I gasped and thrusted my head out of the water. 


"Ha" I finally inhaled some oxygen. I was curious about what transpired a few minutes ago but there was no time to give it much thought. 


I swam out of the water and they were gone. I walked for a while but began running and looking back. 


I suddenly bumped into something hard. It caused my head to ache because of the collision. 


I raised up my gaze and my eyes met with a set of honey brown eyes.


"Surprised to see me beautiful" Alpha Jett chuckled. 


I gasped in tears and attempted running but he held me back and slammed his lips against mine. 


"Now we will have fun, beautiful" He laughed, his tone sinister.


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