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After I left, He began to love me.

“Uncle, I’ve failed. I want to dissolve my bond with Alpha Cole. Can you help me contact your law advisor?” There was a brief silence on the other end of the communication stone, followed by his light, amused laugh. “You’ve finally come to your senses? Good. This time, your uncle will definitely help you.” I once thought I was the happiest she-wolf in the entire territory. Alpha Cole adored me beyond measure, giving me an unshakable sense of safety. The golden account was mine to spend freely; the Mooncrest Villa, spirit-bound mounts—he gifted them without hesitation. When my sister needed a heart-transference ritual, he didn’t even blink before donating ten million spirit crystals. Back then, I truly believed I would never lose him. Until that girl, Diana, appeared. A young female from a poor border pack—simple, frugal to the point of absurdity. Yet Alpha Cole found her “genuine and endearing,” even entrusting her with the family’s financial sigil. On the day of my sister’s ritual, Diana secretly altered the spiritual heart pairing— replacing the matched heart with a beast’s core. The ritual failed, and my world collapsed with it. She only blinked those wide, innocent eyes and said, “Sister, a beast’s heart beats too. What’s the difference?” I could barely breathe. And Alpha Cole—he defended her. “Don’t blame Diana. She only wanted to save materials.” That was the first time I truly understood how a man’s heart could turn into something so foreign. I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream. I simply completed my sister’s funeral rites, as if finishing a grotesque dream. Love, trust, the sacred bond—shattered in that instant. On the night of our third moon-anniversary, I put on the white ceremonial robe he once loved, and prepared the scroll to dissolve our bond. Only this time, I was no longer the mate who could be sacrificed at will. I had one final gift prepared for him— Divorce.