When our fated mate mark ignited, Alpha Kaelen publicly rejected me to embrace Selene, ordering me to drain my core blood to heal her. Yet my eyes locked onto her chest—she wore the Soul Moonstone I had sacrificed three years of life force to forge, stolen to crown her a fake saintess. Refusing to be their sacrifice, I slashed my palm with a bone blade. Swearing a blood oath severed my ties with the pack forever. The agonizing backlash of the broken bond tore through my veins, instantly costing me my Luna dream and turning me into a bleeding exile. Collapsing in the deadly f*******n Forest, my vision blurred from the fatal pain. Through the shadows, a massive black wolf radiating a terrifying, ancient aura slowly approached my helpless body.