I Became the Mate of My Deceased Husband's Twin Brother

After rogues attacked us during a critical mission, I desperately mindlinked my chosen mate, Bryce Pierce, again and again—only to be met with silence. My leg was cracked, my body severely wounded, and as I limped into the infirmary, my heart shattered too. There he was, healing Lucia Bardot, his late master's daughter. Her skin was scorched, but her hold on him was stronger than ever.

In that moment, between life and death, I knew I’d had enough. His loyalty wasn’t mine to claim. With a heavy heart, I rejected him.

Bryce searched everywhere for me afterward, but he never understood—I was born for the wilderness, for the untamed. Our pack could never hold me, and neither could he.