The Beta's Revenge

Consumed by vengeance, I've spent the past year plotting his demise—imagining my claws tearing through his flesh, savoring the agony he'll finally understand when he feels the same loss that shattered me when he murdered my mate. Every bone, every breath, I wanted to obliterate him until nothing remained.

Our paths were destined to cross, and when they do, he'll experience a reckoning as brutal as the pain he inflicted. My rage would be his eternal companion, my rejection his deepest wound. That was my purpose, my reason for surviving.

But fate had another plan—the Moon Goddess's cruelest joke. He wasn't just any wolf. He was my destined mate.

No. I will reject him.