“Help me..” Sloane slurred, she barely felt the pain, her body was numb, her hands trembled as she pressed them against her stomach. Something is wrong. 

Her vision blurred and then she heard footsteps, heavy and desperate.

She lifted her gaze and saw him, her mate. “Ryland…” 

She lifts her hand weakly, reaching for him. He’s here. He can save her.

Ryland’s gaze lands on her, his face pale as he takes in the blood staining her dress. His jaw clenches. For a second, she thinks he’s going to come for her.

But then his eyes shift.
Past her.

To the figure trapped behind her. Celeste.

Sloane watched in horror as everything about him changed. The tightness in his expression melts away, replaced with relief.

Ryland rushes past Sloane like she’s nothing. Drops to his knees before Celeste. “I’m here. I’ve got you.” His voice is full of warmth—love. A love he never had for Sloane.

Ryland grabbed her hand instantly, holding it like she’s his entire world.

Sloane couldn’t breathe.

“Ryland,” she chokes out, her body shaking. “Please… help me. Our baby..”

He doesn’t even look at her.

“I won’t let anything happen to you, Celeste. I should have chosen you from the start.” He picked her up, ready to walk away.

Sloane tried one last time, her voice weak. “Ryland….please..” 

Ryland paused to look at her, his gaze flickered to the blood that trickled down her legs then walked away with Celeste clinging unto his arm.
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On the day of Sloane’s long-awaited mating ceremony, her world shatters.

When the pack is attacked by vicious rouges, Her mate and pack Alpha is forced to choose between his mate Sloane and his first love, Celeste. Sloane’s sister. 

Ryland doesn’t hesitate to choose Celeste, and Sloane’s left to die in the brutal attack.

Sloane barely survives, only to wake up to a far greater nightmare. Framed for betrayal. Stripped of her title. Exiled.

But the goddess isn’t done with her yet..

As she’s dragged to the borders, Alpha Alexander returns. The true heir. The ruthless warrior and Ryland’s older brother. The moment he lays eyes on Sloane, his wolf growls one undeniable word. Mate.

Alexander has returned to reclaim what’s his. His pack, his title, and now, her. But Sloane has learned the hard way that mates can betray, and this time, she refuses to be weak.

Because if Alexander truly wants her, he’ll have to fight for her.

The silence after Sloane's words was deafening.


Every eyes in the room was on her, wide with shock, like they couldn't process what she just said.


Then Alexander moved, he slid his arm around Sloan's waist, His grip was firm, fingers pressing lightly against her side as he pulled her just the slightest bit closer.


Sloane felt the weight of every eyes on them.


His eyes flickered down to Alexander's hand on her waist. His jaw clenched hard.


Alexander smirked. "That's right, and everyone is invited." He paused for effect, letting the weight of his next words sink in. "It won't just be a mating ceremony. It will also be a coronation." His gaze sharp, he looked directly at Ryland. "For the Alpha and Luna."


A fresh wave of shock coursed through the room. One of the elders made a choking sound. Another shuffled uncomfortably.


Chapter 10 - Chapter 10