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Begging me to Come Back? No Way!

On the night of my birthday, while I sat alone in the Shadowveil Pack house, my mate, Alpha Haynes, was hosting a lavish banquet—not for me, but for his beloved childhood sweetheart. The news reached me through a pack member who had seen it all, and the whispers of the wolf guards only confirmed my worst fears. "Our Alpha didn't even care about the Luna's birthday," one muttered. "She's pitiful," another added, their voices dripping with disdain. The rumors spread through the pack like wildfire, and soon, everyone was casting pitying glances my way. The daughter of the Bloodmoon Pack's Alpha, a true Lycan, reduced to a laughingstock. And as I sat there, surrounded by their judgment, he was in the arms of another, laughing as if I never existed.