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Rejected Mate's Triple Vengeance

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My mate, Alpha Solomon of the Taylor Pack, was beside himself when his Luna, Luciana, was abducted. When she was found, she was already carrying another wolf’s pup. Despite my own heavily rounded belly, Solomon forced me to sign the papers to sever our mate bond. “The healer said Luna Luciana’s condition is delicate. If she loses the pup, she might never conceive again,” he said, his alpha tone heavy with authority. “I’ll continue to provide for you and the child, but I must be a father to Luciana’s pup.” I looked at the Alpha who had once vowed to stand by me for eternity and agreed without hesitation. Solomon had no idea this was my third life. This time, I was determined to protect my child and live well. The words I had prepared to confront him went unused. Solomon seemed momentarily stunned, then his dark eyes narrowed, his voice sharp.

Rejected Mate's Triple Vengeance Chapter 1

My mate, Alpha Solomon of the Taylor Pack, was beside himself when his Luna, Luciana, was abducted. When she was found, she was already carrying another wolf’s pup. Despite my own heavily rounded belly, Solomon forced me to sign the papers to sever our mate bond.

“The healer said Luna Luciana’s condition is delicate. If she loses the pup, she might never conceive again,” he said, his alpha tone heavy with authority. “I’ll continue to provide for you and the child, but I must be a father to Luciana’s pup.”

I looked at the Alpha who had once vowed to stand by me for eternity and agreed without hesitation. Solomon had no idea this was my third life. This time, I was determined to protect my child and live well.

The words I had prepared to confront him went unused. Solomon seemed momentarily stunned, then his dark eyes narrowed, his voice sharp. “Don’t think of trying anything. If word gets out and affects Luciana, you’ll regret it.”

My fingernails dug into my palm as memories of my past two lives flashed vividly in my mind. After a brief silence, I seized the chance to make a demand. “I’ll agree to sever the bond, but you must put it in writing that I retain custody of the child.”

Solomon agreed without a second thought. The pack lawyer quickly amended the agreement, and after verifying the details, I signed my name. In the next instant, Solomon snatched the papers, a satisfied smirk on his face as he eagerly pulled out his phone to call Luciana.

At the door, he turned back, his alpha tone commanding. “You should move out as soon as possible. I won’t have you upsetting Luciana or stressing her out.”

Watching his resolute figure retreat, I could only smile bitterly, feeling a profound sense of irony. In my first life, I naively hoped that once the pup was born, our bond could be saved. My desperate attempts to hold on led to Luciana failing to become Luna, and her scandalous affair for the pup became public knowledge. Unable to bear the scrutiny, she leaped from a cliff.

Solomon’s reaction was indifferent. After attending her funeral, he never mentioned it again. Until my pup’s one-month celebration, rogues took us both, demanding a hefty ransom from Solomon. He not only refused their demands but callously listened to my suffering.

It was at that moment I realized he wanted me and the pup to pay for Luciana’s life. In my second life, I accepted the bond severance, taking the settlement to survive with my pup. Yet, when Luciana lost her pup, he let her unleash her anger on me. My newborn and I were locked in the pack’s stables, ultimately trampled to death by a startled horse.

Gently caressing my rounded belly, I resolved that this time, I would sever all ties with those two. Suddenly, a loud knock came at the door. Before I could react, several pack members, led by Jayleen, barged in, glaring at me with hostility.

“Maia,” Jayleen sneered, her tone dripping with disdain. “We need to clean the room. Get out.”

I hadn’t even received the official bond severance papers, and I was no longer worthy of being addressed as Luna. Taking a deep breath, I turned to pack my things. As I picked up a few pup clothes, Jayleen snatched them away.

“These were bought with the pack’s funds,” she spat, shoving the clothes into a garbage bag. “You have no right to take them.”

At her signal, a younger pack member dragged a battered suitcase and tossed it at my feet. “These are the only things you can take. Leave.”

As I stumbled, the zipper burst open. A few filthy, tattered clothes tumbled out, sliding down the stairs, faintly emitting a rancid odor.

“By the Moon Goddess,” someone exclaimed. “Alpha Solomon, what is this? It stinks and is disgusting.”

I clenched my fists, my wolf growling faintly in the back of my mind. This time, I wouldn’t let them break me. This time, I would fight for my pup and my freedom.

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